Save me episode 4 – 6

Save me episode 4

the image became darker as i fell to the ground.

When i woke up next .. I found my self lying on a bed covered nicely with a quilt.

I looked around me only to find my self in some room painted with faded ocean blue paint with old wooden furnitures and an old small tv put in the corner.

As i breathed deeply .. The smell of food being cooked filled my lungs.

I was so hungry that my mouth started to droll with that beautiful scent i missed for days.

_” finally you’re awake.. Are you feeling better now?”

A girl standing near the door asked.

She looked in her early twenties .. Probably my age or few years younger.

She was so beautiful that even that traditional large dress she was wearing didn’t make her look less than a princess.

_” where am i ?” I hærdly asked.

She walked in,side the room and put a plate full of food she was holding on a small table put to the side.

_” you’re home .. This is your husband’s house” she replied with a smile.

But of course i couldn’t match her joyful welcoming.

I felt the anger boiling in,side of me as i rushed to stand up and leave.

I shouted:

_” this isn’t my house! That rotten ain’t my husband! He’s an animal”

But as soon as i stood up i fell to the ground again .. Weak to the extremes .

I didn’t have the strength to fight anymore.

That girl ran towards me to support my shoulders and hushed:

_” i’m really sorry for what my brother has done to you .. But he’s willing to correct his mistakes!”

I pushed her hands and said coldly:

_”go tell your brother to just throw me to the streets like he did before .. I don’t need his charity. I’d rather die”

_”this isn’t charity! This is his duty! .. You are family now. How can we throw a family in the street?”

I laughed in sorrow.

My family did that to me already.

_” i wanted to throw him in jail .. That lucky rat got lucky because i have a shity family” i smirked.

As i wanted to leave ..

_” he hasn’t slept for days .. He’s feeling very guilty. He’s willing to correct his mistakes i swear to god. He really wants to take the responsibility .. Please give him a chance” the girl begged.

I looked at her confused .. How can she ask me to forgive a raper and give him a chance!

No way!

He ruined me!

_” hate him as much as you want .. But please don’t punish the rest of us for what he did. We are your family too .. Stay with us”

Episode 5

I looked at my supposed sister_in_law and i thought logically .

If i still insist on leaving .. Where am i going to?

I have no place.

So i will probably spend the night out in the streets.

I took a deep breath .. swallowed my pride and said:

_” i want to pray”

She then smiled earnestly as she said excitedly:

_” there’s warm water for you to wash out in the bathroom .. I’ll bring you a prayer rug right away! .. Oh, el qibla is straight forward towards the window. I’ll be right back!” ( el qibla : means the direction that Muslims should follow when they pray .. )

She showed me the bathroom next.

It was at the end of the small hallway that separated the house to two halves.

The walls were covered with beige tiles ..many of them where broken.

Some will probably fall if i just touched them.

I tried to open the faucet the water didn’t come out.

I then noticed there where many bucketfuls of water put all over the bathroom.

Because probably they didn’t have a water tank.

As many things that were missing .. Like the washing machine..The air conditioner .. New Tvs.

The more i stared around me .. The more i realised how poor they were .

Probably that’s why he took all the responsibility alone of what happened.

And that’s why he was the only one to show in front of the justice.

Because he was poor and weak.

And he had no other solution..

Well played by my family!.. Because we had much better conditions. It was just that my father was “cheaper” than “wasting” his precious money on his worthless daughters.

They probably forced him on marrying me .. It wasn’t his choice.

I washed my self out .. Ready for prayers.

I then went back to that room .. Fixed my scarf and then put rug to el qibla.

And i prayed..

For a long time.

Although i had no strength left in me.. But i needed to feel closer to god.

I felt my wounds heel with every kneeling and rising.

Without my faith .. I wouldn’t survive what i was going through.

As i almost finish praying i noticed someone was watching me from the door.

When i finally was done .. I turned my head only to find “Ramy” was standing there looking at me as if it was his first time watching someone praying.

And you see.. I was passed out the night he raped me.

So i never got to see how brutal and animal like he could get. Although scars and bruises covered all my body.. But i never witnessed how i got them.

I just fell asleep to wake up losing everything.

And to that .. I still couldn’t feel terrified when i see him.

But only angry.. Burning like a volcano.

_” i’m sorry .. I just want to take my clothes.. This is my room” he explained shifting his eyes from me.

His room!!

_” go away!” I shouted feeling disgusted with his sight. “Don’t show me your face you rotten!”

_” what are you doing here! Leave the girl alone!” An old lady interrupted stepping in,side the room.

She was a bit short of height .. Chubby. She was wearing a long blue dress with a belt tied on her wa-ist. And her hair Covered with a white scarf with blue roses on it.

Probably this was the best dress she had .. And she’d worn it to welcome me.

And i think she must be my mother in law.

Rami soon left as she finished talking.

Making my heart feel more at ease.

_” i apologize to you my daughter .. Please don’t mind that filthy child of mine .. I failed to raise him well”

I just kept silent.

She hell failed to raise him .. That was a sure thing.

_” please daughter have a seat and eat your dinner . i want you to get stronger very soon and throw my son and those merciless in jail where they belong” she shouted confidently as a tear skipped her eyes.

I looked at her face .. There wasn’t anything but a sincere look of sympathy and support.

A face only a true mother can show.

A mother i never had.

And for the first time in days i realised i finally found it.. The shoulder i can cry on.

Episode 6

My mother in law forced me to eat dinner next .. She brushed my hair for me.

Covered me carefully with a quilt..

And sent me to a beautiful sleep i didn’t have for days.

Sometimes when we’re in deep wreck, we don’t need a superhero to solve everything for us. But just a warm hug..and an honest heart.

I woke up feeling much better the next morning.

I was surprised to find three children standing next my bed watching me sleep with their bulged eyes while giggling in secret.

As soon as they noticed i opened my eyes .. They smiled widely as they started running away shouting:

_” our bride is awake!”

As soon as they left .. Many women walked in,side the room putting on fancy dresses. I only recognized my sister-in-law among them.

_” ma shaa allah ..ma shaa allah! Your bride is so beautiful” an old tall lady admired examining every detail in my face.

( ma shaa allah: litterally means “what god will” it’s used to express admiration for something)

I looked at them all confused when some of them already started their zagharid

(Zagharid: loud beautiful scre-ms women make to express joy)

I wasn’t sure what was going on .. So i turned to look at my sister-in-law asking her a million questions with my eyes.

_” everyone came to meet you .. They were longing to see our new bride!” She explained joyfully.

What bride!

You mean the sacrifice .. The human trash .. The abandoned girl.

Because i was anything but a bride.

_”aunties please .. Let our bride prepare her self first ! Let us go to the living room and wait for her!” She suggested next politely leading them out of the room.

_”what’s going on?” I asked logically as she closed the door leaving only both of us in,side the room.

_” we’re having a small celebration to welcome you today !”

_” what the hell! .. You think this is a real wedding!! We’re married over a rape case! RAPE!!” I shouted hysterically already started to think that my staying at that house was my biggest mistake.

_” no matter what happened .. You still are our bride. And you deserve a proper celebration. This dress is for you .. Please put it on” she clarified calmly pointing to a beautiful golden Kaftan put above my bed.

And then she walked out of the room leaving me cursing my pathetic life.

What duty! What celebration!

They want to celebrate me marrying with an animal !

I wouldn’t accept that!

I held that Kaftan and stormed out of the room .. Wanting to go confront them .. Wanting to stop the bullshit that was going on.

As i walked out of the room .. I found the house so crowded i hærdly could make my way through the small hallway.

I went to the room right across mine.

It was the least visited .. And probably the room where i could find my mother-in-law and have a proper chat with her.

As i reached the room .. I found the door slightly open.

I could see three people in,side .. My in-laws.

I wanted to break into it .. But i was stopped as i overheard my sister-in-law hush:

_” why did you invite so many people! We can’t afford feeding all of them.. My sister( referring to hayat) doesn’t even want a celebration!”

_” what are you talking about now Selma.. Even if my brother’s wife didn’t want a celebration we must still honor her! .. And god is the rezzaq ( rezzaq: the money Donner ) ” my brother in law interrupted.

_” yes sweety .. Your brother already ruined the day she always waited for her ..so She must know that she’s welcomed in our family proud and honored. As for the money i was keeping my necklace for days like these.. ” my mother-in-law added warmly as she handed her son the golden light necklace she was putting on.

The only jewelry she was putting on.

I couldn’t but remember the day i had not a one Dinar with me and i had to travel back to my college.

I begged my mother for days to give me just the money for my ride .. And i said I’ll handle the rest of the money my self.

She didn’t only wear golden jeweleries from her head till the tip of her toes. But we also had a coffer-dam full of money.

And yet , she looked at me pathetically and shouted:

_” you keep wasting money on such worthless things like college.. If you heard my saying you’d be married by now to the richest of rich! You won’t be begging for money like a homeless .. You’re not getting a doro from me!” ( doro: very cheap amount of money.. Worthless in nowadays)

I smiled in bittersweet as i watched a woman i barely known for hours giving her most precious thing to honor me.

_” keep your neckless Mma ( means mother .. With a greater respect due).. I will handle this. I was preparing for my brother’s wedding too” my brother-in-law assured with an honest smile.

How can such people exist !

I couldn’t believe my eyes and ears.. And i couldn’t bare that feeling of gratitude that filled every inch of me.

I looked at that golden dress in my hands and admitted to my self.. It wouldn’t kill me if i wore it for a day for their sake.