  &quot;Abba please, let Ya Fareeda go, she didn't do anything wrong. I've witnessed everything.&quot; Nana cried as she held his legs and he looked down at her angrily.
  &quot;Nana, get out of my sight!&quot; He thundered, and she knew she had only one resort left now. She ran downstairs and all Fareeda did was closed her eyes as she felt the way he beat her mercilessly. She knew even if she tried to defend herself, it would be of no use because he would never believe.
  &quot;Were you really going to beat her, Fareeda? Isn t she your mother?!&quot; He thundered as she felt more of the cable on her body. She wanted to cry, it pained her but she would rather choke on her breath than cry in front of these two people.
  &quot;It s only because I told her that since she s married now, she should stop staying inside the house because what s the essence of her marriage? I helped packed her b

  She was in her thoughts when she felt hands around her and she quickly put back her glass, &quot;Who s that?!&quot; She asked breathlessly and she saw Mujaheed trying to tuck her into the duvet.
  &quot;You might feel cold when you re sleeping, I thought I should cover you up.&quot; He said hesitantly and brought the duvet up to her midriff and stopped, &quot;Sleep well, Fareeda. Don t cry, don t think about anything, just sleep. And also, you aren't going anywhere to make anyone regret.&quot; She was about to argue with him when he took off the glass, folded it and kept it on the bedside drawer, &quot;Please, no more talking. Just sleep, okay?&quot; He said softly and pulled the duvet until her chest was covered. He turned off the light and walked out of the room.
  She wanted to shout at him, tell him that he had no right to do what he just did to her but Fareeda found her lips unabl

  He unlocked the door and she barged out of the bathroom, angry. &quot;Nana, what do you think you just did? He locked me from the outside and...&quot; Her words became guttural when she saw him standing in front of the door. She quickly hide behind the curtain while covering her body, she was wearing his towel, and before she did that she wondered what kind of man he was to have a towel. Didn t all men just went to the shower with their boxer that would unfortunately be worn again after they were done?
  &quot;What are you doing here?&quot; She asked, making sure her face was the only thing visible from the curtain.
  He was amused, and Mujaheed didn't know when he chuckled. &quot;What are you doing, Fareeda? Do you think I'm going to talk because you wore my towel?&quot;
  &quot;Stop it! What have you seen? Go out!&quot; She pointed at the door for him, her cheeks all flustered. He un

&quot;Abba please, let Ya Fareeda go, she didn't do anything wrong. I've witnessed everything.&quot; Nana cried as she held his legs and he looked down at her angrily.
  &quot;Nana, get out of my sight!&quot; He thundered, and she knew she had only one resort left now. She ran downstairs and all Fareeda did was closed her eyes as she felt the way he beat her mercilessly. She knew even if she tried to defend herself, it would be of no use because he would never believe.
  &quot;Were you really going to beat her, Fareeda? Isn t she your mother?!&quot; He thundered as she felt more of the cable on her body. She wanted to cry, it pained her but she would rather choke on her breath than cry in front of these two people.
  &quot;It s only because I told her that since she s married now, she should stop staying inside the house because what s the essence of her marriage? I helped packed her bags so she should take them to his chamber but Fareeda nearly killed me that day, it was the gatema

Chapter 22 15: Boundaries