  They got down on the carpet and Fareeda changed to the channel she wanted to watch and when he complained, she dismissed him with &quot;You weren't even watching what was going on.&quot; They enjoyed eating on the carpet and until they were done, Fareeda began to apply the sellotape on her fingers while he watched her did it. 
  &quot;I ll apply it on my feet, hen you help me cover it with these nylons I've cut. I'll apply it to my left fingers, you ll do the same for me and when I'm done, apply it on my right hand, you have to be careful, Mujaheed.&quot; She said and he nodded his head, watching as she applied the henna while he tied the fingers for her. They shared little to few words together and all was said by Fareeda while Mujaheed watched her. He loved watching her speak her her speak, it felt therapeutic to him.
  Like she said to him, when she was done applying it to him, she 

  &quot;There s a door at the back of the house, no one knows about it, not even the architect that drew this house. Because I felt that incase of emergency, maybe bandits or something, we can escape together with my family. Somehow, she s the only person that knows that door apart from me, because I know she's the one that s bound to cause enough trouble that might need an escape. Let s go there and check, if the lock there is broken, then she has left.&quot;  
  Alhaji immediately stood as they walked deeper into the house while he remembered the day he took Fareeda to that door. That was before he got married to Hadiza, he believed something bad might happen to her while he wasn't around and if she had her glasses on, she might run out of the house safely. He hadn t forgotten about the door, but he thought she had forgotten about it. And when they reached, the door was unlocked and th

  &quot;Nothing, I just want to stare at you as you sleep. And you sleep beautifully between.&quot; He smiled and her eyes flickered at their entwined hands for a moment before she smiled again. She didn t know how she was finding it possible to keep on smiling at him, but what scared her the most was that she didn t pretend in her life. If she did or said something, then that was how she felt in her heart.
  &quot;Have you gotten the henna for me?&quot; She asked while she placed her feet down on the floor, feeling the warm concrete floor as it chilled her skin. 
  &quot;I did, and that s why I was late and didn t get to pray in congregation. We have to pray together now, hurry and perform your ablutions.&quot; She smiled and nodded her head. Mujaheed watched as she walked into the bathroom and he sighed while he smiled. He didn t know, but he had noticed she was more lenient today, mor

They got down on the carpet and Fareeda changed to the channel she wanted to watch and when he complained, she dismissed him with &quot;You weren't even watching what was going on.&quot; They enjoyed eating on the carpet and until they were done, Fareeda began to apply the sellotape on her fingers while he watched her did it. 
  &quot;I ll apply it on my feet, hen you help me cover it with these nylons I've cut. I'll apply it to my left fingers, you ll do the same for me and when I'm done, apply it on my right hand, you have to be careful, Mujaheed.&quot; She said and he nodded his head, watching as she applied the henna while he tied the fingers for her. They shared little to few words together and all was said by Fareeda while Mujaheed watched her. He loved watching her speak her her speak, it felt therapeutic to him.
  Like she said to him, when she was done applying it to him, she handed him her right hand and grinned softly, &quot;Mujaheed don t spoil my precious hand, please?&q

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