He abruptly lifted his head, his eyes darting toward his phone that had fallen to the floor.
The shock, fear, and sudden pounding of her heart made her gasp sharply; she lost her breath and collapsed to the floor unconscious
An Interrupted Punishment
As she slid down, he was just about to turn back toward her with the intention of delivering a sharp, resounding slap.
Seeing she had fainted, he bit his lip in anger, stood up, and left the room.
In his mind, there was no point in hitting someone unconscious — after all, an unconscious person was practically like a corpse.
But that wasn’t what he wanted — he wanted to give her a hard, healthy slap that would make her see imaginary flames dancing before her eyes.
This was the second time she had dropped his phone to the ground, so he felt it was the right moment to punish her properly so she wouldn’t repeat it.
Fetching Cold Water
Leaving the room, he headed for the fridge in the upstairs living room since he hadn’t turned on the fridge in his bedroom since yesterday.
He rarely drank cold water, especially when he wasn’t feeling well.
He grabbed one very cold bottle, turned, and walked back to his bedroom with the confident, firm strides of a man full of health and vigor.
Just as he entered, Areef also stepped in.
He stood over her, uncapped the bottle, and from a standing position, poured the entire icy content over her head.
She jerked awake in shock, springing up with a scream.
With his temper flaring, he raised his leg, intending to kick her like a football.
But Areef swiftly blocked him, holding his leg with all his strength.
Lion’s face showed no trace of mercy — the repeated phone damage had angered him more than anything else.
Injury to Areef
Lion shoved Areef backward.
Areef nearly fell onto the glass coffee table, so Lion grabbed his shirt to stop him.
He knew that if Areef landed on the table, it would shatter, causing serious injury.
But the grip was too hard — Lion’s hand also caught the bandage on Areef’s shoulder, where a bullet wound (inflicted by Lion himself) had recently been treated.
The rough pull tore the bandage completely, and blood began to stream down his body onto the floor.
Areef cried out in pain, his body weakening as he nearly collapsed.
In urgency, Lion pulled him fully upright, slung him over his shoulder, and stepped past Rimsha — stepping on her toes in the process — and left the room.
The step on her toes made her scream in pain, snapping her back to consciousness.
This was no ordinary step — her hand still bore chemical burns from the previous day’s punishment, and she had endured intense agony from that.
The new pain added to her misery.
Tears streamed silently as hunger gnawed at her — she hadn’t eaten since morning
It took nearly ten minutes before she could stand again, trembling and weak.
She thanked God for sparing her from further punishment, and hurried to tidy the room before he returned and found it in disarray.
Lion Treats Areef
Lion carried Areef straight to his room to administer first aid, completely forgetting about Rimsha.
His only concern was dressing the wound himself.
His eyes were bloodshot with worry — if you remembered, his greatest wish was for his brother’s full recovery.
Rimsha cleaned and arranged everything neatly.
She picked up his phone and placed it on the sofa, then paused.
What could she prepare for him to eat now?
She couldn’t dare ask Mark to cook — his stern, intimidating face terrified her.
She also knew Areef had said they never ate food from outside — only home-cooked meals.
So, what now?
Her whole body felt drained.
She returned to her room, face streaked with dried tears, her eyes swollen from crying.
Collapsing on her bed, she kept repeating “Hasbunallahu wa ni‘mal wakil” (“Allah is sufficient for us, and He is the best disposer of affairs”), praying for divine rescue.
The narrator explained the value of constant remembrance of Allah and seeking forgiveness (istighfar), recounting prophetic traditions where such prayers brought relief from hardship.
Also mentioned was a prophetic remedy for pregnant women — eating seven dates daily from the seventh month of pregnancy for an easy delivery and a healthy child — concluding with a request for prayers in return.
A deep, peaceful sleep took her over after the comfort she found in her prayers.
Even in sleep, she sighed with relief, fully aware of the power of supplication.
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Sudden Collapse
He abruptly lifted his head, his eyes darting toward his phone that had fallen to the floor.
The shock, fear, and sudden pounding of her heart made her gasp sharply; she lost her breath and collapsed to the floor unconscious
An Interrupted Punishment
As she slid down, he was just about to turn back toward her with the intention of delivering a sharp, resounding slap.
Seeing she had fainted, he bit his lip in anger, stood up, and left the room.
In his mind, there was no point in hitting someone unconscious — after all, an unconscious person was practically like a corpse.
But that wasn’t what he wanted — he wanted to give her a hard, healthy slap that would make her see imaginary flames dancing before her eyes.
This was the second time she had dropped his phone to the ground, so he felt it was the right moment to punish her properly so she wouldn’t repeat it.
Fetching Cold Water
Leaving the room, he headed for the fridge in the upstairs living room since he hadn’t turned on the fridge in his bedroom since yesterday.
He rarely drank cold water, especially when he wasn’t feeling well.
He grabbed one very cold bottle, turned, and walked back to his bedroom with the confident, firm strides of a man full of health and vigor.
Just as he entered, Areef also stepped in.
He stood over her, uncapped the bottle, and from a standing position, poured the entire icy content over her head.
She jerked awake in shock, springing up with a scream.
With his temper flaring, he raised his leg, intending to kick her like a football.
But Areef swiftly blocked him, holding his leg with all his strength.
Lion’s face showed no trace of mercy — the repeated phone damage had angered him more than anything else.
Injury to Areef
Lion shoved Areef backward.
Areef nearly fell onto the glass coffee table, so Lion grabbed his shirt to stop him.
He knew that if Areef landed on the table, it would shatter, causing serious injury.
But the grip was too hard — Lion’s hand also caught the bandage on Areef’s shoulder, where a bullet wound (inflicted by Lion himself) had recently been treated.
The rough pull tore the bandage completely, and blood began to stream down his body onto the floor.
Areef cried out in pain, his body weakening as he nearly collapsed.
In urgency, Lion pulled him fully upright, slung him over his shoulder, and stepped past Rimsha — stepping on her toes in the process — and left the room.
The step on her toes made her scream in pain, snapping her back to consciousness.
This was no ordinary step — her hand still bore chemical burns from the previous day’s punishment, and she had endured intense agony from that.
The new pain added to her misery.
Tears streamed silently as hunger gnawed at her — she hadn’t eaten since morning
It took nearly ten minutes before she could stand again, trembling and weak.
She thanked God for sparing her from further punishment, and hurried to tidy the room before he returned and found it in disarray.
Lion Treats Areef
Lion carried Areef straight to his room to administer first aid, completely forgetting about Rimsha.
His only concern was dressing the wound himself.
His eyes were bloodshot with worry — if you remembered, his greatest wish was for his brother’s full recovery.
Rimsha cleaned and arranged everything neatly.
She picked up his phone and placed it on the sofa, then paused.
What could she prepare for him to eat now?
She couldn’t dare ask Mark to cook — his stern, intimidating face terrified her.
She also knew Areef had said they never ate food from outside — only home-cooked meals.
So, what now?
Her whole body felt drained.
She returned to her room, face streaked with dried tears, her eyes swollen from crying.
Collapsing on her bed, she kept repeating “Hasbunallahu wa ni‘mal wakil” (“Allah is sufficient for us, and He is the best disposer of affairs”), praying for divine rescue.
The narrator explained the value of constant remembrance of Allah and seeking forgiveness (istighfar), recounting prophetic traditions where such prayers brought relief from hardship.
Also mentioned was a prophetic remedy for pregnant women — eating seven dates daily from the seventh month of pregnancy for an easy delivery and a healthy child — concluding with a request for prayers in return.
A deep, peaceful sleep took her over after the comfort she found in her prayers.
Even in sleep, she sighed with relief, fully aware of the power of supplication.