  &quot;I love Maryam, Ya Girema. And I hate the sight of Nafisa, can you do something about it?&quot; He decided to be truthful and she seemed gladdened because this was the first time Na'im had ever shared something that bothered him with her, it was an honor to her. 
  &quot;If that's the case, I'd make sure you two don't end up married. Come to my chamber later so we can speak about it, okay?&quot; He nodded with the beginning of a smile and she grinned at him before she walked away. He wondered what his mother looked like or who she was as a person, but he knew if Ya Girema had been blessed with a child, she would have been one of the most amazing mother's in the world. 
  It didn't take him a minute since when he sat down and they were asked to go to the balcony with Nafisa so they could talk things out. While the parents moved aside differently to talk as well. Na'im sat on the ch

  &quot;Guards! Take him out of my sight.&quot; It was so painful to hear and so difficult for him to believe that he was the one his father was treating this way today. Something he had never imagined in his entire life. 
  He trudged on his feet and staggered backwards at how dizzy he felt, he didn't know where he was going to but he just knew he had to leave this palace for good. Even though he knew she might still be in the palace just that he didn't know where, and her phone was still in her room, Na'im knew he'd die if he stayed there for more minutes. 
  One of the guards tried to touch him to help him out when he shrugged off and with a voice that was laced with pain and anger, he thundered, &quot;None of you should dare lay his hand on me, or I'd make sure he's no longer breathing.&quot;
  He kept staggering as he walked out of the chamber and when he saw his car parked outside,

  Even though Maryam wasn't good with directions, which was the reason she hadn't told her about the apartment which had most of her clothes, she was able to navigate her way through the dim light until she got to the room she had told her about. She walked inside and turned on the light before she sighed, forgetting that it wasn't just about getting her way in, what if on her way out she bumped into him?
  She knew he hated the sight of her and she didn't hate him for that because she knew he ought to hate whoever called Ya Gumsu his mother for what she had been doing to him all his life. She knew he might not take it lightly with her, so immediately, Saima got to work before he was back from wherever he went to. 
  The bag she had came with was filled and she saw that there was still more that Maryam would need, judging from how none of them was sure about the duration she would be sta

&quot;I love Maryam, Ya Girema. And I hate the sight of Nafisa, can you do something about it?&quot; He decided to be truthful and she seemed gladdened because this was the first time Na'im had ever shared something that bothered him with her, it was an honor to her. 
  &quot;If that's the case, I'd make sure you two don't end up married. Come to my chamber later so we can speak about it, okay?&quot; He nodded with the beginning of a smile and she grinned at him before she walked away. He wondered what his mother looked like or who she was as a person, but he knew if Ya Girema had been blessed with a child, she would have been one of the most amazing mother's in the world. 
  It didn't take him a minute since when he sat down and they were asked to go to the balcony with Nafisa so they could talk things out. While the parents moved aside differently to talk as well. Na'im sat on the chair and stared at the palace while he appreciated the cool night breeze on his skin. He had missed M

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