Chapter 35 My personal maid

• Jamal felt afraid and vulnerable and got angry at the feelings and the man who had fueled such emotions in him. He needed assurance and comfort from someone. He just walked on without thinking about his destination and became angry when he saw himself standing in front of the kitchen. Why was he here? The woman in there was the last person who would even think about alleviating his worries. As he turned to leave, he saw the kitchen head running towards him and realized that he couldn't leave anymore.
• "Sultan." The woman bowed to him when she got to where he stood. "To what do we owe such a visit? Did we do something wrong?" The woman asked, shivering and fear reflecting in her voice.
• Jamal thought she might faint if she continued that way. Was he always inflicting fears even in the heart of the women? How can he get out of the place without giving out the reason he was here in the first place? He smiled as an idea revealed itself.