“Yeah,they even pitty you females.” And he gisted me about how he also suffered in the hands of those soldiers. We laughed when we recalled some of the funny things we or our colleagues did.
“By the way,the khaki looked good on yoy.” He commented with a smile.
“Aww thanks love.” I smiled back.
“So,how is the guy?” He asked.
“Aslam you mean?” He nodded. “He is fine,I guess,he called me while i was there.”
He called me about three times and the conversation always starts with ‘hey’ and ends with ‘okay bye’. I don’t know if that’s how our discussion would be after marriage. I hope it’s not though because I’m a chatterbox and I expect him to be one also.
His expression changed into a serious one. “Mamii,are you really sure you want to spend your whole life with him?” He said the ‘him’ irritatedly. One thing is for sure, Khalil doesn’t like Aslam.
“I’m sure,by the grace of Allah,everything would work out perfectly fine.”
“So you think he loves you?”he asked again looking at me.
“I think he does,because his mom told umma that he was eager to get married to me”
“Interesting” he nodded. He was fond of the word ‘interesting’ he always say it even when what is being said is not interesting at all. He smiled but the smile looked forced.
We were both sitting quietly,so I decided to make the atmosphere cool.
“Why don’t you find a bride so we’d get married the same day?I know you’d say you don’t have. What am I saying? Of course you don’t,for the day I met you up till this day you have been single. You know what? Why don’t I play a match maker?” I clapped my hands excitedly. “Why don’t you get married to Hadiza. That girl that has been crushing on you for almost forever.”
He looked at me as if i said something that was haraam. “Maamii I already know you’re getting married so please don’t rub it in my face even further.” He said trying to sound as calm as possible.
“I’m sorry i didn’t mean it that way,I was only trying to tease you.” I voiced.
“It’s okay.” He smiled.
“I should get going now.” I said getting up.
“So soon?” He said checking his wristwatch.
“Yes,umma will start calling me if I don’t go now.”
He also got up “so when will i
see you again?” He asked.
“I really don’t know,umma won’t let me go out after today.” I replied.
He sighed, “promise me you will make time to see me before your wedding.”
“Khali love,I really can’t promise you that.” I uttered.
“Please Maami,promise me” he was looking at my eyes. They looked sad.
I smiled,I can’t say no to him,it’s my khalil after all. “I promise.”
He smiled “bye,until then,I will call you”
I nodded and hopped into the car and left,thinking about why he would want to see me and what excuse I’d give to umma..
Faisal Khalil’s POV.
It’s been three weeks now since I last saw Mamii,next week would be her wedding. I still can’t believe it. Sometimes when I think about it,I just wish it could all be a dream. Since she told me about her wedding,things have been different,we hardly talk. I knew she was going to get married,of course she must,but I didn’t expect it to be this soon.
I’m going to miss her soo much. Sometimes I feel like punching my self for not confessing my love to her. It wouldn’t hurt right? But I know mamii so well. If I dare confess my love to her,I’m sure she would hate me. I don’t know what kind of a person she is. She has never had a boyfriend,and any guy who shows interest in her will be reciprocated with hatred. But that Aslam guy,I don’t know what he gave to her that she fell in love with him instantly.
She always tells me about her celebrity and i********: crush but she never told me about him. Maybe it was love at first sight. Or perhaps he jinxed her.
I wish I could take his place in her heart but,what to do? She doesn’t love me. It’s better we remain best friends than her to hate me after confessing my love to her. So I will just lock up my feelings for her. But I’m loosing her already,she will soon be someone else’s…I’ve lost her.
I got dressed in a black sweatpants and white tee shirt,wore my black palms with face cap. Mamiii said she likes it when i dress like that.
I took my car keys and drove to the garden where we would meet. I sat down under the gazebo. I needed some time alone first,to clear my head before I call her:
I remember the first time I saw her,it was at her school. I escorted my friend to go pick up his brother,when I spotted her outside the window of the last floor. The few students that were present were screaming for help. The security ran upstairs. I didn’t know what i was doing,but I found myself running to her rescue. I told the securities to leave everything to me,and they did,because they were scared,I guess.
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I saw her at a restaurant, she went there with her sisters,I went over to their place to say hi,thinking she might recognise me,but she did not. Basma and samirah were friendly but she,she was acting all arrogant and that made me like her. She was dressed in a black abaya and a black veil. She had a petite figure and still has. She has a big hazel eyes,which even attracted me to her at first. She has a heart shaped lips. She is chocolate skinned. And her voice,damn!! She has this sweet voice that can melt any body’s heart. She is just so beautiful.
I had asked for her number but she refused to give me,she thought I was flirting with her,I also surprised myself with how I was talking because anybody who knows me knows I’m an introvert but seeing her made me do things I never imagined. I sided with Basma and bribed her with some money so she could give me her number and she happily did.