Chapter 3
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I woke up the next day to a phone call made by Ali.
“Waqas, open your i********: now!” Ali bellowed. “You’ve got to see this!”
“What’s so important at eight in the morning?!”
“Our boy Hassam has become a man.”
I opened my Instragram app and the first thing on my feed was a picture of Hassam and an attractive Chinese girl.
“Not one day has passed and he has made a female friend” I asked Ali.
“Friend or girlfriend?”
Now, this girlfriend business I could not believe at first. As I mentioned before, Hassam was so shy he couldn’t approach a female cashier.
But the photograph suggested otherwise. The pose was like that of a couple. Hand in hand. Side by side.
In the afternoon, we three met up in my Renault Duster, and I messaged Hassam though in that sense I should’ve said we messaged him together.
“Who’s the girl?” Read my first text.
“Nobody. Just one of Hassa’s friends.”
We three looked at each other mischievously.
“So why were you holding hands with a nobody?”
Hassam took his sweet time in replying this time.
“Okay, yes. She is my girlfriend.” Read his next text.
We all let out gasps of surprise.
“You’ve been gone there a day and suddenly made a GF?” I texted back.
“Yeah. Me and my sis went to a movie with her friends. My GF, is the younger sister of one of Hassa’s friends. So we just hit it off.”
Before we could even think of a reply, Hassam messaged: “Vei is here, I’ll message you later.”
The rest of the afternoon was spent in discussion about what to do about this newly developed situation. And did the girl, Vei, know about Hassam’s deadly secret?
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