Chapter nine [the call]
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"how was your exams"? Muhammad asked.
"fine" jiddah replied shortly in a low voice.
"what's wrong with you my other half"
"what did you notice? I'm fine" she replied.
"but you seem like someone who is in trouble, something must be worrying you in the inside " he said with full concerned.
Jiddah wanted to say yes because he is saying the truth. They are in trouble. But she kept quiet and hang up the call because she didn't trust her self anymore, she could start crying anytime.
She didn't even know whether her goal at school is going to be achieved.
Everytime she's writing an exam, she zoned out. Yesterday that she was writing physics (electricity and magnetism )which was calculation and a bit of theories, she kept writing muhammad instead of stating the law correctly.
She even wasted an answer booklet because she did mistake while writing her name on it.
She slumped over the bed and put the pillow on her head thinking.
If only she has a father with her, maybe all these would not have happen.
If only they are rich, her mother will not despise the riches.
If only her mummy will tell her who is she. Come to think of it, she didn't know her mother's name.
She knows no one from her mother's relatives.
Did she just fall from the sky same as her mummy since her mummy didn't have parent?
If only her mummy will tell her the story of their lifes!
"what are you doing alone" her mother's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"mummy, nothing ".
"alright come out"
She nodded and stood on her feet as she head to their parlour.
"mummy what's your name" jiddah questioned.
"maman jiddoh, Jiddah's mum "
"but mummy thats not a name" jiddah whined.
"its a name now, since its what people call me with"
"okay then, why do you choose to hide your name?
Why don't you want me to ask about who are you and me?
Where are your relatives?
Where do you come from?
Why do you hate the riches and why are we here? " jiddah poured all the questions at once.
"jiddoh! Watch your actions and learn to seal your mouth in case you have forgotten, I'm your mother" Jiddah's mummy spat and left the parlour.
Why?!
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"guess what" hafsa, Jiddah's friend asked.
"what? And don't ask another question please you know i hate suspense" jiddah spoke.
"Baffa is getting married to khadijah" hafsa replied.
"which khadijah?"
"the same khadijah you know"
Jiddah felt a lump in her throat, she began to boil in but finally spoke.
"May god bless the union"
"ameen, can you believe it they brought twelve boxes for the bridal gift, including a golden necklace "
"hafsa shut up! Enough is enough leave me alone "
Why is she even jealous.?
"Sorry then" hafsa apologized.
"no its nothing, i didn't know i said it,you know exam stress and all thats why"
"no i never took it serious, afterall i know how hauwa jiddah is"
Jiddah smiled, a mixed emotional smile. A smile which behind it were alot of unspoken words.
"you know what"? Hafsa asked.
"nope" Jiddah popped.
"I'm just wondering how mother's love feel like, i never know it. I grow up sadly without a mother even though my grandma takes good care of me, i know its never compared to mother's love" hafsa spoke her eyes puffy.
"no hafsa don't cry please. May your mother's soul continue to rest in peace. God's with you wherever you are dear" jiddah patted her.
"alright thank you jiddah, let me go before she starts looking for me"
So you should even thank your lord that you have a mother. Jiddah's subconscious reminded.
"let me escort you" jiddah stood up looking for her hijab. "mummy i will escort hafsa please" "don't stay long".
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"maami have you talked to Abba concerning my marriage "? Muhammad asked through the other sideof the phone after they exchanged pleasantries.
"muhammad when do you become like this, you want to leave me so soon right"
"no maami i don't want to be late that's why, you know i can't stand seeing jiddah marry any other person "
"yes we have talked about it and we concluded that once you come back, we will start the wedding arrangements "
"thank you maami, where's ikram"? He sighed, relieved.
"she's in her room, yes i remember your elder sister is here too and she wants to talk to you"
"maami don't give her please I'm shy to talk to her because it had been so long since i called her. "
Maami didn't wait for him to finish talking as she gave Muhammad's sister, Aisha the phone.
"ay min afuwa ran ki ya dade forgive me your royal highness " he spoke as soon as aisha started talking .
"you have no excuse to offer, i have even forgotten i have a junior brother" aisha complained.
"I'm sorry sister aisha, i was occupied by work that's why"
"yes and you call maami and ikram everyday but you can't call me"
"How's uncle basheer and the kids" he dodged.
"he's fine, and the kids have forgotten you" she spoke rolling her eyes.
"they should chill and remember me because if i come back they will be tired of me"
"you are just saying as if i don't know you. "
Muhammad kept quiet as he ran his fingers through his silky black hair.
"so you are getting married and you don't care to introduce the bride to me"
"who said so, I'm in Russia how can i get married ".
"stop faking, you think i don't know anything, anyways congratulations you have gotten yourself a very beautiful and respectful wife"
"do you know her"
"yes now, jiddoh is the name huh? "
"nope my babes name is jiddah"
"the same thing , let me go here's ikram waiting for me to give her the phone "
"alright sister aisha regards to everyone and i promise to be calling everyday "
"no if you like don't call" she handed ikram the phone.
"yaya Muhammad" she squealed
"little sister how are you"?
"I'm fine, when are you coming back. Me and aunty jiddah missed you so much"
"in two months time God willing " he informed her and they continued to chat.
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