Chapter thirteen[sisterly love]
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Moving on is a sentence which contain only two words but yet sound really annoying to Muhammad.
Regret is a powerful and independent word on its own too. he knew he had regret everything he had done to her. He had apologize several times but it seems like he's apologizing to a hard concrete wall.
Jiddah, live her life happily. There was nothing like having a new boyfriend in her list, even the guy she entered his car two months ago was her course mate. She had never entered his car untill that day and it was on purpose and planned.
"ikram please try again. Save me and talk to her again. This should be the last time" muhammad pleaded.
"you said there are thousands of girls out there, then why won't you just go and choose from them, there are many better than her, jiddah. you know" ikram smirked.
"Oh my good God! " muhammad exclaimed.
"you are not getting any younger jikalle my grandson. Its time you settle down or do you want me to choose her for you" that was hajia.
At that time, if not because she's the one who gave birth to his father, he would have said he hate her but she's his blood so the love is natural.
"hajia i need time"
"its okay you have had ample time i don't know which kind of time you need again or do you want me to start searching for you among your relatives."
Muhammad processed what she said and he began to think, of all his female relative, none of them suit his tastes. He doesn't mean they are not beautiful, no he just don't like them.
"hajia i will search very soon"
"yauwa ko kai fa amma a nemo mana me asali. Better but she should have family background "
He sighed, feeling a thud in his chest.
"okay God willing " he stood up.
" i should have remembered this earlier" he murmured as he heed to his room.
He brought out his phone and turned it on. Waiting for a notification, nothing comes up. He sighed as he began to search his elder sister's contact in his phone book. looking at the screen where yaya aisha sister aisha appeared, he smiled and started thinking of what to tell her as an excuse, he remembered he didn't call her in four months interval.
He shook his head at the thought and felt guilty because his sister was a companion to him before she got married she was always his crying shoulder , she had saved him alot and was there for him all the time. Blood is thicker than water.
A smile escaped his lips as he remembered alot of memories they spent. She's a sister everyone would love to have. He pressed the dial pad as he put the phone on his ears. After two rings she picked up the call.
He gulped so hard before he found his voice down in his throat "Assalamu alaykum sister aisha, good evening " he cleared his throat one more time.
"wa'alaykumus salam my brother " she answered smiling
So there is no complaints and drama today he thought.
"how's uncle and my nephews"
"they are all fine i guess"
"you guess,? What happened "
"you are kidding me right? You don't what happened, when was the last time you visited me" she rolled her eyes.
Here comes the rants.
"I'm really sorry" his voice said it all, he regretted it. She sensed the tone in his voice and she smiled letting go.
"so wazzup (what's up)" she demonstrated how his friends used to do back then.
"so you never forget how i and my cliques used to talk" he laughed.
"how will i? When i was always correcting your english then" she laughed too.
"did you remembered that song sandalili sandalilii as a question...? " he asked.
"the one we used tease you that if you are a shoe shiner in your country ... She continued
Shoe shiner he chorused
Somebody know you well, if they look you up and down they will know that is true she continued admist laughter.
And that is true! He shouted laughing.
"i only recently found out that, that sandalilili sandalilili means standard of living even you mango park never knew the meaning ". he bursted
"really? " she laughed loudly waking up her baby.
They talked and laughed at some old memories and bade adieu because of her child's wails without him telling her the reason why he called.
- Writer
