Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Husnah's Point Of View.

'If there is one thing I've always dreaded, is seeing a guy as sweet as him. May be I thought Nabeel look handsome and hot. But hell No! This one here is what I call a perfect definition of a handsome guy who's hot and the first guy who my heart almost missed a beat for him at first sight. Yaa Subhanallah... Lord! I really am not ready for this'.

I tried talking but the words just wouldn't pop out.

Damn!

I cleared my throat, adjusted my black veil and smiled. "AsSalamu Alaikum. Good afternoon".

"Afternoon. How are you?" He replied smiling at me.

Okay, okay... Lemme get things straight! This guy was sure going to drive me super crazy! Maybe I wasn't myself when I find Nabeel's voice attractive... Or maybe I was too dumb to notice that his voice were not as sweet and husky as I thought.

"How are you?" He asked again.

"I'm fine" I replied, smiling.

"Mummy, this is ancul Sadeeq". Amirah said happily hugging the guy by the side.

"Mummy?" He asked looking at me "is she your mummy?".

"Yes" amirah answered quickly "and i lobe her" she added.

'Oh lord! this girl won't be the end of me!'.

"I love this girl" I heard him say. His eyes were set on hamma khaleel but I can feel like he was referring to me. "She's so sweet and adorable, I bet Salima and her will make good friends".

Hamma khaleel gave out a hearty laugh, Addah summy only chuckled and I couldn't help but giggled even thou I didn't know why they were laughing.

"Kaman ka sani kuwa" hamma khaleel said between laughter. "I pity that one person that is gonna take care of them both" he added.

"Bari kawai. Those girls will surely drive a person crazy" the mystery guy said.

Ugghhh! It was so annoying that I still didn't know his name. Why was I even bothered?

"Sis" Addah summy called me, tapping me by my shoulder "I need to talk to you".

"Sure" I said, getting up quickly. I was very nervous and my palms were all sweaty. Lord! What the hell was happening?.

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"Me kike jira har yanxu baki fitar da miji ba?" Addah summy asked being serious all of the sudden as soon as we were in my bedroom. "You think you're growing any younger ne?" She added.

I screwed my face up, turning to the other side and avoiding her gaze. Why does she have to bring this up at a time like this?

"Magana nake fa" she said again a little bit irritated.

"I still haven't found the right guy for me" I said slowly.

"You are crazy Asma'u. Nace bakida hankali. How many guys have come and go in the past five years? What the hell is wrong with you? Kina ganin kinma kanki adalci kenan or what? You're here suffering yourself while Nabeel and his wife are there happy in each others embrace. Snap out of this life you want to put yourself to! It's not the best Husnah... kina jina koh?".

Damn hormones! Why do tears have to roll down my cheeks? I am done crying... I didn't wanted to cry anymore over that piece of garbage called Nabeel... I didn't want to even think about him at all. But how could that be possible when I had his blood over here with me? How could that be possible when that one person I loved most in the whole world looked exactly like him? Why did she even have to look like him? I was hoping she'd look like me but the girl went up to her dad's sleeves.

"Where is Fahad?" She asked when she noticed I wasn't ready to answer her.

"I don't know and I really don't want to know" I replied absent mindly.

"Why won't you marry him ne wai?".

"Kai, Addah!" I said angrily, "Allah ya tsare ni nikam! Please, dan Allah don't bring him up right now. Addah I am not ready for any relationship right now. I have a broken heart I need to tend to. And a four years plus old daughter. Please, I am still too young to face issues like this" I said crying bitterly. Everything seemed like it just happened right that very instant... and I just couldn't stop the tears from falling. Yeah... I'd let them fall, maybe I'd feel better.

I felt Addah summy hugging me by the side... Trying to calm me down and I just broke into another series of tears. Damn those tears!.

"I am so sorry sis" she said. Her voice was low, and I knew she was fighting to keep her tears. "I just want you to be happy again".

"You want me to be happy?" I asked, removing myself from her hug, "then please stop bringing up marriage issues. I seriously can't handle them".

"But I can't seem to understand why you can't give Fahad a chance. You guys can work things out mana Asma'u" Addah Summy said, sounding very angry this time around. "Don't tell me you're shunning him away because he's Nabeel's best friend" she added bitterly.

"How can you expect me to marry Fahad? Even if he's not Nabeel's friend, he used to frame me. Ashe ma so nake a yarda nayi abinda ake zargi na" I replied sounding very hurt.

"To hell with people's thought. Why are you so stubborn ne? Can't you, for once, think about Aminah's (Amirah) future, she needs a dad miss. A fatherly figure".

"Then I am going to return her to her dad". I said closing my eyes.

"Have you forgotten he told you he knows nothing about that baby? He denied ever being her father miss. If you're being ignorant about that fact then let me remind you".

'Ughhh! I hate you more than anything in this world Nabeel. Only Allah can judge the case between us! Wawa, dan iska kawai!'.

"Can we please drop this issue?" I uttered, sounding defeated.

"If you wish. But please Husnah... think about Aminah's future. She needs a dad real soon. Allah zaba mafi Alkhairi".

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"Na kusa in mareki fa" I scolded Amirah. "Stand still and let me finish dressing you up else we're going to leave you behind".

"I am sorry" she said pouting.

"I look cute" she said jumping up. "Yeeeeyyyy!".

"Uhmm... I am more cuter" I teased, showing her my tongue and winking at her.

"Nooo" she whined. "I am more bitiful" she added pouting.

"Fine, you look super beautiful angel" I said, kissing her cheeks.

"I lobe you mom" she said kissing me too before rushing outside. I sighed, 'I love you too baby'. I mused to myself.

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I dressed quickly in my brown kimono with make up too.

But I was super baffled when I saw the mystery guy standing outside holding his car keys with all the kids around him.

"Mom, kijo mu tafi" Amirah shouted.

"Look who we've been waiting for" said the mystery guy in his husky voice. "You wouldn't mind if I drive you out to the park right?".

How the hell could I even say NO to him? I wouldn't, even if I wanted to!. I nodded and strolled with them over to his car.

We had fun. And I just didn't know why I felt comfortable around him. It was a weird feeling!

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Two weeks later...

My headache is becoming worst and I know it was all due to the stress and ups and downs.

'Who say handling your own mall is easy? Its hell!'.

I was seating in my office, my head buried in my hands which were resting on the table.

My telephone buzzed and I wanted ignoring it, but I didn't know why Stella kept calling, So I just picked it up.

"Yes Stella" I said, trying to be myself.

"Sorry to disturb ma'am. But you have a visitor".

"A visitor? Who's that?" I asked.

"He's not giving name and he sounds desperate"

"Okey, send him in" I said.

By Allah, if I only knew, just if I knew... I wouldn't have tell Stella to send him in.

What the hell was Nabeel doing here?.

"I'm here for my daughter Husnah" he said quickly before I could even say a word.

'What! Did I just hear him right?'

"I want to take her with me. She needs a fatherly figure and I also needs my daughter with me". He said again.

I couldn't even bring myself to say a word, I just stood there, stunned at what he was saying, and couldn't even find words in my mouth.

'Nabeel is nuts!'.

"Excuse me mister. But I seriously don't like the idea of you visiting my fiancée. I'm the jealous type, and just hate it when I see a guy around her" said a voice I never knew would come at a time like that.

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