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Jameel already found out everything about my life. I told him not to gain sympathy from him, but because he was hell bent on knowing. Even though, a part of me wants him to at least change towards me but I know it'll take alot of time.

He had already left for work and I was glad. I couldn't even look at him in the face like the way I did before, I feel shy even more of him having found out my truth. No one earns my trust easily and neither do I trust someone easily too, I am too quick to judge and I over think many situations but that's perk of introversion.

I am clouded with thoughts like: what if Jameel still doesn't change? What if he tells everyone that I am a killer? What if he uses this weakness against me?

I needed to get out of the house before my head explode with all this thought but where would I go? I have to glue it to my head that I am a married woman now.

My thoughts drifted to that of my friends. I decided to give all of them a call.

Christy picked up at the last ring and I can guess that she is just waking up. "Holy shit! Who the hell are you calling me so early in the morning?"

I stifle a laugh. Christy wasn't so violent, at least not compared to Hannan. But when she's having her good time sleep you don't want to interrupt. I'm glad I wasn't close to her now or else I was so getting it from her.

"I've been married for a day! And my friends have forgotten about me?" I fake  sound offended and I could here hissing from the other end.

"Ree, you woke me up just to remind me that you still exist? Tf? Jameel has all his time for you why do we need to bother." I can imagine her already making her bed. I practically learnt it from her.

"So? I have missed you." I say again, in earnest. I was truly missing all the funs we've heard together. I can't even wait for Monday to roll bye.

"Woah, why does it sound odd coming from your place," I gave a laugh at that.

"Silly, How's life with you?" I wasn't asking about her life generally, it was particularly about Michael's impact on her life. I just hope she'd forget about everything but it is not easy.

"Good, well bad too. I mean, my thoughts keep wandering back to him and it feels like I keep being wounded all over again. I thought of taking Yoga classes, or swimming to keep my attention off him." she said. I felt bad for her. She wants a distraction from all of what had happened.

"It's a good idea, Christy. Yoga and swimming seems good for you, you'd do just fine I'm sure about it. Just go with the one you're interested in," I advised, I imagined her smiling again.

"Thank you Areezah, really thank you so much." she wasn't only apologizing for now, it seems she's apologizing for how I had treated Michael.

"You're always welcome." I said before we said our byes.

Iklimah was the next I called, she didn't pick at the first ring and then I called back for the second time then she picked.

"Oh so you finally remembered me today?" She said, sounding more offended than I had thought. I laughed, why is all of them saying that I forgot them. I just got married yesterday for goodness sake.

"And why would I forget you, no how possibly can I?" I said as a matter of fact. Even if I have to forget everyone, I can't forget Iklimah likewise Ilkimah! I mean they are the set of twins who could entertain you without being paid.

"Now don't flatter me, I can't wait for us to meet on Monday really. I'm already getting tired of staying at home and working all day," she said. And I laughed. Over the phone I could here someone's voice saying, "Are you getting tired of me? Babe what do I do to keep you happy, okay don't work no more I promise I won't annoy you." That must be her husband Fauzan.

"Awwwn," I gushed at how they sounded and Ilkimah hissed.

"Come on Ree, he's just saying it. If I drop this phone right now he'll disturb the hell outta me!" Ilkimah boomed playfully, this is the kinda relationship I want. Where the husband and wife playfully banters together.

"Babe I love you,"Fauzan said

"I don't love you," Ilkimah replied. I was feeling like the third party but something kept me from hanging the phone call.

"Okay I don't love you too." Fauzan said.

"What? You just gonna say you don't love me?" I laughed. What did she expect?

"I love you more babe, I knew you didn't mean it." Fauzan said in earnest.

I laughed before ending the call, if only Jameel could be sweet like this.

I called Ilkimah next, but maybe she wasn't close-by. She'd see my missed call later and hopefully she calls back.

Hannan was next and I purposely didn't call her first because I knew being on phone call with her seems never ending. We would talk about everything and everything till we get tired.

"Hello bitch! Isn't it great hearing my voice early in the morning?" I rolled my eyes at her choice of words, Her sarcasm was something I could never get enough of.

"I know you must have heard your husband's name this early morning before mine so whats the issue?" I said playfully.

"Damn you right, Areezah you don't know how happy I am having him in my life. He's everything I have ever dreamt of, he's so sweet! Right now he's in the kitchen making our breakfast." she says enthusiastically, it gives me joy seeing someone I will call my closet friend happy with her marriage life really, but I can't help it, comparing Hannan's Husband to Jameel. I'd wish Jameel was so sweet as they'd described in novels. No he can never be, I was even the one that made breakfast today!

"I'm so happy for you Hannan, you're one hell of a lucky girl." I praised, she gushes and thank me.

"How's my brother? Hope you're treating him good. I know he can be hard sometimes but not on you, he talks about you everyday since after it was announced that you two will be betrothed." she tells me, it was something I couldn't believe. Jameel talks about me?

"Really, that's new. What does he have to say about me?" I pry, my curiosity got me questioning my sister in law.

"Why don't you find out yourself? He's your husband after all and I'm sure he must have won your heart yesterday," even if I can't see Hannan, I can picture how smugly she must be smiling now.

"Oh please, if only you knew." I blurted

"what?" she asked, I panicked racking my brain for a good lie to come up with.

"I thought you said something?" she repeated.

"Uh No! I mean nothing," I squeaked, I am a terrible liar. Thank God she isn't near if not it would have been written over my face that I am lying.

"Is the food not ready yet?" Hannan shouted, I guess talking to her husband. I thought of hanging up because there isn't anything left to be said but she brought the topic of a guy that was stalking me since the day I entered the college. My mind drifted away from the sad thoughts that wanted coming in, we talked for a bit more time before saying our byes.

It is exactly two in the afternoon and I was already loosing my sanity at home. I honestly didn't have problem before being a loner, but there's this force in this house that's pushing me. I can't find anything to do and am completely bored out of my nuts.

I got bored that I had to start counting how many tiles we have in this house.

Mother in law!

In a way,  I find myself afraid of my mother-in-law, Mrs Hajarah isn't someone I can describe as rude but that was before that I didn't have any relationship tied with her son.

We practically live in thesame house but I haven't even gone to great her. I gulped, what would she say?

I wonder if she'd be like all those mother-in-laws in movies or even the ones I have seen in real life. I'd really hate it if she causes misunderstanding between Jameel and I but then again, Jameel and I have always had misunderstandings.

I knocked on her door softly, getting nervous by the minute. I cant turn back right as much as I want to since she's already fumbling with the keys inside.

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