Areezah's point of view.
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This project work isn't my thing since I haven't eaten anything for the day apart from breakfast. My frustration doubled over as I was assigned with someone I have disliked since when I've been in this school -Buhari.
Buhari has been a stalker of mine right from my secondary school. I even heard rumours that he applied to the same university as me because he wanted to be with me. He had asked me out, quiet alright but I just don't like him.
His aura is of something else, I can't even put my finger on it. Although he's no more of a nuisance like he was before but I just don't like him. Hannan had thought him lesson one or two times but he still isn't getting the idea that I don't like him.
My thoughts drifted back to Jameel's ,I was expecting him to maybe drop me off before going to work but he didn't. How stupid of me to expect something like that from him.
"Look it's past six, Fawwaz has been calling me non stop we should just end it here."Iklimah said in distress, we were all working in one group but we haven't really found out much about our research and from the looks of it time isn't by our side.
"Fauzan is already waiting for me outside, please we should call it a day."Ilkimah also said. The twins weren't doing much about the project work, they instead entertained us with their new marriage life.
"I'll text Kabir right away to come pick me up too," Hannan added. Christy was the only one not in our group. She was assigned with other course mates.
"Who will pick you up then Reezah?" Iklimah asked, seeing that I was the only one not saying anything about my drive home. In fact, she has been noticing my quietness whenever it comes to our husbands. I don't have anything to say do I? It's not like he even likes me.
"Uhm.. I" my words were cute off by Buhari saying. "I'll give her a lift." he said it in such a way that didn't give me a minute to refuse and before I knew it, "Okay great," "It's settled then," "That's a relief," said my friends.
"But, what about Jameel?" Iklimah furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, I give her the credit of being so sensitive to the things around her.
"Uhm, he's busy." That was the only excuse I could come up with at the moment. He's a workaholic and he's always busy but I know he's the manager of where he works which means he can leave the office whenever he wants, besides the work is so lenient with him that he closes 4pm but I wasn't going to tell them that.
"but this is 6 past something, he closes 4 if I can vividly recall." Hannan caught on me. Of course, it's her brother after all.
"He is tired, I told him to stay at home and rest." I lied, to my friends. I feel absolutely guilty for doing this but I just can't help it, will I be able to spill the beans? I just can't tell on my husband can I? Even though we don't have the best relationship I still value the fact that he respects me and my wishes. Like a few times where he allows me to sleep in a separate room, he doesn't restrict me from doing anything, he isn't forcing anything on me and I can say yes that I have freedom. But, he just would not stop screaming or scolding me, whether it was my mistake or not.
"Awwwwn!" three of my friends gushes, making me feel guilty even more than before. I swallowed a lump in my throat readying to plaster a fake smile.
In no time the twins were picked up by their respective husband's followed by Hannan. I was now left with Buhari who seems to be so quiet this evening.
"I think I should get going, you don't need to stress yourself I'll just take a cab." I suggest, I silently wish he will agree with me because I didn't like the idea of being in the same car with a stranger, he's more like a stranger because I don't know him properly.
"No way, I'm not going to let you go home by yourself. Not when I have a car, I mean no harm trust me."
Somehow, I wanted to get home fast because the drive from here to my house is far, and I doubt if any rickshaw passes here.
I didn't have any choice but to hop into his car.
The drive was full of awkward conversations and I couldn't wait to reach my destination. "It's been pretty long since we had a proper convo," he started.
"We never had a proper conversation Buhari," I countered. I have never considered being friends with him, I knew he wanted us to be more than friends but I wasn't ready for a relationship really. But anyways, everything has changed now. Im married.
"That's because you never wanted one," he fired back. He was right. His character isn't bad and he is very charming, some times I wonder why he fell in love with someone like me. I once tried to view him in a different light, like see him as someone who is more than a friend because he was persistent back then. But I couldn't. And I don't think I will ever.
"We are here.. " He said drawing my attention away from my thoughts.
"How did you know my house?" I was surprised, I didn't mention that I live here.
"I've always been your stalker you know, I still am." he confessed, scratching his head awkwardly.
"Buhari, you know that I am married now. I have a personal life now and it'd be better if you stop intruding on it." I needed to make it clear that I am off limits. I'm not single, I'm married. I'm taken or whatever they call it.
"I know, but how do I stop? It is not my fault that I fell into an unrequited love. Areezah, I can never imagine my future with someone other than you really, I have always loved you right from the beginning and even now."
The AC in the car is active but the beads of sweat on my forehead says otherwise. No one has ever said these type of things to me and I am so clueless as to what to do at this particular moment.
"Look Buhari, I understand your feelings but why can't you just get it? I don't want you to make things hard for both of us... I really cannot reciprocate your feelings, married or not." I said sternly, this is right, right? I mean, I don't what to sound too harsh.
"I'll make you happy, if it's being happy I know you are not happy with your husband. Areezah please, leave him. I promise to love you unconditionally, I can't even think of a day without you if you do this to me.. "
A loud bang was heard and before I knew it Buhari was on the floor. Jameel pounced on him in fury like a lion and started punching him non stop. I stand still frozen, without knowing what to do. What the Jahannam?
"Jameel stop! Please stop! You're going to kill him!" I found my voice the moment I see that Buhari could possibly pass out and loose his life. Blood smuggled all over his face and I know for sure that his nose is broken. Jameel's knuckles turned red with Buhari's blood and I felt nauseous by the sight in front of me.
"Jameel please." I pleaded and he stopped abruptly, staggering back.
"Son of a bastard! Who are you?! You're hitting on my wife? My wife? Don't you know that she's married? How dare you say that she's not happy, who are you to determine where her happiness lies. I'm leaving you today, just try me next time. If you dare lay a single eye on my wife, wallah I will kill you." with that he dragged me by my arm and led me inside in hurry.
I was not the one being threatened but I feel like one. His words holds so much meaning. They are so vicious and scary that I begin to fear for Buhari. I just hope he abides by what Jameel has told him, otherwise I'm afraid of what he will do to him.
Somehow I'm more afraid of what might happen to Jameel if he did killed Buhari.
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Romance"I told you, you would regret saying this didn't I?" he whispered, so close to me. He was right. I'm regretting every word I had said that night. "You made a promise, and now you've broken it." he added. "Even you Jameel, where is the revenge you...
