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"Jameel listen to me! You didn't have to fight him like that, you could have killed him!" I was afraid of the possibility that the neighbours might hear us screaming at the top of our voices, newly Wed couple at that but I don't care. Jameels rage is something I am afraid of, I wouldn't know what I'd have done if something had happened to Buhari.
"Oh woah! You're taking his side. I should have known that you are someone of this character, you were flirting with a stranger and you think it's my fault? Is like you've forgotten that you are married?" Jameel spat, why is he getting so worked up for goodness sake?
"Do you really think that way of me? Do you think I'd cheat?" my heart was sinking by the moment and I hope it won't shatter if his reply is what I'm dreading.
"Maybe if you hadn't given him the forum to reach this length , maybe if you had shut him up the moment he started talking, maybe if you had not allowed him to bring you home while in your own home there are plenty cars here, who is he anyways?"
My heart has already shattered, even if I know we don't share any feelings, I was expecting him to trust me a little bit. But that's always my problem, I expect too much from everyone.
"Why would I tell you? It's not like it matters to you. You can't even trust me and that is what pains the most. What wrong has he done? Buhari was only speaking the truth, he doesn't annoy me and shout at me all the time, he isn't bipolar and most importantly he is far different from you!"
I have always been scared of my own anger because I mess things up and say things that would actually hurt that person later, that's something I and Jameel have in common. The only difference is that he doesn't care if that person would be hurt or not. But now, it seems like I have learnt from him, I don't even feel bad for talking back at him because that's what he has been doing since I married him.
As usual I couldn't control my tears and I can't even stop myself from staring at how handsome he is.
"You' always make me shout, you always disturb and distract me! And then you allow someone other than me to drop you at the gate?! I'm so sick of you." he yelled, out of anger or frustration? I really don't know.
"I'm not a child for you to shout at me whenever you like!? I know what I am doing okay?"
"Right, you're not a child then you could have come home by yourself but no, you wanted to have fun right? You called an outsider to take you in his car.."
"I don't have time for your nonsense, I need not give explanation to who doesn't even want to know the whole story, and even if I did, you won't believe me would you?" with that I left Jameel in the sitting room alongside his arrogance and anger.
He has a problem with Buhari dropping me off then why didn't he offer to take me to and fro ? If this wasn't my life I would have said that he's just a jealous husband but no, he is Jameel, someone who had promised to ruin my life. I have to keep reminding myself of what he had said so that it'd hurt less, at least I'm convincing myself.
I don't know if this marriage is really going to work out. There seems to be misunderstanding, lack of trust and zero communication. All my life, I always wish to have someone who will love me endlessly, someone who will look pass all my flaws and someone who will accept me just the way I am. I find myself in a world of fantasy and day dreams, seems like novels are having a bad effect on me. Sadly, I don't think that the love stories written on novels and films too can ever happen in reality.
Nostalgia settles inside of me as I soak the pillow in the guest room with tears, I'm missing my siblings so much especially now that I'm all alone here. Although someone is in the house with me but it feels as if I'm living with an enemy.
I picked my phone and dialed Aminah's number, she picked up at the second ring.
"Assalamu alaikum Ya Aree, wallah I know you would be angry with me because I haven't called since you got married. Been busy with school stuffs lately," Aminah said, guilt filled her voice. It was true that I wanted to challenge her right away, I was expecting her call but I could never get angry with any of my siblings. I love them too much.
"I would have smacked you, you know? You're using that guy as an excuse right?" I joked, I knew she has a boyfriend but she hasn't really given me the details about him so it's just a way to start the conversation.
"No.. Okay maybe yes, He's sending his greetings." she said in defeat, she knew I would always catch up on her lie.
"Really?!" I shouted in excitement, somehow my mood has been lifted. I could not believe that My younger sister has a boyfriend.
"Yeah yeah, Taheer is so sweet." she said in awe, I already knew she's head over heels for him.
"But you two aren't doing anything stupid right?" I said sternly, although she trusts him so much but I don't because I haven't met him.
"He's too innocent sis, he doesn't even hold my hands!" I was full on laughing as I picture Aminah's face.
"That's good you know? Infact I'd really like to meet him. He sounds like a good boy." I was happy that my sister landed in good hands, I wouldn't have forgiven myself if he had led her into immoral acts.
"He keeps on saying that everything is after marriage, I mean I'm still in my last year of highschool! Sis, Some times I wonder how lucky I am, like literally all the girls in my school seduces him and they think he's a playboy, they didn't know that he doesn't even like touching my hands."
Somehow I find myself a tiny bit jealous of Aminah, although I have a husband but I can't even experience what love is. Aminah is lucky to find one even before time.
"You should try to keep things going the way they are alright? With prayers everything will go well. Insha Allah you will get married to the one you love." I said, sadly.
"Just like you Ya Aree, by the way how's Ya Jameel?" the mention of his name made me recall all his hurtful words minutes ago. I don't want to ruin my night.
"No, I want to talk about you today okay? How's Ikhsaan and Imaan baby?" I changed the topic. I didn't want to discuss my personal life with my younger sister, she wouldn't understand a thing anyways.
"Ikhsaan just went out and I think Imaan is in her room, should I give her the phone?" I said yes and Aminah took a minute before Imaan was put into the line.
"Assalamu alaikum Ya Aree," her tiny little voice broke my heart and I felt running over to my father's house to hug her tightly.
"Imaan baby.. " I was lost of words as a tear slipped out of my eyes.
"I have missed you.. " she said and started crying. I was also crying but I didn't want to let her know.
"But I didn't miss you, you know why?" her cries stopped the moment she heard what I said.
"Why?"
"Because you are always with me, you're in my heart and I have a gallery full of your pictures. I can't miss you because you're inside of me, am I not inside of you?"I asked.
"I won't miss you anymore, because you are always with me right?" she asked after a few minutes of silence. I pictured her face wiping her stray tears away.
"Yes now go to sleep, won't you come to my place tomorrow?"
"I'll ask Mum if we can, I'll cry if she doesn't allow us to tho," she said and I laughed. She wished me a good night and handed the phone to Aminah.
"How's mum?" I asked Aminah, I wanted to know because I'm not so heartless like her.
"She's fine and in her room, you want to talk to her also?"
"No, I'll ca-ll her myself.. " I'm not sure if I would because I don't know what I'd say to her and it's not like I'm interested in talking to her. But I still respect her. Aminah and I hanged up mafter informing that they'd be here tomorrow and I'm back to what I had ran from.
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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...
