Resounding Rhythm Of Rutted Love

Chapter 4 Coerced To Visit

14 June 2021

Assalamo alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu everyone. Well, finally the story is unfolding and I can't wait to write until then be grateful to your lord and your parents.

"And We have enjoined upon man [care] for his parents. His mother carried him, [increasing her] in weakness upon weakness, and his weaning is in two years. Be grateful to Me and to your parents; to Me is the [final] destination."(31:14)

The city was warned of an impending downpour by the strong grunt of the clouds. People were rushing to their homes and collapsing against one another to catch public transportation, while the TV stations in commercial stores were constantly urging people to stay at home.

Abdullah was waiting for Zainab outside the departmental store. The wind was intensifying; the rustling of trees became more accentuated, and the sky was transposed to the colour of steel- black; the lightning ripped apart the clouds as it glowed blazingly, and the cadence bequeathed percussion on the cracked and cleaved road. He was tapping his feet in restlessness as his finger frantically scrolled through his social media. The sound of the horns banged in his ears as a variety of vehicles zoomed past his car.

He was immersed in evaluating the time Zainab had been in the store and decided to call her. He dialed her number and pressed his phone to his ears. The receiver picked up the call after three rings and informed him that she needed a few more minutes, but before Abdullah could argue with her demand, he felt a loud thud in the rear of his Toyota. His body propelled forward and his hands instinctively clenched the steering wheel to arrest the momentum as his phone struck the windshield before it fell onto the dashboard and finally to the floorboard. From behind, a car rammed into his Toyota.

He stepped out of the car and rushed to see the damage that had been caused. "Why were you driving on the wrong side?" A feminine voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "I was not driving, but I was waiting for someone, I think you have swerved your car into mine." He refuted her statement with politeness. "Then why is your car parked on the wrong side? It could have been a serious accident, people could have been hurt." Her hands brushed against the bumper of her car. Abdullah looked at both sides to confirm he had parked his car on the right side of the road, "Miss, I think you may have been mistaken, but my car was parked on the side of the road." Abdullah could see the man who was with both the girls face palming in frustration.

"How could you accuse me of being mistaken? Do you not see there is no space to pull up the cars?" She demanded answers from him.

"I am not accusing you of anything and I have not parked my car anywhere near the center of the road." Abdullah said, resisting his urge to shout at her. He saw the man step up beside the woman who was arguing and whisper something into her ears before he grasped her hands and slowly dragged her towards the car, but she instantly yanked away from his grip.

"But you should have been more careful where you stopped your car; look how deep the dents are on my car." Her Abaya was swaying in the wind, just like her senses had done a long time ago.

Hearing her say the statement, Abdullah was dumbfounded; he was being accused of something he had not done. "Miss, I should remind you that it was your car that collided with my car and for the damage then I believe no car has been spared." His voice was laced with frustration.

Time was ticking, as he grew impatient. The weather was also not helping him calm; it could rain at any time, and he needed to get home before it did. He rebuked stuck in traffic and the piercing sound of horns. "It was not my fault." She put forth. "Okay no worries I will take all the blame and let's pretend nothing happened." his annoyance in the statement caused the man to step into their argument, "Hafsah get in the car." The man demanded in a crisp voice as the other woman dragged Hafsah inside the car muttering something to her.