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Karimah's POV

Finally, I was discharged from that bloody hospital. The smell of drugs was already messing with my senses.

And I was just about having a phobia for white rooms.

Oh God, was I relieved to be out...

Another good news was that my neck was free again and so was my arm but my leg still needed some time.

I had to use crutches.

It was believed that it would be completely healed in a few days. My birthday was also approaching in a few days.

This just had to be a coincidence.

As I got out of the car, my mom led me to my bedroom after we went into the house and there, Salma, Habibah and Halimah were waiting for me.

With a surprise welcome home party.

My mom joked, "You guys should leave some cake for us oh."

We laughed as she went out of the room.

Salma turned on the loudspeaker in my room and played some music. The cake was shared and we ate while chatting.

They were trying to entertain me. How sweet!

The door opened and Ummi came in with my phone in her hand.

"Right, your friend, Khalil asked me to give you this." Mom said as she dropped the phone on the dresser.

As she left, I went and picked up my phone from the dresser. Surprisingly, it wasn't even dead.

Did Khalil possibly...

Yup.

For no good reason at all, I went to my contacts app and as I clicked on Mustapha's number, I realized that it was blocked.

I'd thank him for helping me do that but I blocked his number next and I certainly wasn't going to meet him face to face.

"Hey Karimah, what's up with your guy now? Khalil." I heard Habibah ask me.

I went back to the bed.

I scoffed, "Khalil? That guy is old news now."

"Ooh, then I guess there's someone else?" Salma wiggled her brows teasingly.

I mumbled looking down, "There could've been..."

"Hey, we heard that. Oya start explaining that statement."

I looked up at them in surprise but I just smiled and shook my head.

Come to think of it, I actually never told them about Mustapha but wasn't it too late to tell them about him?

He is old news too.

Although for some reason best unknown to me, I couldn't get him out of my mind and somehow, blocking Khalil's number made it seem like I was fighting back at Khalil for him.

This was exhausting.

"Mmhm? We're waiting." Salma snapped her fingers at me.

Right, I had to tell them.

So I told them all about Mustapha. How I was actually starting to like him before Khalil told me about what he did. How I later found out that the two of them liked one girl and the girl committed suicide?

Yes, I eavesdropped on their argument back at the hospital.

I mean, I'm not deaf, am I?

In fact, that was what angered me to the extent of kicking them out of my life.

Call me a coward but I didn't want to end up like that Faridah girl.

That's if their accusations towards themselves was true anyway.

"Wow, I think you did the right thing pushing them away." Salma said.

Habibah nodded, "Yeah absolutely."

Halimah shocked me, "You did the wrong thing. That was a coward-like move."

Welp, at least one person was honest enough to tell me I was a coward.

And it wasn't surprising that it was Halimah. I wasn't mad or anything, in fact, I wanted to hear more.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"If you ask me for advice, I'll straight up tell you to go back to Mustapha. That's what I would do. Before you ask why, I'll tell you. Mustapha is the mature guy and from what I just heard, it seems like you have a stronger bond with him." She explained to me.

She quickly added, "Plus, mature guys are definitely my type."

Her words were so true, it hurt to deny it.

I liked Khalil but not half as much as I liked Mustapha and I literally just realized that!

"You couldn't be more correct, my friend." I smiled at Halimah.

The other two girls just watched us with their jaws dropped.

Habibah spoke first, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Does this mean you're ignoring Khalil? Khalil was your first, how-"

"Right, Khalil was the first guy I liked when I came here but now I think we're better off as friends. Mustapha came second but I like him a lot more. You can see it's not a matter of first and second." I told her.

Salma nodded, "Very true but now that you've said this, you should come to a final decision."

Wow, these girls really know how to make me talk.

And now I was having difficulty talking.

Khalil liked me, it was so obvious but now our feelings for each other don't match. I like someone else more than I like him.

But then...

"I forgot to mention, Mustapha is getting engaged by next month." I chirped.

Halimah smirked like she knew just what to say, "What makes you think he wouldn't get engaged to you instead. Seriously, am I the only person here who is able to put two and two together?"

"Yeah, but you just put two and two together and made five." Habibah said sarcastically.

Halimah just laughed at her, "If I'm being honest, it's always you who makes such a dumb mistake."

I could sense something was wrong between the two of them but I calmed down since none of them said anything to each other again.

But Habibah just couldn't shut it.

"I really can't understand what Farouq sees in you. You're just a dumb blabbermouth." She spat.

Halimah fumed, "You can go and ask your sick boyfriend that. As far as I'm concerned, he's the one who keeps following me around. We look the same yet he doesn't look at you."

Habibah was ready to pounce on her twin sister but Salma and I were able to prevent her from doing so.

Halimah came to her on her own, "Just as I advised Karimah as a friend right now, I'd advise you as your twin sister to let go of that boyfriend of yours. You can't be with someone who eyes your twin!"

"I don't believe you! He said you were trying to seduce him!" Habibah yelled.

"You see what I'm talking about. That guy is sick in the head. You shouldn't be with him!" Halimah scolded her.

The argument went on no matter how hard me and Salma tried to stop them.

In the moment, I realized that I wasn't the only person who was having relationship problems.

Seeing Habibah and Halimah arguing like this reminded me of the sight of Mustapha and Khalil arguing over me at the hospital.

I thought I was losing my mind at this point.

Salma then said something to me, "I would advise you to test them both. Don't run to one guy because it would definitely hurt the other. Make a good decision, Karimah."

That was all I needed to hear.


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