Chapter 11

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This chapter is dedicated to Taofeeqoh @kenidmar1 my sweetheart, my day one, thank you for always being here. Jazakillahu khairan.

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"Oh come on! I know she's everything a good man will want, but I'll never be like her."

"Oh don't say that, you'll get someone that wants you for who you are."

"Yeah, not like you, handsome gentle, rich, great sense of humor, everything husband material."

"Don't flatter me gorgeous."

"Lol, I think I've got a new nickname here."

"Oh you like it, okay gorgeous."

"Lol."

"Thanks a lot, I think I'll handle the rest myself."

"Please don't hurt her."

"I swear it, with my life, I'd rather die, than hurt her intentionally."

"Thank you."

He thought about, Zayba a little more that night, if he could get her all for himself then his life would be complete. He cursed every guy that had hurt her before, and vowed not to hurt her intentionally.

He didnt know how to come about the issue that has occupied every artery and vein of his heart, he was afraid that his heart would explode if he had breathed harder, he had felt nothing like that before, she must be special.

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Monday morning he was right in front of their house as they both have expected , Zayba and Hibba where all happy to see him, and that alone made his day.

He took them to school, and asked Zayba if he could get more time with her that day, and she gave a positive reply, it seemed like she was beginning to have feelings for him as he does, even if not as much.

"Zayba, I really want to spend the rest of my life with you." He asked as his teeth pulled his lower lip.

"And what are you doing about that?" She spat unexpectedly.

"I'm trying to get close to you."

"We can only be close enough when you meet my Mama and Baba."

"With your permission I'll go see them and let them know how I feel about you."

"Okay." She said, with a toothy grin, as she quickly looked away.

"I should go now." She said before any other interruption.

"Yes, you should, I love you." His eyes smiled as he spoke.

She opened her mouth in an attempt to say something, but stopped anyways.

"I love you regardless of your reply or not." He added.

He pulled the car door open , sat for a few minutes, just to watch her walk pass and then he flew.

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Friday was too long to come, it took for ever but it still did.

He had hoped that they've made preparations for his coming, and on phone they've talked with Zayba and Hibba on how and when he should come, and that Zayba had tell her parents about him, so all he needed was to gather all of his courage as a man and get in their house after Jumua'at prayer.

He had prayed salatul istikhara the previous night, that Allah should make it the best of choice he was going make and that the family should accept him for whom he is.

And so it happened.

"Assalmu'alaikum ." he greeted with the best of greetings.

He made himself comfortable in the living room and so was a man in his fourties, late forties, he was browned skin, with a pointed nose, with a not so big protruding belly, no beards, he had a bald head, he wore a beautiful silk jallabiya with blue and gold stripes, the man and his wife who was on a black Abaya embroidered with gold pearls were having a lovely discussion that made them smile before he greeted, and so the smile lingered on the woman's face, she wore it like a part of her, as her husband gave Fuad a hand shake.

"Wa'alaikumus salaam."

"Good afternoon baba, good afternoon Mama."

"Good afternoon." They both spoke in unison.

"Hibba get him some water to drink." Mama called.

Hibba who was wearing a Hijab for the first time, a black one at that brought a glass of water for him, and that was how he left it untouched.

The man with so much confidence was sweating profusely as he was seated in front of his soon to be inlaws.

"So my child go on with the introduction." Baba said.

"Well, baba, my name is Fuad Abdulsalam."

"Okay, can I mistake your dad, for the former general Abdulsalam?".

Mama giggled upon hearing that, baba smiled at her and only used his right palm to rub hers, they're so in love.



Awwwn!
Chapter 11 innit.
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