Hafeez"I just want to slap you wallahi" Sadiq said for the millionth time, giving me his signature dirty look.
We were at the poolside in my house, just cooling off after the intense workout session we had in my home gym. I had been buried in my thoughts lately which made me feel like I was starting to get out of shape, so that was exactly what I needed, but seeing the way those two idiots were glaring and shooting daggers at me, I wished I didn't invite them over.
"Slap kadai?" Anas raised an eyebrow "I feel like running over him with my car"
"Okay Wow!" I exclaimed.
"Yes, Wow!" Sadiq eyed me once again "I just can't believe you Hafeez, I really cannot understand what the hell goes on in your head sometimes"
I just sighed and took a sip of my fresh orange juice. But apparently, that was a mistake too because he quickly snatched the drink away from me "Don't nonchalantly sip a drink while I'm talking to you!"
I raised an eyebrow "sannu uba na!"
"I actually wish that I was in fact your dad, wallahi da sai na Zane ka da fanbelt din mota"
"All you guys have done ever since you came here is tell me how much you want to kill me, and for what exactly? I don't know!" I shrugged.
"Of course you wouldn't know, because you're obsessed with always being right" Anas Said "Tsakanin ka da Allah Hafeez, do you think what you did to Aya was okay? Do you think you did the right thing by refusing to even listen to what she had to say?"
That instantly made my throat tighten, as if an old would had just been open "can we not talk about this?"
"Why not?" Sadiq Asked.
"Because I don't want to"
"Or maybe you're afraid to because you don't want to admit that you're wrong, which is exactly what you are!"
'You're wrong' 'you're wrong' 'you're wrong' I grew sick and tired of hearing that same line over and over again, first Baayi, then mama (who still isn't done ranting my ears off) and now these two, and they were all too confident. They kept repeating the same thing, yet they can't present one reason as to why they think I'm 'wrong', just speculations and throwing insults at me when I refuse to adhere.
The thing is, they don't know that it's hard for me as well. At the end of the day, I'm her husband, and the fact that there's nothing between us doesn't change the effect it has on me. She's my wife, she bears my name and my legacy at some point, but that doesn't mean I'm supposed to ignore pictures of her getting close to another man that isn't her Mahram. I didn't accuse her for no reason nor did I choose to believe the public without thorough investigation, all solid proofs were against her, nobody can see those pictures and call them a lie, and to make things worse, the stupid man confirmed and owned up to everything, yet not once did she even try to oppose, she just stood there and cried like she does in movies.
I don't even know this girl, up until the day I married her, I don't think I've ever heard anything about her, not even when she was dating Majeed, I was too caught up in my web of Work and building my empire to pay attention to my brother's girlfriend, I don't know anything about the kind of person she is, but somehow, I'm in the wrong for believing solid evidence. I don't know who needs to hear this, but This is not India, this is Nigeria, and in Nigeria, you can't just watch somebody's entire life history like a movie by simply looking into their eyes for a couple of seconds. Yes I've lived with her for some months, but everyone knows the circumstances under which we got married, we weren't close to each other and we still aren't, I don't know her enough to believe her tears over evidences, so yes, I still stand by exactly what I said before.
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Romance"I know all these cheap tricks you miscreants pull in the name of your disgusting jealousy. I wonder which motivational post you read that made you think you actually have a right to claim me as yours" he laughed, bitterly before looking into my eye...