Married To The Gateman

5: A Plan

Her whole body shook as she dialled Adam's number. She waited and he didn't pick the call until it was done ringing and he didn't pick the call, she knew for sure that Adam would never pick this call and she sent him a text before she dialled his number again. 'Please pick the call, Adam.' She said in a slow tune as she felt the way her heart squeezed with so much pain. And after three attempts of calling him, he finally picked with a grump.

"What is it?" He asked, and she quickly sat upright. Thankfully, he had picked up and even though she knew it would be so hard before Adam forgave her, she was certain he would forgive her for some time.

"Please, Adam, for the sake of Allah, will you listen to me? I'm so sorry about what happened in the hospital but you know I have no control over it, will you please hear me out?" She asked with a breaking voice and she could imagine the look on Adam's face. He was probably so angry right now that she knew if he was standing right next to him he wouldn't even spare her a glance.

"What do you think you're doing, Fareeda? I don't even know what you called me for, I just want to know who you're getting married to, I want to know." He asked in a sharp tone and her breathed out in exasperation. She wished Adam didn't come that day, if not he wouldn't have heard what was going to happen to him.

Palming her face, Fareeda stared at her reflection on her mirror, she looked so pale and distraught. "That's not what's important, Adam. Can you please come over? I need to tell you something." He didn't know, she was certain. And she guessed if he knew, he might take a step forward and that would stop her from getting married to that gateman.

"How can you tell me it's not important? I heard you talking about getting married to someone, Fareeda! How can you say that I shouldn't bother?!" He yelled at her and she immediately flinched, why wouldn't Adam understand her for now?

"Will you please just come over? We will talk about that when you come, Adam. I promise to tell you everything, please come over, will you?" She asked with a low tune that was at the verge of breaking into tears and she heard him sighed, that worked. It always worked.

"I will be there in five minutes, don't make me wait, okay?" He said in a straight tone and ended the call before waiting for her to respond. She softly smiled at herself through the mirror and went to sit on the vanity stool. She placed her warm fingers on her face but failed to smile this time. And when her eyes fell on the crack of her eyeglass, she hissed softly.

Recalling all that happened the night she was taken to the hospital, Fareeda felt something sunk deeper into her heart. She was the one that was supposed to be angry at Adam, she was the one in the right position to be yelling at him while he would be the one to keep on apologizing to her. But with Adam, everything was different. She always lost her self esteem and self-respect because of him and the irony was that she didn't mind at all.

Staring at the clock in her phone, she immediately stood up and kept her phone at the charging port. Staring at her pale face, Fareeda knew she didn't have the energy to put anything that would beautify her face. She walked out of her room and locked the door behind her, reminding herself to go to Ummah's room and collect the extra key she had with her unless they all wanted her to turn the house upside down.

She didn't mind that the mosque adjoined to their house were praying their Maghreb Salah and she was sure Alhaji was inside as well. Mujaheed too, she concluded when she opened the door and found he wasn't there. She quickly walked out of the house and as if on cue, Adam's car parked a few feet away from their house, and she quickly got into the car.

"Good evening," she said silently as she turned to look at him. But the expression on Adam's face was something she hated in her life. "Won't you at least smile at me, Adam?" She asked weakly and he flashed her a very hard look. Taking his arm into hers, she pleaded, "Please, Adam, I'm sorry."