Married To The Gateman

10: She Pouts

She watched as he lifted one brow at her which meant he was listening and Fareeda wished she could smack his head. She looked away from his face for a few minutes and after she gulped down the lump in her throat, she turned back at him. "As you said, I'm going to apologize to Alhaji today, make sure you're going to keep your promise also."

He stared at her face longer than he used to, this was the first time he was seeing her in two months now. Since the day she had cried her eyes out in the hut he hadn't seen her or that annoying face of her boyfriend. What was wrong with her? Have they broken up? And now that he looked closely at her, her eyes had bags under them and she undoubtedly lost some weight. Had she been sick? He briskly looked at the place she had last parked her car and thought, he had forgotten the last time she drove her car.

"Have you been sick?" He asked, and she scoffed softly which got his attention to what he asked her. He probably spoke what was in his mind and this lady will think otherwise. But since he had voiced it out, he had to go on with the flow.

"That's none of your business. I'm just going to do what you said will be the only reason you're going to back out from this alliance, Mujaheed. I'm going to apologize to Alhaji as you said, but you have to keep your promise too." She said in a slightly angry tone and how forlorn she looked didn't go unnoticed by him. Sometimes he hated himself by noticing everything, he was so observant that it hurt him at the end.

"You aren't yourself, Fareeda. What's wrong?" He asked again, finding it so hard to keep his curiosity to himself because this wasn't the Fareeda Kamal Sardauna he knew.

She softly hissed and placed her hands on akimbo, "Can I ask you a question please? Are we talking about myself or the promise you made to me? What's your business with my life that you become so concerned about it. I can die, but that shouldn't be any of your business. Can we just talk about what we have on hand?" She asked while furiously rolling her eyes at him and for the countless time, Mujaheed doubted if she really couldn't see with those eyes.

To him, her eyes would have been the healthiest in the world. They were round, milky and her orbs were honey-like. One could get carried away by just looking into her eyes and when she rolled her eyes at him, he found it so hard not to want to keep on seeing that for the rest of his life. He quickly took his mind off that and focused on what they were saying, but he wasn't going to let this conversation go easily, he had to feed his curiosity.

"It looks like you've been sick or something has been eating you up for the past two months, what's wrong?" He wasn't able to close his lips when she yelled at him.

"Mujaheed! What the hell is wrong with you? How could you be deviating the conversation to something that clearly doesn't concern you? Since when have you been so invested in my life that you've started asking what's wrong with me? When did you even start noticing things about me?" Woah, she was really angry at him and that amused him. Seeing the way she was glaring at him while she angrily spoke even though her voice could be the last thing that would show she was indeed angry at him.

"Since when your father asked me to marry you. Now, if you'll calm down a bit, can we talk over there? I can't have you standing here being so furious that you might undoubtedly choke on my throat with your fingers." He calmly pointed at the resting hut over yonder and she envied him. How could he be so calm in situation like this and said whatever he wanted without any hassles whatsoever?

She stubbornly folded her hands across her chest and shook her head, "I'm not going anywhere, you either answer me here or not." She didn't know how a pout found its way to her lips until she realized he wasn't even looking at her anymore, he had this amused smile on his lips while he stared at the way the pout beautified her glamorous face.