Fatal Attraction.

23

I cornered Jabir before he could escape.
"Okay, so what did I do?" He asks with a frown when I stand infront of the door.

"Nothing"
"So why are you blocking my way?"

I take a deep breath "What was his name?"
"Who?" He asks boredly.
"My so called ex that dumped me"

He stayed quiet just staring at me.
"You're quiet"
"I know, I'm ignoring your question"
I huff "Come on. It's not like I'm going to go look for him or anything but I need to know what happened"

He takes a deep breath "Mami will kill me if I say anything"
"It's not Mami's life, it's mine and I have a right to know"

He rolls my eyes "Yeah you do. But they don't matter, you know that"
"Please" I plead "I can't stop thinking about it. It makes me feel like I'm losing my mind and I don't think I can handle it"

He groans.
"Fine"

We sit.
"What about your husband?" He asks worriedly.
"He's putting Fareed to sleep, it'll take a while"

He nods "Anyway, his name was Sahil. You two started dating when I was in primary school"
I shake my head "It doesn't end there, if you don't tell me the whole story I'll just have to tell Mami you told me about him"
He chuckles "I see you're becoming more and more like me everyday, I can't deny that I'm impressed"

I smile proudly.
He shrugs "Fine. Anyway you two were dating for I think 6years and one day he told you he was driving his mother and sister to Katsina. Unfortunately they had a car accident, his mother and sister died instantly but he didn't die until a few hours after. You only found out about it on Instagram and afterwards you started going through depression and it bothered us but you literally shut us all out for 8months until one day when you got back happy and excited talking about Rashad. Since then you've never mentioned Sahil"

I huff frustratedly.
"Do you really not remember him at all?"
I shake my head.

He huffs "That's really messed up"
"It really is but you can't tell Mami you told me"

He laughs hysterically "I don't plan on committing suicide"
I nod.
He takes a deep breath "Why don't you see a therapist? Maybe you'll get answers"

I stare at him.
Did Jabir just come up with a solution for me?

"I have a friend who sees a therapist and she's really good. I'll get her contact and forward it to you"
My mouth drops just looking at him. Jabir is never the solution, at least not for me.
"Thanks"

He winks.

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Zoya's POV.

Nasir and I decided to go get ice cream after my doctor's appointment.
He sat quietly looking out the window as he took his ice cream.

He looks different today.
In fact he's acting different.

Normally, Nasir isn't the type to display sadness because he feels a man shouldn't burden his wife with both her feelings and his but seeing him this way gets me really worried.

"You good?" I finally ask but I don't get a response from him so I rest my hand on his.
He looks up at me a bit taken aback "Are you good?"

He nods "I'm just a bit exhausted" he looks out the window again.
I stare out to see if he was looking at anything in particular but it was just cars, as they passed by.

"Are you sure?"
He nods.

So I just sat there watching him closely.
There's something bothering him and now it's bothering me as well.

He turns and smiles "Don't start getting worked up, I'm just reevaluating some decisions I've made"
"Which are?"

He huffs and takes in a deep breath "Whether I'm fit to be a father"
I shake my head clasping his hands "You are, I've seen you with your sister's kids"

"But that's different. They're not my kids"
I nod "But it's already happened. It's not about thinking whether you are fit enough. It's about accepting that you are because that's the only choice you have"

He scoffs and smirks "Is it?" He turns back to the window.
Now that statement definitely caught my attention.

"What what that supposed to mean?"
He shrugs "Don't ask questions you don't want answers to" he replies annoyed.
"I asked because I want an answer and I'm waiting" I fold my arms.

He rolls his eyes "I'll wait in the car" he excuses himself.

How did getting worried about him turn this into a fight. Nasir's transfer of aggression can be frustrating.

::

I decided to visit my mother-in-law.
She's traveling next week and I thought to come see her before she does.

She smiles.
But I could sense it was fake.
There's something wrong and I can feel it.
Normally when I arrive she's always so excited, offering me food and drinks, trying to make conversation, keeps asking about my family and all that but she's quiet today. The only thing offered to me was a bottle of water.

"Mama, is everything okay?" I ask curiously.
She shakes her head "No, nothing really. I'm doing great actually"

I nod.
You could say Nasir and I aren't in the same caliber/social class. My father is heavily rich and his father retired over 9years back and things keep getting worse except now that Nasir is getting far at his work place.

But our social class never bothered me and it didn't for him either and I think it might have been one of the reasons he loved me. I didn't look down on him and treated him as my equal and so did my family.

But his family literally worshipped me. From his mum to all his siblings, they treated me like a princess and I'd bring them so many gifts and I still do. Infact today I brought them a huge sack of rice and sugar and let's be honest at these times that's a lot.

I just don't understand the treatment. Have I done something wrong?
Or do they think because Nasir has gone far now that I'm useless?

If that's the case my father was the one who got him the job and he can take it back just as quickly but I don't want his family to ruin our relationship, I've seen that happen with my parents and it gets bad especially for my baby.

I huff.
"I just wanted to see you before you travel"
"Travel? I'm just going to Enugu for a few weeks, don't you think you're making it a big deal?"

I sigh.
"I guess so"
"Hmm"

I felt embarrassed, disgraced and insulted.
"I'll leave now"
"Okay, then" she says before turning back to her tv screen.

I smile and walk out.
She couldn't even ask about the baby.
Was money really all that mattered to them? Could it have been the same with Nasir?
Could that be why he changed?

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