BEYOND WORDS
Chapter three
I couldn't say anything to him again but tears started finding their ways out from my eyes.
"Subhanallah why are you crying, I didn't hit you, did i? "
He asked coming to where I was standing but not too close.
I kept quite because I didn't know what to say and I couldn't stop crying too.
"I was going for an interview which I was already late, and now you have ruined my dress too, I can't go there looking like this "
I said in between cries
"Ya Allah I'm so sorry, please accept my apologies "
He said worriedly
I didn't say anything to him and turned to go back home because I knew I had already loose that opputurnity
But his husky voice stopped me
"Can I please take the responsibility of taking you to where you want to go? "
He asked me politely
"No, thank you, my house is not far from here, I will manage"
I said sobbing
"I insist, please, I have already ruined your dress, the least I can do now is to take you back home, you can't walk the street like this"
He said again in a polite way
Just then i received a message, and the message was saying
"Hi sumayyah lawal, we are very sorry to inform you that your interview with huskamr media has been postponed due to some reasons we would like to secure, your new date for the interview will be contacted to you soon, thank you for understanding.
Was what's showing on my screen.
I didn't even know when I turned and said 'okay' to him out of happiness
Thank you God, I didn't know what I would have said to my mum, she had her hope high on me.
The gently guy opened the passenger's seat for me himself, I entered the car still thanking God, he entered and drove off as I demonstrate our house to him, it was a short drive because i wasn't far from home,
"So am I forgiven? "
He said from nowhere
That was when I remembered that I admired him since in the first place,
"I can't beat you so yeah you are forgiven"
he smiled which made me to smile too
"So if you'd been given a chance you'll beat me? "
"Yes I will"
Now he busted out laughing
Oh my God, this guy was making me go crazy
He was looking cute for the hundredth time since I've seen him,
"you are funny, you know"
"Yes I know"
I said trying to open the door because we were outside out gate already
"Please don't go "
He said leaning as if he wanted to hold my hands
"Why"
I said looking at him
"Em can I know your name please? "
"Sumayyah, sumayyah is my name "
"Your name is cute just like you, and my name is Umar"
He said smiling at me
Oh my goodness, I blushed and I was sure he didn't miss it
"Thank you, and your name is a nice name too "
"Oh thank you, one more thing please, can can get your number? "
He asked in the polities manner
"No I don't have a phone "
I lied and left the car immediately avoiding any more request, I opened the gate and went inside.
"Assalamu alaikum"
I said opening the door to the parlor where I met my mum watching her favorite program 'mata a yau' on arewa 24.
"Wa'alaikumul salaam"
She turned and was surprised to see me back by that time and my dress dirty too
"Khairat what happened to you? Why are you back now? Didn't they hire you? Did you have the interview? Why is your body like this? What is it dirty? Did you fell inside a gutter? Answer me please? "
She asked all these in one breath
"I can only answer you when you finish talking mum, and which of your questions will I start answering now"
I said laughing at her expression
"Stop laughing , this is not funny, hope you are not injured? "
"Mummy I'm fine and please stop worrying everything is fine, let me freshen up and change so I can tell you what happened "
I said trying to make her feel relieved.
"Okay "
She said sitting back but still with the worried face.
