Why(Hausa).

Stunned 2

Tuesday.
Waleed's pov.
Just like every normal day. I woke up to pray subh. I brushed my teeth, took ablution and headed to the mosque. After the prayer, I went back home and took my bath then went back to sleep. Later in the morning around 10:00 am, I woke up and dressed up then I headed to the barracks. I and Abid met there. We did our basic everyday activities there then left for the gym. After the gym, I drove us to my house so we could check up if everything was set right.
"The bride's family will soon be coming for the jere"(arrangement of furniture). I said to Abid.
"Ok" he responded. And we had a quiet drive.

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"I know you don't want to talk about this, but I'm curious about the girl you're to marry, is she pretty, how is her sense of humour, is she fun to be around can she....."

"Yen yen yen.... You've started that your talkativeness ko." I interrupted.
"Geez, stop being rude and cold, you're supposed to face reality and move on, you're getting married, next year you might even be a father"

"Well, let me tell you something shocking, I've never seen that girl, I visited once because I was forced, but she kept me waiting so I left. We talked on the phone yesterday and we might meet up again today"

"Wow, and you're getting married this weekend, thank goodness I'm not you, I hope she's not ugly, she might even be a villager... though your father wouldn't want that kind of daughter in law, but does her voice sound okay, like is it nice" Abid kept on ranting as I kept a straight face and glared at him sometimes.

"Kai ni dalla ka dame ni (you are bugging me)" I said giving him a hard nudge on his shoulder.

"Ow" he said and fell to the floor.

"Are you okay, I asked as he winced in pain. Did I hit him that hard I thought before he burst into laughter.

"Got ya" he said as I hissed. Abid is very childish wallah. I smiled. It felt strange. I haven't in a long while.

"Common, get up" I said lending him a hand.

"But guy, I'm really serious about letting her off your mind, you should try and pray so, this might affect your mental health, if you meet your soon to be wife, be nice to her and try to start getting to know her. That's what I think is best for you" Abid said in a serious tone.

"Thanks Gee, thanks for looking out for me" he nodded assuredly in response.

We left and i dropped him off in his house and then drove to Fatima's parents house, as I thought to myself. Abid was right, I should get myself together and start setting my life back the way it was, or even better. This is my last week as a bachelor, I should be responsible and stop worrying about losing she who doesn't even care. Thinking about her always make my heart feel like it's tied, I'm willing to let go of my past and emotions to embrace my new life. I was pulled out of thoughts by my phone's buzz. Speak of the devil, I thought.

Assalam Alaikum. 
I heard from the other side of the phone.
Wa Alaikum mussalam.

Ummm.. I haven't heard from you.

Yeah I have been quite busy

Then are we rescheduling?

No, do you know what I was busy with.

No, I have no idea.

Well, I was busy thinking about you.

Me?? Did I do anything wrong.

No, not at all. I just want us to accept each other now. That's what you want right?
She hesitated for a while.

No, but I think you should just come over.

Okay then. I'm already on my way.
She hanged up.

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On reaching the house, I parked in the lot and informed her that I'm there.
She didn't take long as I saw her approaching. I felt grateful for a moment, I hated waiting and then the next moment I'm confused. Who is that person I'm seeing.
"Zarah" I whispered to myself.
I felt numb, unable to move or breathe. My mouth hanging. She opened the door and sat.
"Assalam alai....  Waleed" She seemed just as surprised as she couldn't complete her Salam.

After a moment of self reflection and thought, I finally broke the silence.
I cleared my throat.
"Wa Alaikum mussalam". I answered the incomplete Salam.
"Where is he?"
"Who?" I asked back.
"Your brother, Muhammad"
I scoffed, giggled and then laughed hard. This is a very awkward moment.
"I am Muhammad". I could swear I saw relief in her eyes.
"But you never told me"
"Like you also didn't"
"But every zarah is Fatima, I thought you could reason that, you had the same physique, voice and even surname, I was always fearful that in the end, he'll be your brother, not knowing he is you".
"At least you know my surname, I don't even know yours".
"I told you the first time we met, and I didn't hear your own surname from you, I heard that from my friends" she said perplexed with a high tone.
"This makes me wonder, we only focused on nonsense throughout our relationship"
"Are you calling all we shared nonsense, and you don't even remember my surname." she said in an even higher tone, more like yelling. And it was getting on my nerves.
"Wow, and that gives you a reason to raise your voice at me"
"Seriously?, I can't continue this conversation. I'm out" she said and takes her leave.
I furiously drove out of the house.
I couldn't think straight, is this a dream, it felt surreal. With the way I'm driving, I might lead myself into an accident. I called Abid.
"Hello Abid, please come over to the junction, I can't continue driving. I'll explain when you come." I hanged up. And laid my head on the steering wheel while I waited for him.

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