Asma
As I sat here in the middle of Zaitun's room on the carpet waiting for her, all that was in my head was Maya's mother, I don't want to meet her honestly, she isn't in the house and hasn't been ever since I went, it's my third day there, she probably travelled or something, but what was stuck in my head was why he would put us in the same house, Mama never had a co-wife but from all I've heard they aren't peaceful, I am not a peaceful person if and only if you touch me, we can be good if you behave but if you want crazy I can show you the real crazy
Maya has been a bitch to me, snubbing me and all, I tried getting to know her, asking her questions like which class are you in, what's your favorite cartoon but the girl stood up and left with her iPad in her hand not bothering to even give me a look, well I've ignored both her and her father ever since
I planned on coming here yesterday but it was 'improper' according to mama, she said I should wait at least a week but I can't stay in that house, I didn't tell him I was going out because he didn't bother about my existence, ever since he told me my clothes were here yesterday, I haven't heard a single word from him.
I woke up today around nine o'clock, Maya was probably in school because it's a Monday, I left for school around eleven, it's five now and I'm here waiting for Zaitun to come back and explain not reaching out for me and ignoring my calls for almost two months now, this is the longest we've gone without proper talk in our fourteen years of meeting and it's for no reason whatsoever, out of the blue she became distant, but we'll talk it out
She came into the room just as I stood up to use the toilet, she looked at me with something I'm afraid to recognize, the same look she gives her Physics lecturer, I inhaled and was about to exhale but it got trapped because of her words "what are you doing here? In my house"
I exhaled first before speaking, trying to remain calm because two hot heads won't exactly solve the problem "is that how we're talking? Fine, what's with the sudden bitchiness" it might have sounded rude but I wasn't supposed to, she scoffed while I did my breathing practices
I'm not good at this, whenever we have a fight she's the one to talk to me first, she's the solver not me, I would never say this out loud but she's the mature one "if that's what you came to talk about do make your way out" she took off her veil, dropping it on the bed then her bag
"First of all you left the event without saying goodbye, I call you a hundred times and when you decide to pick up it either you're busy or you want to sleep or you can't talk, I'm tired of the fucking attitude just tell me what's wrong and we'll get over it" I let everything out at the same time
"We'll get over it?" I looked at her confused "we're not getting over anything now" she was trying to keep calm but couldn't "you didn't think this would pass by when you got married to MK did you?" I had to keep track of what she was talking about
"Were you ever going to tell me or you waited for me to find out? If he didn't show up maybe when I will find out is when-" I had to cut her off because she sounded ridiculous
"MK, I'm married to the MK guy?" I asked to clear the doubt, she sneered at me "how was I supposed to know he's your MK? I never saw him before this" I actually never did
"I showed you a picture, there wasn't a day that went by without me saying something about him, and you're telling me you didn't know it was him, come on think of a better lie" she accused me, I furrowed my eyebrows, this can't be Zaitun
She did actually show me a picture almost four years back, he was wearing shades, they were five of them all wearing shades how am I supposed to keep him in my head when I never cared about any talk about her ultimate number one crush out of the seventy of them, this coming from her was a shocker "Zaitun all this for a man? Because of a man? And had it been you didn't know the circumstances under which I got married I would have understood, this is absolutely insane Zaitun" I have a problem, when I'm angry I cry, tears spill out of my eyes and it was happening, I furiously cleaned them
