My life as a Fulani girl.

chapter twenty-eight

2 weeks later

12th October 2016

Ayman's POV

it has been two weeks, two weeks since I last saw Nina. Two weeks last since I saw her smile and two weeks last since I held her in my arms and kissed her.

I miss her. I miss her so freaking bad. I hadn't relized how she meant to me till now.

it hurts and it's torture but I have no one to blame but myself. This was my choice and I'm going on with it.

I'm a dark, hard person and I won't want Nina to see that part of me. I become a monster and I hate that part of me.

but it won't let go, it's always at the back of my head whispering to me. Making me do things that I don't want to do.

I've wanted nothing more than to see Nina but he always stops me. He doesn't like her, he just wants her body.

and that's something I don't want to do or even think of doing with Nina. She's too innocent and naive and rape is just a strong word.

"Ayman!!" Yasmin yelled my name, jolting me out of my trance.

"what?" I yelled back standing up from my bed and heading to the backyard where they were.

I hated going there because I'm always tempted to look up at Nina's window. I want to be as distant as possible.

"ahh dude why so grumpy?" Farooooq asked while eating a fruit kebab.

I grabbed a ball from my side and threw it at him "I'm not grumpy"

he rolled his eyes "oh yeah and Yazz isn't in love with you"

"what?" I stared at him like he had grown two heads.

"what?" he mirrored my expression.

"mumu jackass" I threw another ball at him and he rolled from the recliner laughing.

I turned over to Yasmin who was inside the pool on a giant duck floater.

"wassup Yazz you called me?"

"yes I did, come gimme a massage my sides are killing me" she gets out of the pool and I try as much as possible not to stare at her body.

"hurry and put something more appropriate will you?" I snapped looking to the other side where Farooooq was staring at her with his mouth open.

playboy.

"Farooooq heard anything known as lower your gaze?" I shot him a glare.

he smirked before taking his eyes off of her "iyye irin su Ayman an San lower your gaze innan (Ayman knows something as lowering gaze)"

"Zaka ci ubanka(insult) don't keep quiet" I muttered.

"Ok I'm done, you can look now"

I turned to find her in a cotton summer dress, better.

"Now my massage" she lies face down on the pool recliner while I stood above her.

"why will I give you a massage?"

"because you made me come to your house in that skimpy dress and made your wife beat me up" she sighed "Allah I still have a purple swelling in my eye I just covered it with makeup"

I chuckled and shook my head "I swear I didn't think she'll attack you like that"

Farooooq burst out laughing, clutching his stomach and wiping fake tears from his eyes "Yazz what did I tell you? This faking shit won't work. Now you've got yourself a sore body and a black eye"

Yazz pouted then glared at me "it was Ayman's fault! He said once I come into the house with that dress she'll take no for an answer. Turns out little Nina isn't as soft as we all thought she was"

Farooooq again burst out laughing while I stared at him, with a smile on my face "but it worked koh? I bet she hates me now" I muttered swallowing my saliva while saying the 'hate' part.

why am I feeling somehow just by the mere thinking of her hating me?

isn't that what all this is all about?

"Ayman you're a fool" Farooooq throws an apple slice at me "whats the point of doing all this? Why are you so keen on her hating you?"

"because she's in love with me dammit!" I snapped standing up and running both my hands through my hair "she can't be in love with me Farooooq! You yourself know that!"

"actually I don't, care to tell me?" he quietly asked.

I could tell this convo was starting to get serious.

"she just can't!" I snapped.

"Ayman you're a jackass!! You have a nice innocent beautiful girl as your wife. Do you know how many men are wishing for that?? Instead of you to adore and cherish her you're here hurting her! As your friend I'm telling you to get your shit together and snap out of this stupid self doubt you have of yourself!!"

he was now standing up and facing me. His neck veins were popping and his eyes were red with anger.

I paced around the pool side tugging and pulling at my hair "Farooooq I'm afraid" I whispered sitting down on the recliner.

"afraid of what?" his voice has now cooled down and he was standing beside me.

"of me. I'm afraid of the monster inside me. Wallahi I just know it, being close to Nina will unleash that monster and I don't want to hurt her any more than I've already done"

"Ayman it's Nina. I'm pretty sure if you tell her she'll agree to whatever you want. And besides it's your right" he smirked.

I slightly punched him and chuckled "she's afraid of being with me, I know it. But because she's Nina she'll agree to do whatever I want" I smiled remembering the time when I took pictures of her in her lingeries.

that reminds me I need to delete them before Farooooq sees it.

"so are you going to quit your nonsense and go make up with her?" Yasmin asked.

I noticed her expression, she seemed kind of hurt.

"no, yes, maybe I don't know!" I stood and made my way to the kitchen.

"where are you going to?" Yazz asked again.

"I'm going to bake, with the time I can think of what to do" I yelled before opening the sliding door and entering the kitchen.

I bring out all the ingredients and start mixing them in a bowl. I hummed lightly and bopped my head to the music in the background.

"Ayman?"

all my body parts still and I inhaled a breath. My heart beat accelerated as I brought my face up to stare at her.

oh my god!

noo.

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And also I recently just lost a friend. Please guys include her in your duas. Allah ya ji Kanta kuma Allah yasa ta huta. Ameen.

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