As soon as Ismael left, there was another knock on the door, and at this kind of moment I didn't want to talk to anyone so I said "Please leave me alone, I would like to stay on my own, even if it's just for a bit." I said to the person who was knocking, but the person didn't stop, she or he kept knocking until I stood up and opened the door.
"Can I spek to you?" My mum said as she entered the my room.
"Mum, I'm not in a mood to talk to anyone." I said as I closed the door after she entered the room.
"Well I'm in a perfect mood to talk to you right now." She said with a smile on her face, sometimes I just can't understand my mum.
"Okay say it... what you want, I'm listening." I replied as I sat down next to her.
"Listen sweetie." She started as she held my hand. "You know I love you and if you're doing something wrong I should tell you, right?" She asked and I nodded a yes in reply. "So right now you're doing something wrong I mean... Ismael is a nice guy, he's good looking and he treats you well nothing is missing in him, so what's wrong? Why you don't like him?" She asked as she looked at me, now that I think about it she's right I mean... he does treats me well that's better than nothing, right?
"I don't know." Was my reply, because I seriously didn't know what was wrong about him, there was nothing... I guess.
"Then what's wrong? He's a really good guy, I mean at least you know him, it's better than getting married to someone you don't know... Allah know's what they might do to you. Listen sweetie take this as a mother advice and listen to what I'm saying, don't do anything that you will regret later in life, and trust me Ismael is lovable, he cooked for you I'm sure he's the one who cooked, I mean who would do that? Most guys will be waiting for you to cook for them, am I not right? If I was you I would get married to Ismael straight away, don't tell your dad I said that, he will be very jealous." She said as she winked at me at the last words she said, to be honest my mum is right with everything she said.
"Don't worry I won't tell dad, it's our top secret." I replied jokingly as I looked at her. It's too late I don't think Ismael loves me after everything I did to him.
"I love you, so because I love you, you love Ismael he's the right guy." She said as she gave me a hug, but would that be easy I mean can I really love Ismael? Would I fall in love with Ismael?
"I will try." I said to my mum and then she let go and left as she closed the door behind her. I placed my head on my pillow and before I closed my eyes my phone started ringing, I took my phone and looked at the ID before I picked it up and it was Nadia I picked up really quick and the first thing I said was.
"Where are you?" I asked through the phone.
"Erm... I'm sorry I couldn't tell you because I was so happy but my parents are back." She replied as she let out a small laugh.
"Really?" I asked excitedly.
"Yeah, they're back from their trip." She replied .
"I'm coming to your house, I think I really need you to comfort me at the moment." I said quietly to her with a sad voice.
"Are you okay?" Did anything happen while I was away?" She asked concerned about me.
"I will tell you when I arrive." I said.
"Okay I'm waiting for you." she said and hung up the phone. I stood up from bed and started getting ready, I think I should put just a little bit of make up I picked up a dark pink lipstick to put it on but then I placed it back without using it do you know why? Becasue I remembered what Ismael said before and I placed it back because he doesn't like it when other men looks at me... but why am I thinking of Ismael all of the sudden? Am I really falling in love with him?
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SpiritualKhadija is 18 years old, she had an accident when she was young which made her lose her past memories. Her parent's sent her to Japan to be taken care of by her uncle, as soon as she decides to go back to Canada, she is told she's getting married to...