Love is not what you expect. It is not a bed of roses, its not a cup of tea, it's a path full of thorns and a lake of fire......
"Baby did you do your homework?" I asked khairi over the phone as i stirred the pot of soup on the gas cooker.
"Yes mummy" She answered.
"What about your malam? Did he come today?"
"Yes, he even taught me another dua"
"Oh really? I closed the pot with its lid and reduced the gas a little "Can you recite it for me?"
"Yess... Alhamdu lillahil-ladhi 'ahyana ba'ada ma 'amatana wa'ilayhin-nushur (Praise is to Allah Who gives us life after He has caused us to die and to Him is the return.. dua when waking up)"
"Very very good, my baby is so smart"
She giggled.
"Did you eat?" I asked.
"Yes, Aunty farah made some sandwiches for me"
"Thats my baby... I'm cooking right now, i will call back later in shaa Allah, alright?"
"Okay mummy
"I love you"
"I love you too"
With a smile of my face, i disconnected the call and turned off the gas. The food was smelling so good. I decided to cook rice and stew because I only cooked it once since we came. I made potato salad too.
I transferred everything into some food warmers and arranged them on the dining table before heading to Abdulhameed's room.
I knocked "Salam!"
There wasn't an answer so I decided to knock twice. When there wasn't an answer again, I slowly pushed open the door but what i saw right before me made me stop dead and my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
My picture on Abdulhameed's laptop wallpaper. Me.. fatima.. me? Ikon Allah!
'Why would he put my picture on his wallpaper?' I wondered 'Is he finally starting to like me?'
'In your dreams' A voice inside my head said 'Abdulhameed A.A would never like you'
He probably just wants to use me.
Yes! No wonder he'd be pretty kind to me after that kiss. He definitely made this up, he thought i'd gratify his desire after seeing my picture on his wallpaper. Well.. my foot! That would only happen when I'm sure he's started to like me. I'm not that cheap and that sure touched a nerve.
"Hey!" Came his voice.
Frowning slightly, i looked up at him and spoke "Food is ready"
"Okay"
Without sparing him a second glance, i turned on my heel and walked back to the dining area.
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Mi Amor, my love!
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