"Hey," I felt some thing nudge my back.
"Tashi," I barely heard that.
I just mentally imagined pushing Aunty Ummie away from me. She always disturbs my sleep.
Wicked woman
I mean I love her and all but she annoys me when she wakes me up just to talk. Like I can't fall asleep while she's awake.
Till I heard.
"No one"
Increasing heart beat.
"Keh!"a male voice!!!
Finally jumping back to my sense I sprung my eyes open jilting my whole body up.
I found my self crossing my hands over my chest and staring blankly at a tall figure in front of me.
The image was getting better and better as light infiltrated my eyes.
I flapped my eyes rapidly and came face to face with a 'what is wrong with you' brow expression.
It all came back to me slowly.
Lost.
Rain drops.
Haidar. No badman.
His house.
Charger!!
My hands still tightly crossed across my chest, I realized how stupid I looked as Haidar's lips started to quiver again, that turned into a smirk, and the next thing I heard laughter.
Loud masculine laughter, the type that gets a girl going.
Me I don't know my problem but I keep embarrassing my self and getting laughed at.
'It's your fault ai, stupid girl,' she insults again.
How is it my fault? A guy was standing right in front of me in an unfamiliar environment. What do you want me to do??
Punch him in the balls and make a run for it.
I rather protect what I know he'll aim for first.
I was arguing with my self again.
He was still laughing at me as he made his way to sit on the black sofa behind me.
Something about the way he laughs.
I was burning with embarrassment and shame.
"So did your phone charge??" he said in between laughter, rubbing his fingers against his face. He looked like he just woke up from nap.
Just ignore him. I made the nastiest facial expression I could mutter and shot it at him. I even added sticking my tongue out.
He isn't important right now.
I turned to my phone and stared at the blank screen first.
Bismillahi, I said my prayers before reaching the turn on button.
And Alhamdulilah it worked!
100% charged. I pulled the charger mouth.
This thing went past the motoralla logo to the home screen.
Yay!!!
I was jumping up and down now.
I can go home!
Yay!!
Immediately, my home screen came to life. Messages started to rush and notifications of miss calls and so on.
He sounded surprised "It worked?"
I faced him with a huge grin on my face. My lips parted to touch my ears.
He changed clothes, he wore a different black tee shirt (what is his problem with black and white tee shirts!) and very short shorts that exposed his hairy dark skinned legs. He had his phone with him and as usual all his attention was on it but least he looked up to give me a reassuring smile.
I first checked the calls. 30 missed calls.
Okay that's good.
As I scrolled down all I saw was Ayman, Ayman, Ayman and somewhere in between 20 something to 30, I saw a different number but I was sure it is still him.
Nobody calls me.
Eyyah he must be worried sick. With my broke ass 22 naira left, i dialed his number but once again it went straight to 'the number you dialed is switched off please ...'
I can only imagine what he is going through. He loved grandma Zuwaira more than anything. He cherished her.
I rather not disturb him now.
Then I went to my messages and saw 22.
Hmm impressive I don't usually receive messages this long so...
The messages were mostly from Anty U and Airtel (get 3G for N1500 ).
I started openning the little envelops, they read;
'Kin isa?' - 1:20pm
'Greet his mum for me.' -1:34pm
'And his senior brother.'1:40pm
'And..' 1:40pm
Right form there I skipped cause I know my Anuty U, she will call everybody in that house through single lined messages.
So I skipped to the end.
Then something caught my attention.
'Why aren't you home yet.'- 4:30pm
'Keh you know his house is far, start coming back now.' 5:15pm
'Your phone ain't going through.' 5:27pm
'Laila come back this instant!' 5:30pm
'Oh Ayman told me you're together with him.' 5:45pm
No I wasn't!!
He must be covering up for me.
I love you Boo.
'Okay you can sleep there sef.' 5:55pm
'Dama I was going to tell you sleep there anyways.' 5:55pm
'Musa is sleeping over.' 5:56pm
Musa is my Aunty's fiancé and God I hated him!
He just wasn't good enough for her. My Aunty is this tall, fair, beautiful woman with body of a goddess and Musa is one stupid shabby looking idoit that calls her when ever he needs money.
Some say it's love, but I say jazz! I'm sure he used it on her.
I read the last message with heart at my chest beating so hard I'm sure goofy faced phone staring Haidar could here it.
'So don't come back unless you want to see something you'll regret.' 6:19pm
I read it again.
And again.
And again still I burst out crying.
She doesn't want me home because she thinks I'll sleep over at Ayman's. She even used this opportunity to invite her fiancé.
This day can't get any worse.
Somewhere back my head I was asking my self how minutes did I dozed off.
7 maybe 10?
My eyes diverged to the little corner of my phone were the analogue clock was and it read 12:02am.
