His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

CHAPTER THREE

UMAR'S POV.
  Who is she? That's all I want to know for now. She's always in tears and she's seriously in need of help. I don't think she's just a housemaid because the way she's treated is so different.
Ya rabb! The way she stared at me this morning when I answered her greetings. The way she looked at me when Salim mentioned about her bed-wetting. I knew she was embarrassed that's why I pretended to be so engrossed in what I was doing with my phone.

   I remembered how she was staring at me in the kitchen and how embarrassed she was. I couldn't help but smile anytime I remember the colour on her face. As we prepared Salim's breakfast together, I started imagining my wife and I in the kitchen.

   I had always wanted to replace the picture of her with someone else but it wasn't possible. I don't think I would be able to sleep without getting at least a little information about her.

I had always loved and admired ladies with pink lips but not after I met Jidda. She has brown lips which suited her light complexion. She has well carved eyebrows, perfectly structured nose and a very long hair. Her eyes! Ya rabb! Have I mentioned them. She has big attractive eyes which always had fear in them and her height Masha Allah. She is tall and skinny and I must confess. She's gorgeous.

  After Isha prayer, we were all in the sitting room watching TV but I wasn't concentrating. I texted Abba asking if we could go out for a walk. "Go and wait for me outside. " he texted back. Abba and I have been very close since childhood and I'm sure he knows I have something important to tell him that's why he replied back and didn't invite Salim.

   "Hey Lil bro! What's up? " he said combing his full hair. "Abba it's been a long time since we had some time to ourselves." I said. We chatted on for a while but inside me, I kept thinking of how to bring Jiddah's topic.

"Who's that girl ABBA? I mean Jiddah" I finally asked and he laughed. He's so weird.

"I knew you would definitely ask me about her but I expected it earlier." he said and I couldn't help but roll my eyes and let out a sigh.

  "We went to Lagos together with Daddy for a business trip and then one evening, we decided to hang out and you know, catch some fun. I was driving while we chatted with Dad until when I started to have headache and my head began to spin when dad took over. Wallahi from then, I wasn't aware of anything until I heard a scream and dad quickly said "Innalillahi WA Inna ilaihi raji'un ". We stopped and it was then I realized what happened and we quickly rushed her to the hospital ." His phone started ringing and when the call ended, he continued.

   After spending two days in Coma, she finally regained consciousness but we learnt she's suffering from Amnesia. After making several unsuccessful attempts to reach her family. We finally gave up and decided to come home with her. Hajiya never welcomed the idea and Amma and Salim followed her footsteps.

   They are always looking for a way to make her feel bad. She's badly in need of help and I'm glad you have a good heart. Maybe we could work this out together. I was even planning on informing dad about what happens in his absence. "

I really felt pity for her and it's so obvious she's in need of help. "I think informing Daddy would be the best thing to do " I said breaking the awkward silence. "But it seems as if someone is interested" Abba said winking at me.

   Like seriously?! He would never change. "Interested in what? " I asked

  "Don't you know I'm aware of how much you stare at her. You know, LOVE is very... "

"Please Abba! Don't corrupt the innocent me" I said interrupting him. He was about to start his lecture on love which I would not even wish for my enemy to listen.

I called mum and told her everything about Jiddah. My mum is my best friend and she's the only one I tell basically everything. Al-Amin is my close friend and not my best. Though he can be a jerk most time but he's the real definition of a friend.

"I don't think informing Daddy is the best way to solve this. Aren't you afraid of the problem that might come up between him and Hajiya?" She asked.  "And you know how she can be at times." she added.

I sighed. Mummy has a point but for how long are we going to leave daddy in the dark. The best thing we can do for both him and Jiddah is letting him know  of the happenings in his house especially in his absence.

"No mummy. Abba and I both think it's the best way and In Sha Allah, there would be no problems" I assured her.

"Shikenan. Have you eaten? " she asked.

I trust my mother to always ask me that. A day has never passed without her asking if I've eaten at least thrice a day.

"Uhmmm! Yes I did. But looks like I need to fill in some empty spaces here and only your vegetable salad will do."

From the phone, I could hear the sound of the breath she takes whenever she smiles and I could already imagine her doing so.

"Don't worry. You'll eat vegetable salad as much as you want when you're back. Just make sure to fill in the spaces before you sleep." Mummy said ending the sentence with a stern voice.

We chatted for few minutes more before calling it a night

I woke up in the middle of the night starving. I went to the bathroom and washed my face which is my habit then I went to the kitchen. "Subhana Allah " I said switching on the lights. I moved closer to where she was sound asleep and knelt beside her wondering how someone could be a deep sleeper. It's so obvious she's was crying when she fell asleep because there were dried tears on her face. She shivered and huddled. She must be cold I assumed before turning to leave the kitchen.

Oh yes! We've finally gotten to know some part of Jiddah's story. Do you think what Umar did was right?! Like he just left her in the cold when he could have at least helped. Please do comment on your views and also vote..