His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

CHAPTER TEN

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  UMAR'S POV

      I stared at the screen open mouthed.  I had to look again to make sure it  Amma's account and I read the caption more than a hundred times. 
         "Who rocks smokey eyes better than Jiddah". I screenshoted the pictures and also saved it to my collection. She looks damn too hot.  Masha Allah . I scrolled hoping to see another picture of her but I was dissapointed. 
        I quickly went to check Amma's whatsapp story and there it was.  I've always ignored Amma's  posts because I believe they are all irrelevant to me and she can post a million pictures a day but today,  here I am hoping she would post more. Must I mention how stunning she looks in that dress and the makeup is so.  Masha Allah.. I noticed she was the only one who used a veil to cover herself and it got my heart melting. "What a Gorgeous Muslimah" I thought.
       Why am I doing this?  I asked my self. Why should I be staring at her picture. Does she deserve my admiration. I used to feel pity for her and I think that's what what is causing all these.  I'm still feeling pity for her.  But I think I'm now angry with her.
        She hasn't been picking any of my calls and she even rejected some. I can see some one has started to grow wings. It's been three days I left and she couldn't even bother to ask why she hasn't been seeing me around. I didn't tell her I was travelling because I felt it's of no use.  I hardly talk to her but what amazes me is how I think of her everytime and when I see her,  I feel different. I feel she doesn't even deserve a word from me talkless of a smile.
      "Is this the Jiddah that  your always talking of ? "  My mum asked as I got closer to have a look. She was also viewing Amma's story.  I simply nodded sitting beside her.
       "Masha Allah. She's gorgeous.  Now I see the reason why you've never had peace of mind ever since you met her.  "
      "Mummy!  Stop misinterpreting me. " She laughed. "I'm not misinterpreting you baby.  It's just that your always talking about her or looking for a way to bring up her topic. "
      "It's not what you think mum"  I said pouting.  "As you wish. I've sealed my mouth.". She's now holding her lips together and she really looked funny. 
    "Mummy!  Do you know how old I am? " I asked and she looked suprised. "I will never forget any single detail about you even if I loose my memory  Faruk.   You are 25 baby.  Why ask? "
      Ya Allah.  Grant my mother  all her heart desires and please grant her Al Jannatu Firdaus. [Ameen ]
       "Nothing much.  It's just that you keep calling me baby" I said and she started to rub my back.  "I'll continue to call you baby even in presence of your great grand children. " I smiled  laying my head on her laps.
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  "Why didn't you reply to my message Jiddah " he asked and she sighed . "I didn't consider it necessary " she replied.  Which message?  I said trying to remember.  Oh! The one he was commenting on her looks I guess.  I continued to munch my popcorn while I listened to their conversation.  Don't ask me what I did because I know it's wrong but I couldn't help it.
       "I would like us to meet Jiddah.  We really need to talk? " he said and she kept quiet.  "Can you hear me Jiddah?  He asked. "Why don't you just leave me Yasir. I'm sorry we can't meet and there's nothing to talk about.  Amma would be pisssed of when she gets to know of you contacting me.  Please do let me be " she said then hung up.  Wow.  What must have happened?.
        I sat down and tried to process it. It's been ages they talked . She mentioned  Amma and he said they needed to talk.  And it was quite obvious she was also pissed off. Maybe it's now him and Amma . I'm happy it turned out that way.
      I called her thrice and as usual,  she didnt pick.  I've always promised not to call her again but....
Another call came in and I wondered who it was.  I felt dissapointed when she picked.  I realized it was Fati's brother after he introduced himself.
He also talked about wanting them to meet and she gave him a lame. excuse.  He said he was going to contact Amma and she protested.  Wow!       
            "Fine then.  I'll come over to your house and meet Hajiya. She was about to protest when he hung up. I've just been away for three days and then all these are happening . I called immediately after he hung up and she still didn't pick then I decided to leave a message. After sending her a message,  I felt the urge to talk to someone but who?  Mum would be asleep by this time. I called  Al Amin and it was switched off.  I decided to call Amma  my "wife to be". Well that's how everyone wants it excluding  my mum,  my sister and I.  Our families are looking up to she and I but I know it wouldn't happen.  I don't know how but I  know definitely that I won't marry Amma. She's not the type of girl I want. I want a Gorgeous Muslimah. I'm still wondering who she is but sooner or later,  I'll get to know her and make her mine.

Yeeeeee 😁.  I'm so sorry this chapter is short . It isn't my fault you know 😁.  It's that of Umar Faruk.  I guess he deserves some beating.
          
        Bibi love you.
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