His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Jiddah's POV .
He knocked on my door twice and then suddenly left. Why do people tend to always ask annoying questions. Oh yes! I am annoyed. He saw I was bleeding and all he could do was to as if I was Ok?. Would someone who is 'ok' bleed ? Gross.
His second offence was he only knocked on my door twice and gave up with the 'I don't care' attitude. It's just so unfair.
I sat down on my bed and firmly pinched the soft part of my nose which is above my nostrils, for about 10 minutes.
I then leaned forward and breathed through my mouth . I already have a towel and water by my side so I wet the towel and placed it on my nose. My nose was no longer bleeding so I sat up right and rubbed my swollen forehead.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror and smirked . This was how I actually looked. Umar Faruk saw me like this. With my hair down , I look gorgeous. Amma would always advice me to let my hair fall freely on my back and I shouldn't cover it. "You look sexy that way" she would say. I guess that would be when I'm married.
I haven't forgotten the fact that he was playing with my hair. This guy is just do unpredictable.
I lay on my bed closing my eyes. My head hurts but I'm not the pill 💊 person so I sleep instead and it always works out for me.
The Adhan (call to prayer) woke me up. I sat up yawning when my eyes suddenly landed on the wall clock.
"A'udhu billahi mina ashaytani ar rajim [I seek refuge of Allah from Shaytan].
It's already time for Asr and I haven't observed Salatul Dhuhur.
I went to the bathroom, performed my ablution and then observed my salahs.
After spending hours[ exaggeration] in the last sujood of Salatul Asr, I ended the prayer and went to Amma's room. She's so going to kill me.
"Amma I'm so sorry. I hit my head and then I started having a terrible headache so I took a nap. Look at my forehead if you think I'm lying" I pleaded. She looked back and after seeing m y forehead she smiled. "Apology accepted " she shut down her system and ate the last piece of cake on the plate beside her.
I felt a sharp pain in my head and I winced. "Go and have more rest Jiddah and please take some pills 💊 " she said. I muttered a thank you and rushed to my room.
The pain grew worse as I approached my room. I sat down on my bed and placed a hand on my forehead closing my eyes. It was then flashbacks took over my sight.

Minal! How many times have I warned you not to be jumping on the stairs? A woman in her forties said. Ya Rabb! How familiar she looked. Who is she to me? I want to know.. I went to remember.
Ya salam! I feel like fainting at this moment because the headache is something I don't think I can endure.
"Don't worry Minal. I'll get you a car after you graduate " a man in his fifties spoke. He was sitting on the Couch and I sat beside him.

Ya rabb! Am I regaining my memory. Please let me do. I closed my eyes again but there were no images. It was just plain.
"No! " I cried grabbing my head which was hurting so bad. I grabbed my phone which was by my side and dialed Amma's number.
"Baby girl waddup?" she spoke.
"Amma please come" I finally managed to say and ended the call.
I was in pain but then I stared wondering how she got here in just a blink of an eye.
"You scared me to death Jiddah what........ " she started but couldn't complete her sentence.
"Innalillahi WA Inna ilaihi raji'un! Jiddah! What's wrong? " she asked rushing over to where I was. I held my head with both hands which felt too heavy. She understood what I was going through so she ran to the kitchen and brought me a bottle of cold water.

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I woke up later in the day feeling much better. I quickly showered , got dressed and observed Salatul Asr before heading to Amma's room.
"Jiddah! How are you feeling " she asked hugging me. "I'm feeling better Alhamdulillahi" I replied hugging her back.
We chatted for a while, where I told her everything. We were all happy that I was gradually regaining my memory.
"I will stop calling you Jidda. I will call you Minal instead since that's your name. " Amma said zipping her bag. She would be leaving for school tomorrow and I have been wondering how I will survive. I'm already used to her and her madness, attitudes, listening to her singing with her horrible voice and basically everything about her. "You can still call me Jiddah" I said grabbing a cookie from her.

"Nop! I will call you Minal and let's not argue about that. " she said with a serious face. "So who do you look like? Mummy or daddy" We chatted on for a while before Mama called us. She was on her bed when we got in . She was on the phone so Amma and I sat on the carpet whispering to each other.
"Amma! " she called and without waiting for an answer, she continued. "At the age of what did your sister get married? " She asked.
"Mamah she was 20" Amma answered.
"How old are you now?" Mamah asked. "I'm 21 Mamah " she replied.
"Jiddah! " she called making my heart skip a beat. "Na'am Mamah" I replied playing with my nails.
"What's going on between you and Yasir? " she asked.
Shikenan! I knew something like this was going to happen. I told him severally that I wasn't interested but he wouldn't listen.
"Mamah wallahi there's nothing. I've told him severally that I'm not interested but he wouldn't listen. " I said and trust me , I stammered.
"Why don't you like him? She asked . I looked up to be sure it was the Mamah I know.
"Did you suddenly become mute? " she asked after the awkward moment of silence but I still couldn't say a word. I simply shook my head.
"Well, you better give him a chance because Daddy mentioned you and Amma getting married on the same day which would be early next year. "
Ya Salam! Marriage? Salim and I?.
"You have no problem Amma, your dad said he was going to speak to Umar's mother which I think he already has. "
Innalillahi WA Inna ilaihi raji'un. I couldn't believe my ears. Umar and Amma get married? I turned to look at her and she was all red.
I heard Amma narrating what happened earlier today to Mamah but my mind wasn't there. I swallowed the lump in my throat and wiped the tears that were formed in my eyes.
"Mummy do you prefer to call her Minal or Jiddah?" AmmA asked.
"I would never call her Jiddah again. I like the name Minal which is Amina I guess. Why won't I want to call her Minal when she's my mother's name sake?" Mamah asked.

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I glanced at my reflection in the mirror once again but I knew the girl staring at me was different from the person I am. My eyes are all red and swollen. Why won't it be when I've been crying . I don't want to get married without my parent's blessings . Even if I have to, then definitely not with Nasir.
"Jiddah! Let's go. He's already here. " Amma yelled.
She called him the moment we left Mamah's room and like she said, she told him "the good news".
She rushed into my room and before I could realize what was happening, she showered me with the khumra [an Arabian perfume ] she was with.
"Look at your future husband Minal. Doesn't he look hot? " she whispered to me when we sighted him. He was leaning on his car dressed in a white caftan. I simply ignored her and kept on muttering silent prayers.
"Amaryata kin Sha kyau [you look stunning my bride] he said the moment Amma left. Where are your manners Minal. You didn't even greet him.
"Ina wuni [good evening]" I greeted which he cheerfully answered to. We chatted on for a while and I don't mean chat chat like chat 😁 . It was more of a question and answers. He was basically the one asking the questions.
"I've already told Hajiya I would be going out with you Minal"he said looking down at me.
After thirty minutes of the questions and answers, he suggested that we go out which I refused to. He instantly called Amma and when I told her I was going nowhere, she took the phone to Mamah. Now I have no option.
I got into the car and held the door in case if anything is going to happen. We drove in silence to somewhere I don't know. He kept on blabbing and when he realized my attention wasn't with him, he gave up and kept quiet.
"Jiddah. Oh sorry Minal" he started. "I guess it would be a little bit hard for me to get used to calling you Minal. Baby will suit you " he said and I felt disgusted. I wonder if he has seen me with a feeder or diapers.
"Have I wronged you in anyway? " he asked breaking the awkward silence. I shook my head then he continued.
"Then why don't you relax and feel free with me Minal. Wallahi I love you for the sake of Allah and I have no intention of hurting you. Please give me a chance "
Ya salam! How am I going to deal with this? Why should I tell him.
"Don't worry Minal. I'll give you some time to think" he said starting the car.
"I guess we better start going since you wouldn't come in. I just wanted us to grab some things and you know have some fun but don't worry I won't force you" he said sounding quite disappointed .
I started to feel guilty and wanted to apologize to him but you know why I didn't. Ego is a bastard.
The car suddenly broke down and saying I was scared was an understatement.
"Don't worry about me Nasir. I can walk home since its just ten minutes walk. I'll be fine" I said turning to leave when he grabbed my veil.
"No! I can't let you go Minal. It isn't safe. Let's get a vehicle or something. " he said.
After much arguments, he let me go only after I promised to call him the moment I get home.
I was walking down the street muttering silent prayers and must I mention how fast I was? My heart suddenly began to beat faster when I noticed some guys walking towards me.
Ya Rabb! Please save me
My body was already shivering and I thought I was going to die when one of the pointed at me.
Tears suddenly began to stream down my cheeks. You are gone Minal. I started to walk back wards and I didn't know when I started to run. Who could have thought I am good runner.
I made up my mind to talk to the fist person I see. The place is very quiet and dangerous. I saw a guy walking with his phone in his hand. He was too engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't notice me.
Umar! Alhamdulillahi [praise be to Allah ]. It was Umar I saw and I didn't know when I wiped my tears and made some snoopy dance in my head.
"Faruk!" I called hurriedly walking towards him. He was beyond shocked .

"Innalillahi WA Inna ilaihi raji'un. Jiddah what are you doing here by this time of the night" he asked moving closer to me.
I couldn't say a word. The only thing I knew was that I felt like strangling him. Doesn't he know I'm in danger. He kept on insisting that I tell him what happened and the reason why I'm outside by this time of the night.
It took me like seven minutes to be able to make him change his mind. We walked home in silence and I could sense he was fighting the urge to ask me questions.
Amma was in the sitting room when we arrived so without a word and not even a 'thank you' I rushed to my room.
Wow! What a day.

Yeah cupcakes. What a day *sigh*.
I'm sorry I took long before I updated. I would try my possible best to update at my leisure time.
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