WHY MEEEE????

Twenty

Ibrahim's POV

Maryam started telling me about her childhood when my phone began to ring. I picked the call without checking the caller I D. "Ibrahim" the very familiar voice called.

"Anisa? What do you want?" I asked.

"Ibrahim p-please ca-can we me-meet now?" she stammered. On normal circumstances Anisa does not stammer. Something is definitely wrong. "Now?" I asked.

"yes pl-please" she stammered again. "okay am on my way. " I said and hung up. The look on Maryam's face shows that she needs an explanation. Unfortunately she wouldn't get any.

"Am sorry something came up, I will be back before maghrib." I told her and took my car keys from the center table and left.

I don't know why Anisa wants to see me, I thought she has moved on with her life and doesn't need me anymore? Because that message she sent says it all. But whatever it is, I just hope its for the best.

Farhaan, zarah and maryam will never understand the bond I and Anisa share, she played a role in my life that no one can. But they think am obsessed with her. Am just.... Damn! I don't even know what I feel for her. Because I very well know that it's not love, neither is it friendship. I know that she's the most important person in my life. Not even ummee can take her part.

Flashback (Ten years ago.)

Nobody; I repeat nobody in this world is going to understand what am feeling right now. My best friend betrayed me and to top it all my own parents believe that I could do something  like that and kicked me out of the house. How could they, I am their only son for crying out loud! By the way, they never loved me, ummee always tell me that I was a mistake, I was never ment to be born, that I was a mistake her and Abba made out of childishness. And Abba, He never cared about me, he obeys and worship whatever ummee says just for her to forgive him of his past crime. What am just trying to say here is that my parents hate me, and believed I was a mistake who has never meant to come to this world.

I took out a pencil and a paper from my pocket. Since non of them want me, the best thing I can do is to stay away from their lives for ever and for their happiness.  I took the paper and wrote

Dear Abba and Ummee
     No matter how much it hurts me to write this, I still find myself writing it. Since the day you gave birth to me, you regretted it and even told me to my face that I was a mistake. You never knew the damage it did to me as a child. You hated me Ummee. And after what happened today, I realised that am not needed as I thought I was. Just wanna say good bye and I love you. I hope one day, the truth will come out and you'll know that your son Will never do something of that nature.
                                 with love
                                    Ibrahim.

End of flashback

I reached the place Anisa told me to meet her. After waiting for five minutes, she came.

"Ya Allah! What happened to you?" I asked as she approached me. This is not the Anisa I know, this Anisa standing here has bags under her eyes and her face is swollen.

"I-Ibrahim" she stammered.

"let's get inside the car" I helped her in. "take your time and calm down." I told her.

After ten minutes of an uncomfortable silence, she finally spoke. "Ibrahim am sorry, I know I have no right to ask for your forgiveness now despite what I've done, but please find somewhere in your heart to forgive me."

"And the text message, I thought you've moved on?" I asked.

"that message was a scam, I was forced to send it to you by my mom when she found out that I was having an affair with a married man." she blurted.

"And now?" I challenged, she can't be serious.

"I've sorted things out with her, I told her about the alliance and everything. even though she was against it, I manage to convince her that we will just be friends and nothing else." she narrated. "Am sorry once again." she apologized again.

"it's okay Anisa, I understand what you're afraid of." I patted her back. "it's all over now." I assured her.

"Things like this are meant to happen, to strengthen our relationship." she whispered and we both kept quite.

"how is Maryam?" she asked out of nowhere.

"uhh she's fine I guess. except if you want me to tell you that she's dead." I joked.

"haah! am not that desperate Ibrahim." she laughed.

"Yeahh I know, just pulling your legs." I said. I promised Maryam to be back before maghrib.

"I want to meet her" she blurted.

"huh! Did I hear you well?"

"yapp! You heard me well. I want to meet Maryam."

"okay, just text me when you're free, I will come and pick you."

"Ani I have to go, I promised her to be back before maghrib." I told her.

"it seems like you're getting along with each other." she said.

"jealous huh?" I teased. " why should I, I know you love me better." the question here is do I really love Anisa? No, I don't think so. This is where you're wrong Anisa, things have changed.

"bye Ibrahim" she waved as she got down from the car. "bye" I waved back and drove off."

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Hey there!
boring chapter? Ikr.
Next chapter is going to be fun, trust me.

The Ibrahim haters, please try and understand him. he's a very nice guy.

Today I present to you our one and only beloved Maryam.

See you next time.