Fortuitous Tenderness

NINE.

"Aamir? I... I don't understand what you're trying to tell me! Wait! You can't marry me? Why?" A tight lump made in her throat. She could barely hold herself. She looked at him with so much confound and confusion.

"Ameenah, Allah knows how much I love you and how you mean to me. I've never met someone like you; so loving and caring. But, my father doesn't see that. He doesn't care about how I feel about you. He doesn't know what a wonderful person you are."

"You can't marry me?" She queried again, feeling a sharp pain in her chest. "Ameenah please try to understand..."

"Understand what?" She cuts him off. "That you can't marry me?" Her vision started to become blurry. "Ameenah." He sighed. "You have to believe me. It's not my fault." He was trying hard not to break down in front a girl.

"If you loved me you'd know what to do. Omar I don't want to see you ever again. I hate you!" She blurted out before turning and running into their two bedroom flat.

She ran to her mother's room. "Subahanallahi, Ameenah!" She exclaimed when Ameenah jumped on her body. "Ameenah? Halkass oo ah Aamir? (Where is Aamir?)" She asked in Somali.

"He told me he's not going to marry me" She wailed. Her body was shaking. She was really hurt and scared. She felt betrayed. "Ameenah? Calm down please. Talk to me. What did he tell you?"

She sat up right sniffing and wiping her tears away. "Okay now take a deep breath!" She did as her mother said.

"Now, tell me what happened." She said placing both hands on Ameenah's shoulder. "Aunty..." she murmured crying silently. "Please stop crying and tell me what's wrong. Do you want me to cry too?" Ameenah slowly shook her head no.

"Now stop crying and tell me what's wrong?"

She didn't hide anything from her mother. She told her everything that happened between her and Aamir few minutes ago.

"Innalillahi wa'inna ilaihir rajiun!" She sighed.

"Salamu Alaykum," her father entered the room. He plumped down on the couch opposite the bed looking at his wife and daughter. He pitied his daughter. The pain she's going through that moment.

"My daughter. You have to exercise patience. I just talked with Aamir and he explained everything. And by the looks of it this boy is innocent. Ameenah kiyi hakuri. Na sanki da hakuri. Everything will be okay!"

"Ameenah, go to your room and get some rest." Her mom ordered. She nodded and sluggishly stood up.

Why will he promise her something he wouldn't do? Why will he leave her to fall for him this deep? Why will he let her get used to being around him? She can't just let go now! Not this soon.

She's deeply in love with him. She's so in love with him. He can't just leave this soon!

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"Bashir, I'm on my knees. I've kept my ego and pride aside. Please Bashir it's high time you accept my love. Can't you see how I'm madly in love with you please? I've been chasing you for years! I've watched you love another girl. Please Bashir I can't live without you."

He stared at her eyes that was already looking red and swollen. For once he pitied her. She really is in love with him. But why can't he feel the same about her? He inhaled and exhaled.

She was still on her knees shedding tears. "Malika, please sit down." He sighed. She sniffed wiping her tears away. She sat back down on the chair.