"That was the last straw that broke the camel's back", I said to Kevin. "I came back to Mombasa and I have not spoken to him since".
"Wow that is quite a story".
"I know it is a mess and I will understand if you decide to stay away"
"Who said anything about staying away, I am just getting started!" he grins and kisses me on the lips.
This catches me unawares but I quickly recover and kiss him back, savoring the taste of mint in his mouth. I feel butterflies in my stomach and I do not care if Salim is watching us or any other worries I may have had. We kissed until we ran out for breath.
We arrived in Mombasa at the wee hours of the morning and Kevin said goodbye immediately and leaves alone. I am left with Salim and we go home together silently.
One week later, I moved into my new home. I was sharing a two bedroom apartment with a roommate. My mother did not accept it but there was nothing she could do since my dad already agreed. I said goodbye to my parents and hello to my new home! I just had a bed and a mattress, a dressing table I had bought a while back while on my trip in Dar es Salaam Tanzania and kitchen utensils which were enough to get me started.
Salim and Kevin came to see me in my new home and suggested we go out and celebrate. I agreed and quickly change to go out. We grab our drinks and join the party until late at night. They dropped me off and we said goodbye. I changed into my sleeping pajamas and fall right asleep.
I woke up in the morning still sleepy. I dragged myself to the bathroom for a quick shower before heading to work. I grabbed my phone to leave and that's when I saw several missed calls from Kevin. I called back.
"Hey", he immediately answers
"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing much, I just wanted us to talk... Just you and me".
"Ok, can we meet in the evening then, because am headed to work right now".
"That's ok. See you later"
"Bye".
I am swarmed with a thousand questions on what he wanted to talk about. Nothing seemed off the previous night and we all had a wonderful time. I tried not to think about it during the day but I couldn't. I was nervous and anxious. "There is only one way to find out," I said to myself as I pack my stuff to go home in the evening.
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The Forbidden
Short StoryThis is based on a true story about the Muslim girl Yusra who defies tradition, culture and religion in order to find her independence and love.