Remember To Forget

Chapter 3- Madinah!

3 Days Later...

"So you're going to meet Madinah today?"

"Yes..." His eyes immediately turns to me, looking kind of teary. "I can't help but to feel nervous."

"Huh-huh... My twin brother is in love." I joked.

He replied with a silly look.

"So, have you called her yet?"

"No, just email."

"So how would you two meet? I mean how would you understand each other?..."

"Don't worry, Zay. I'll call her when she gets here."

I couldn't help but to smile... Since our parents passed away, it's been so difficult to see so much joy and happiness in Zayd's smile. He looks so cute with it. I stared at him lovingly. He seemed so happy.

"You seem so happy, bro?"

"Yes, of course... I'm so happy, I'll finally meet the love of my life today. It also seems she has friends in Nigeria."

"Since she already has friends in Nigeria, why would you meet her today? Aren't you rushing things, I mean..."

"We were really close, Zay. If you remember well, I used to say 'Madinah is my blood.' Mum used to let her sleep in our room whenever she visited. I can't imagine how she look now. I even dreamt of her last night. Madinah is my first love, And you know it."

"Astagfirullah! You look like a looser while admitting that just now." I rolled my eyes at him but he let out a sheepish laughter.

I nodded my head in disagreement. I pitied what he feels and calls love.

"Have you ever heard that LOVE-IS-WICKED?"

"Yes, I've also heard that love is also blind, miss talker. I'm never going to stop loving Madinah. Wait till she comes. Whatever happens, no matter what... There's always going to be something special between us, okay?"

"Okay, idiot... That's enough!" I said jotting some of his words into my notepad.

You'll ask me why?

Well, I do write stories mostly mystery and adventrous stories but sometimes, I add a bit of romance in it. All I've never felt. I only get inspiration from Zayd or movies sometimes. To me, I see romance as foolish and unnecessary.

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Minutes Later...

A call came in on Zayd's phone with an unknown number. It might just be her, he thanks and answers the call.

"Assalam 'Alaikum, it's Madinah Sahil speaking."

"Wa'alaikum Sallam, where are you right now?"

"Still in the airport actually, I'm sitting near the fountain."

"The fountain? I'm near the fountain too!" Zayd turned around as his eyes finally sees the beauty standing in front of him. She was exactly how he'd expected, how he'd dreamt of her to be.

Tall, pretty, slim, curvy... Somethings were not how he'd expected. The pupil in her eyes looked kind of blue and brown. Well, she had dark brown eyes when she was a baby. And she's not even wearing any hijab.

'Wait... Does she even pray at all? Is everything still the same about her?' Different questions clouded in his mind.... Questions he badly wanted to find answers for.

"I think I've found you... " His voice muttered.

"Really? I don't see you through..." She looked forward once more and her gaze fell on him.

She gasped in surprise, wondering if he would like her the way she was.

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