Remember To Forget

Chapter 5 - Hijab Is My Diamond

"Excuse me, please."  She smiled at his face and answered the call.

"Assalam Alaikum, Jazid!"

"Yes, I got here minutes ago... It's just so hot here like hell.

I miss you too. Don't worry... I'll be back in three months time. I just had to visit Nigeria, At least once before I die.

I'm with one of my friend... Just family friends you know?

"Okay bye, I'll chat with you later."

She smiled and tapped the end call space on her phone.

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Zayd's P. O. V

Wait... Who was that? Jazid. Was he her boyfriend? Why would she refer me as just one of her family friends? How long have she known him? How close are they?

"Zayd!" Madinah called.

"Zayd! Zayd!!" She gently tapped his hand. He went silent as if he was off minded. She must have noticed since his bright smile dropped.

"Yes..." He finally responded.

"Are you alright?" She quirked an eyebrow.

"Yes.... Yes, yes. Sure, I'm fine."Confusion laced his voice as he answered. As if he was bothered about something but just couldn't say or ask it.

"So where would you spend the night ? I can take you there." He asked.

"No, don't bother. I already booked a room in an hotel."

"Huh-huh... Really?"

"Yes. It's Three-Stars Hotel."

"Wow! That's quiet expensive."

Madinah nodded her head in agreement and smiled once again.

There and then, silence reigned. Everything looked and sounded awkwardly. Zayd wanted to ask who the guy was but he couldn't. It was their first meeting after 15 years, there was still more questions to ask than it seemed. Madinah wore a smile anytime their eyes meet, he couldn't even hold her again. The weather suddenly became cold, he helped her carry a bag and stopped a taxi across the road.

"Taxi!" Zayd called as a yellow painted car stopped.
"Let's go, Dynah." He signalled.

"No, don't worry about me," She smiled I would find my way.

"You don't expect me to leave someone as beautiful as you are, here alone. This brother of yours isn't that heartless. Let's go." He insisted, signalling her to enter first.

She smiled and got into the taxi. They sat together at the back seat, enjoying the silent drive. About a thousand and one thoughts roamed on Zayd's head. He dared not to ask one, because of fear. The fear of what she would think of him... The name Jazid, my forever was still ringing in his ear.

Madinah kept stealing glances of him, wondering what he would think if she told him her mind.

"I'll drop by the next junction." Zayd told the driver as he hands him his cash. The money for both of them.

"I'll get in touch with you soon Dynah. Good night and take care." He waved, staring at her doe-like sparkling eyes.

"Okay, take care too." She smiled as he came down.

"Our house is the next one after this... The one with black gate." He pointed. Madinah stretched her neck out of the window to recognised the place.

"Okay, see you then. My regards to everyone at home!"

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The hot amala and ewedu soup I prepared for him has already turned cold. I wonder what they were discussing till 10:00 p. m at night. I was about to sleep when I heard his salama.

"Wa'aikum sallam, bro!" I rushed to open the door, like a child waiting for santa clause....

"So, how was it?" I asked excitedly. "How did it go? Tell me!"

He heaved a heavy sigh and sat closer to me.

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