Remember To Forget

Chapter 6 - Emotional Trauma

He heaved a heavy sigh and sat close to me.

"Hope all is well, Zayd? Why the long face?" I questioned. I had been day dreaming that he would dance back home... I wonder what had happened.

Nothing sis, I'm so tired and thirsty.

I quickly handed him a cup of water from a big-covered bucket. He gulped every drop down his throat as I watched him surprisingly.

It was as if he actually went in search of work. "Stop the drama and tell me exactly what happened?" I asked impatiently and faced him. He wore a pretty smile and laid on the bed.

"Hmmm... Nothing. Madinah is someone grown now, matured and beautiful." He paused and nibbled his lower lip for a minute, as if he was trying to remember what had happened.

I took her to hierarchy's restaurant... Yes, the one within the airport. There, we had dinner and talked about our feelings and past.

"Masha Allah! Really?... That's good to hear, tell me more." I opened my antenna-like ears, wanting to hear every detail of it.

It seems she don't feel the same way for me. A guy called hear and she told him I was just a family-friend.

"Subhanallah, poor girl! What did you expect her to say? What are you before? Her boyfriend?"

"Yes, something like that. She even saved the guy's contribute with my forever.

"Really?"

"Yes..." he nodded slowly. It was as if he was disappointed or something.

I held his hand into mine and felt his pain. 'Poor boy, mama's last born.' I thought within myself. He sounded like a lad reporting his fights to his mother... I couldn't help but to blush.

"Don't stress yourself with what isn't meant to be. You guys haven't been together for years now, what did you think? I would advise you give her time or perhaps spend more time with her to understand her better. Was that why you care home with that boring face? She never promised to marry you did she?"

But we had this closeness, Zay. Mum used to...

"Can we just forget about the past? Leave that where it be, Zayd. Leave they past in your memory. That was then and now is now. Things would be better only if you forget about the past and move on with your life... Let the innocent girl be."

"What are you insinuating?" He frowned.

"We plan but Allah is the best Planner. What I mean is... You guys were only childhood friends. Not all childhood Friendship workout into relationship or marriage. I didn't understand, why are you pushing so hard?"

"I feel a commitment towards her, Zay." He smiled at himself again. As if he remembered something. Zayd put his hand into his pocket and bought out his mobile phone.

"Here! I snickly took a shot of her, but it isn't that clear."

He showed me the blurry picture and I burst into laughter.

Just then, Grandma entered and our laughter immediately faded. It seems our noise woke her up.

"What are you both discussing at the middle of the night. It's already 12:30 a.m." She silently warned.

I and Zayd tried not to laugh but we ended up snickering at her English.

"Sorry... It's nothing, mama. Just teenage talk. "I whisphered.

"Just give us a minute mama, And we'll go to bed." Zayd added.

"Okay, if you say so. Early to bed, early to rise, remember?"

"Makes man healthy, wealthy and wise." I completed the poem for her in whispers.

She smile and nodded her head as if she was saying this naughty girl.

"Okay, good night children. I need silence, please." She pointed at us before leaving the room.

"Ehn! As I was saying before grandma interrupted... " I moved closer to Zayd on his bed. "This picture is under-exposed. You would have kindly told her to send you her pix." I glued my eyes to his phone's screen, trying to figure out her face but I couldn't.

"Astagfirullah! This one that wears makeup like a chimpazine released from mortuary... " I mimicked but Zayd didn't fall for it.

"That hurts Zay, I know you're jealous. You just can't admit it. Wait till she pays a visit, then you'll know the meaning of true beauty."

"Whatever! Everything na makeup!" I hissed away into my room, after hugging him good night.

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