My Crush

Chapter 34

She couldn't stop thinking of Mubarak, everything she ever do to him still linger around her, she never knew she was so selfish to force someone to love her. Can she ever forgive herself?" She question herself bitterly. She lost appetite and drop her cutlery and stood up to walk out of her parent from the dinning.

"Nusaiba" her dad called.

"Na'am."

"Why are you leaving suddenly not like you even touch your food?" He asked.

"I don't know dad, I just lost appetite. I can't really help the fact that Mubarak was jail because of me and to even worst it mum said he refused to follow her that day. He said he prefer to be homeless than to stay in his fathers house. What does that mean? Did he really hate me this much now to even reject his home? She asked as tears beamed out of her eyes.

Hajiya drop her cutlery and rest her face on the back of her hand, guilty and shame revolving her vision. She just wish she can undo the damage she has done. Her husband gave her that I told you look and she burst into another series of tears and before the dinning room.

Alhaji return his gaze back to his daughter's own and gave her that pity look too. "Nusaiba don't worry we shall look for Mubarak and seek for his forgiveness and also asked him to come back home by all means. Just keep praying we found him okay?"

Insha Allah dad I will. I just hope he can ever forgive me for__have done more than enough damage to his life, including his work I hope his not sacked. It been been solely three month and he hasn't return home dad."

Uhm! Let keep praying dear.

Please dad do something. It really suffocate me to the core " she said truthfully.

"I will. So how about your school? You ready to take the step?" He ask trying to just change the topic for he can't truly promise her but will try all his possible means.

"Yes dad I'm ready. Have confirm everything and it was just a semester differ so will just start afresh a new semester after this break." She stated happily.

"Insha Allah. I wish all the best. Just make sure you face your study and don't go dying for a guy rather let him do that okay."

"Dad" she called. She felt hurt by the word. "You took me so low. Dying or crushing on Mubarak doesn't make me beg all guys for love. It just happened that I love him and the feelings did not reciprocate.

I'm sorry" He apologized. "I was just trying to pull your leg a bit" He said honestly.

Is okay dad. I understand" with that she stood up and left him motionless. She was beyond hurt by his word.

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She was busy doing some laundry and listening to a Hausa song when her phone started ringing she peep at the caller ID immediately she saw it was Fatima hamza shettima, She rinse her hand and pick the call. " Hello" Fatima answered.

"Fatima you hardly called, WhatsApp with you?" She asked surprisingly.

"Yeah I know I'm bad at that I'm sorry. We want to visit you hope you're free?" Fatima asked smoothly.

The question left her hanging with a lot of thought. Are they coming to mock her? Should she just tell them she's not around like other days or will they think she's has just distance herself? "Are you there?" Fatima asked again after a minute of silent.

"Oh sorry! Will send you my new home address, will be expecting you guys insha Allah. " She said and end the called before they do.

How will they react coming to this area? Seeing me like this? What will I offer them or how will I explain why we end up this way. Ya Allah guild me through and distance me from feeling any embarrassment, Ya Allah make me strong to accept whatever come out of them" She pray and wipe a string of tears off her cheeks.