Hajara's Journey (A Love Story)

Chapter twenty eight

Not edited

Enjoy

I felt someone sprinkle water on my face. Then my mind went back to the incident that occurred. For a minute I thought it was a dream and I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
I heard some movements and the banging of the door and I opened my eyes to see the woman.
The one who claimed to be my mother.
Oh, so it wasn't a dream.

I turned around and realised we were alone in mami's room.

"Why?" I mouthed as I let out loud sobs. And soon, I became hysteric forgetting the 'patience' lecture I had had just some few minutes ago.

"Are you ready to hear my side of the story?"
I nodded my head. I didn't want to presume anything. At least she deserved a fair chance and I was going to give her that.

.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
For months, I consumed myself with school work. I didn't know how to explain my emotions and I pushed everyone aside.
No it wasn't intentional but I just didn't know how to do it.
I didn't know how to face them.
I was with Hanna and a few juniors who had joined as the previous year in the hostel.

At least, my relation with Hanna wasn't bad. But with my grandma and the aunty. I just wanted space.

My phone buzzed and I checked to see the caller ID. It was Kamal. This guy! He didn't visit me at the hospital like he promised neither did he call after and me to, I had forgotten to call him with the event that was happening around me.

"Hello"
I slurred into the speaker.

"Okay..."
I muttered as I hanged up the call.

He wanted as to meet in a café downtown and since I was done with my studies, I decided to meet him at least, that was going to clear my head a bit.

.
.
.
"Are you saying she doesn't also know the whereabouts of your dad?" He asked as he munched on his salad and samosa.

I nodded my head and drank my ice tea absent minded.

"Hmmmmm I think you should forgive her. Most especially your grandma. Holding that grudge is not going to take you anywhere. But, it will rather hurt you more.
Hajara, one thing I have learnt the hard way is that, you never know what you'll do if put in a situation as someone.

Do you know what you would have done if you were in your mom's shoes? No you don't.
So please, think about it and after, call me to tell me you've forgiven them.

And, please go for the lunch your mom has been asking for.
I'm sure she's in hot waters now as she has to explain to her husband about her past. Please, do not make it any difficult for her."

And as he spoke, he squezzed my palm which was on the table as if to assure me everything was going to be okay.

I wiped the loan tear that had dropped on my face and sniffed the snort that wanted to roll over.

"Thanks Kamal. I owe you a lot"

"Never mind. I have to run for some business and please do call me" he stood up to stretch his dashiki
"And oh, make sure you clear your plate and send me a picture. It cost a fortune to eat over here" he added with a wink as he made his way to leave.

I smiled back at him.

Just then, I heard someone clear his throat behind me. Oh no, I pray he's not the one for he to had asked me out for lunch and I  politely declined using school load as an excuse.

I turned to see Mr Hakeem. And no, he didn't spare Kamal a chance, he held the neck of kamals shirt and only left it when I screamed.

Turning to me, he grabbed me by the wrist and took me out of the café. Oh my poor delicious Mac and cheese.

I sat in his black Benz and banged the door loudly as i strapped the seatbelt to my torso. I was angry and that was the best way to show it.

"I love you Hajara." Can't you see it?
Eish, that was a first.
"And I want the best for you. For God's sake, why do you keep on seeing him? Why? Can't you see?"

His eyes glistered with tears as he spoke. And for a split second, I wanted to tell him how I felt to but this wasn't the time.

"Hakeem, he is not what you think he is. Fine. He is special to me but not in a romantic way. No. So the earlier you get that, the better for all of us.

I know you love me and all. I like you to. In fact, very much. You are very generous. But I want us to get to know each other better a bit before I make my final decision."

"How do you expect us to know each other if you hardly give me a chance?" He asked.

I sighed exasperatedly. "Give me time and I promise you to give in my all to this. I promise.
I just want to settle the issue with the aunty then my heart can be free."

"You mean your mom?"

I nodded

"Okay, but please let me take you out. I saw how you wanted to eat that Mac and cheese. Let's get you a better one at a six star hotel restaurant."

"Okay"
I sighed nothing was going to make him change his words so I wasn't going to argue with him.

As the car moved, he held onto my left palm fondly.

"I love you"
He muttered.

Haaaa
Hakeem always available at the right time.
Now I need a Hakeem in my life😂😂.

By the way, yes your girl double updated.

Kindly tag your friends
And
Vote.
It'll make my day.

Eid Mubarak in advance and please practice social distance as you celebrate😍