HER CRUSH

Chapter23

Abdullah....
"I won't call her, just get out of here, bro!" I shouted angrily at Sufyan. "You can have her if you want."

"Wallah, I won't leave without you calling her," Sufyan replied this isn't fair, Abdul. This girl has suffered a lot; please forgive her. I know you want to, but your ego isn't letting you do the right thing."he snapped back, "And who are you to tell me that I can have her? I'm not just interested in her.

You're not interested in the girl, so am I. I'm not interested in having any relationship with her again.
Just get out, Sufyan! You're not going to lecture me on what's right. You can have her if you want, I don't care.

Abdul, this isn't about me wanting her. This is about you forgiving someone who loves you. You've been hurt, I get it, but don't let your ego dictate your actions.

I glared at him, I'm done with that girl," I hissed, I don't bloody care about her. She can go to hell for all I care."

Liar! I can see it in your eyes that you still love her."
He raised his voice.

I ignored him and stood up from the bed, buttoning up my shirt. I walked towards the vanity, spraying a bit more of my perfume. His voice followed me, softer now. "Why are you doing this, bro?"

I didn't respond, but he continued, "I promised her I'd make you call her."

His words stopped me in my tracks. I turned to face him, my expression incredulous. "You promised her that? What business do you have making promises to her on my behalf?"

Abdul do whatever the fuck you feel is bloody right for you he hissed.

Okay, I'll call her, but know that she truly hurt my feelings a lot. No one has ever hurt me the way she did."

"No one is above mistakes, bro. I know she wronged you, and she shouldn't have talked about your sickness. But she apologized, and she realizes her mistakes. Why not give her a chance and start everything over?"

"I will call her.

swear and promise.

I promise.

swear.

I swear!" I exclaimed, and I playfully punched him on the shoulder. We both laughed.

"So, when are you going to call her?" He asked.

"Please don't start ; I promise you I will call her. I will." Don't make me change my mind. You know I want to go meet Abba and talk things through with him."

"I really don't know what to do. I know no matter what, he won't agree with the marriage to Zarah. I can sense some tension." I also thought about my desire to marry both women on the same day, but my problem is that my mother hasn't given me the go-ahead on this. "She'd say she doesn't want me to marry two people. "I don't know who she likes between them." I massaged my beard, deep in thought.

"And I think... I love them both," I ended the sentence with a sigh.

"You think...?

No, I mean I love them both... I just can't choose between them," I clarified.

Sufyan nodded understandingly. "If you don't marry Zarah, she'll think you cheated on her. Let's go ask Ummi which one she likes between Asma and Zarah."

We headed to Ummi's place, and she was on the phone, sitting on the couch. Sufyan sat beside her, while I sat on the facing couch, waiting for her to end the call.

"Any problem?" she asked, looking up after she hangs up.

"Ummi, I...," I started, but the words got stuck. I looked at Sufyan, and he gestured for me to continue.

"Ummi, I want to talk to you about my marriage," I said finally.

"What's going on with your marriage?" she asked, munching on her food.

"Ummi, I want to meet Abba and talk things through with him. I want to tell him about Zarah," I explained.

"What about Asma'u?" Ummi asked, her eyes narrowing.

I scratched the back of my head, hesitant. "Ummi, Asma'u... I was thinking... "

"Don't even start!" She  interrupted. "You won't marry two girls at the same time, Abdullah! This is craziness! Where did you ever see people doing that? Besides, you're just 28; you can't handle both of them."

"Ummi, I can," I muttered hastily.

"Go to your father's house and talk to him about your marriage with Asma'u. That's my final decision."

"But Ummi, what about Zarah?" I protested.

Ummi's voice rose. "Abdullah, get out of here! I don't want to hear anything from you again. You can't even handle yourself, let alone two people!"

"But Ummi, I love Zarah too," I pleaded. "She'll think I've been using her all this time."

"Get out!"Ummi's response is stern.

***

The following day, at 2:30 pm, I drove to Kaduna and arrived around 4:00 pm. I headed to Zarah's parents' house, intending to surprise her. "It's a surprise, right? Yeah, I want to surprise her.

I parked my car outside and took a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions after a month apart. As I approached the door, I knocked, and her sweet, melodious voice replied, "Coming!" I heard footsteps approaching, and when the door swung open, Zarah's shocked expression greeted me. Her mouth hang open in surprise, and I smile softly, knowing she never expected me to show up.

"Flies," I muttered, looking at her as she closed her mouth. She looked beautiful, as always. Whenever I say this girl is beautiful, believe me, she is.

"Just that she's nothing compared to Asma'u. Asma'u's beauty can't be explained. That girl's beauty is extraordinary, "But then there's Zarah... she's also beautiful, Masha Allah."

I pulled her aside as I walked in, and she followed behind me. I settled down on the couch and asked her to call Ammi so I can greet her.

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