HER CRUSH

Chapter24

Zarah....
Yaa Allah, am I dreaming or what? He actually came!" surprised by his unexpected visit. The thought that he might have just come to greet Ammi made me frown slightly. "But I'm happy, I'm hell happy to see him after a month!"

After calling her, I waited patiently in her room, waiting for her return. When she walked in, I remained seated, unsure of what to say. She didn't acknowledge me, instead focusing on folding her clothes and arranging them in her wardrobe.

"Ammi, wallahi, I didn't know he was coming," I said hurriedly, noticing her gaze.

"Did I say anything?

No, Ammi, but..."

Before I could finish, she cut me off "Go!" she exclaimed.

I chuckled softly, and she shakes her head, a small smile playing on her lips.

I went directly to the kitchen, arranged some refreshments on a tray, and took it to him. "Abdul," I speak , looking at him, he stood up, which made me frown.

I'll go to the masjid, I haven't prayed," he concluded, looking at me, and I nodded in understanding. After a while, he came back and took a sip of water. I looked at him nervously, unsure of what to say or do next.

I cleared my throat, trying to draw his attention back to me, but he's still engrossed in his phone.

"Ina yini," I greeted him, trying again.

"How are you doing?" He finally looked up, asking, "How's your studies?"

"I'm fine, Alhamdulillah." I replied.

What about you? How have you been doing? And how's our Ummi?"

She's doing great, Alhamdulillah."he responded, "

After that, an awkward silence fell between us. I want to apologize, but I didn't know where to start. After gathering my courage, I speak up, "Abdul, I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't intend to hurt you; I didn't mean what I said."

He raised his hand, stopping me mid-sentence. "What happened has already happened; I don't want to talk about it anymore. But the truth is, you hurt my feelings a lot. Even if Asma told you something about me, you shouldn't have taken action without confronting me and hearing my side of the story. You just went and did whatever came to your mind. And you didn't have to use my sickness against me and insult me that way."

"I think I should be going." He stood up

"Would you mind dropping me at Ama's house?" I asked,"I need to collect my book; it's already 5:00 pm."I explained,

He seemed hesitant, but eventually told me to meet him outside. I walked back to my room, slid on my hijab, grabbed my phone, and headed out the door. I informed Ammi that I am leaving, and she knows I will be heading to Ama's house.

As I stepped out of the house, his car is waiting outside, like a knight in shining armor or a prince charming, depending on how you looked at it. I slid into the passenger seat, closing the door behind me with a soft thud.

Instead of driving off, Abdul stared at me, his gaze piercing enough to make me wonder if he'd forgotten how to drive. "You said you don't want darkness to creep in while you're in Kaduna," I reminded him, trying to snap him out of his trance like state.

"I missed you," he admitted, a broad smile spreading across his face like a sunrise.

I raised an eyebrow, incredulous. Really? You missed me? After ignoring my calls and being with another girl?"

He chuckled, Baby, I'm not complete without you. You're everywhere in my dreams, on the road, even in my breakfast cereal."

I burst out laughing. "Liar! You're just trying to sweet talk your way out of trouble I looked at him, Men are like Wi-Fi signals - sometimes strong, sometimes weak, but always prone to disconnections. And yet, we women keep trying to reconnect, hoping for a stable connection.