HER CRUSH

Chapter33

Two weeks later
Zarah..
"The house is quite noisy; people have started arriving for the wedding, and there's some tension between Abdul's family and Asma... it seems Abdul has called off the wedding, but I'm not entirely sure what happened."

"Hanan filled me in, as Abdul hasn't been sharing any details with me. I've gotten to know her, and she's really nice and friendly; we've become close friends in just two weeks, like we've known each other for years."

"I'm exhausted, wallah; all this wedding stress is overwhelming. Today, my aunties and others went to Abuja for my jere at my house, but I have no idea what the house looks like. I really want to see it; Iklima promised to FaceTime me as soon as they arrive."

I settled into my bed, doing nothing but waiting for Farida to come... I'm not allowed to go out, and I don't know why. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a message; I knew it was Abdul - he sent me a voice note with some crazy music and men singing, which I couldn't understand at all.

I picked up the phone and checked his message. "Now you're going to pretend you didn't see my message, right?" 🥺

I typed out a response, trying to keep a straight face. "Who, me? Pretend I didn't see your message? Never!" 😂 I hit send, and immediately.

Abdul responded almost immediately. "Liar! I know you're ignoring me. 😂

I send this emoji alright my Abdul 🤭

He didn't reply, but after a few minutes, he FaceTimed me. I slid and picked up, expecting to see his face, but instead, his beautiful niece, Ihsan, appeared on the screen. "Hello, aunty! Good afternoon!" she said, smiling.The adorable Ihsan brightened my screen. We met when Abdul first took me to his family's home.

"Afternoon, my pumpkin! How's your day?" I asked.

"Fine Mommy braided my hair today. Do I look pretty?" she asked, seeking approval.

"Absolutely beautiful, Masha Allah!" I replied.
But her smile faltered. "Uncle A said I look bad."

"Oh, pumpkin, don't cry! He's teasing; you're lovely."

Her face lit up again.Tell him to buy me chocolates!" she demanded.

"I will, baby," I promised.

Then, she pleaded, "Aunty, stop him from calling me a small rat!"

Uncle A, hear me? Stop teasing my pumpkin, or we'll starve you for weeks!"

Abdul's laughter echoed in the background.
Oya, come, walidatik tatasil bik" (Your mommy is calling you).

"Aunty, when will you come? Please come tomorrow and buy me a teddy bear and chocolates," Ihsan pleaded.

I laughed, and she sealed our conversation with a screen kiss.

Then, Abdul's face appeared.You've lost weight; what's wrong?" he asked.

"Just wedding stress," I replied, waving it off.why did you make Ihsan cry?".

He  chuckled. "She's dramatic, like her aunt.

I shake  my head, amused. "Why did you make Ihsan cry, Uncle A?"

He  chuckled. "She wouldn't stop talking about her mommy's braids. She disturb us so i told her  it looked bad, and she burst into tears. I needed rescue, so I called you."

I laughed, envisioning the scene. You're such a troublemaker, Abdul. I'm surprised Ihsan didn't come after you with a toy sword." Abdul's laughter echoed through the phone.

"I'm telling you, that kid has a future in drama. She's going to be a superstar one day." I chuckled, imagining Ihsan's tiny face scrunched up in tears.
"Want to see something funny?" he asked