Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 6
Yusuf.
Yesterday Adnan met me in L-Spot, together we ate breakfast and waited patiently for our lecture time. While waiting, Fatimah and her chubby friend arrived. I couldn’t take my eyes off them because I was so surprised, I never thought they would be there. I stared at them as they ordered for food, glanced at me and then smiled while they talk with each other.
“You know them?” Adnan asked.
“Of course, yes. They are in 100 Level. I met them in that fool’s f-----g lecture” I uttered.
“Dr Marwan?” He smirked. “Just because you got his carryover doesn’t mean he’s a fool…”
“And just because you didn’t get his carryover doesn’t mean he’s not a fool” I snapped at him.
“Hmm, okey” He said checking his wristwatch with his wide eyes. “Time’s almost up, lets go”
“Come on, we still have 20 minutes more” I said as I checked my own time and then glanced at Fatimah. “Lets wait, Adnan…”
“Oh, is it about those girls?” Adnan shook his head. “Yusuf, man, it’s high time you repent”
“You won’t understand, but you should know that I am not after anything from them. In fact, I don’t have business with that chubby girl – it’s the dark one, there is something special about her and I am yet to find out” I uttered.
“Wow, you mean you love her?” He asked.
“What? I never say that!” I glared at him.
“Sounds interesting, after all she’s beautiful” He said turning to her. “She’s slim like you but dark, though not so dark. Yusuf, I cant really imagine the beautiful children she will giv…”
I didn’t wait for him to complete his words when I stood and left the eatery. He was so d--n annoying, I wonder what gave him the impression that Fatimah and I could make a great couple. Was he sick or something? He must be nuts! Maybe he even liked her…
“Yusuf, wait for me!” He uttered from behind. I didn’t say anything to him, I kept walking until he caught up with me. “Come on my guy, I was only joking but seriously she’s really beautiful”
“Court her” I said not looking at him.
“Hmm, you sure about this?” He said.
And that was when I finally realised he loved her. I stopped and looked deep into his eyes. “D--n sure, but I know she won’t even accept you. She despise me because I smoke, and you know a friend of a thief is also a thief” I said.
“Not in this case, because I don’t look like a smoker…” He uttered triggering my wrath.
“Get out of my sight!” I pushed him away and walked away. I could hear him shouting my name but I pretended deaf ears. I was angry.
After our lectures, I was the first to leave the hall. I drove home without biding any of my friends goodbye. Immediately I was home, I parked my car in the parking lot and walked into the mansion. It was a celebration galore and when I managed to ask my sister she said; “One of our rivals lost their factory to inferno”
“And you are celebrating?” I puzzled.
“Yes, or do you want us to mourn?” She said.
Just then, my father called me. They were five in the dining area, my mother was there and also two of our relatives, Asad and Abdullah.
“Your sister has led us to victory!” My father said gulping his juice. “Finally, we are gonna take over the cement market for good before Bulama Cooperation regain its full strength”
I was speechless so I couldn’t say anything, and by looking at my mother’s face I knew wasn’t happy as well. She gestured to me to sit and I obeyed. Just then, my sister served me some fruits before fetching rice for me in a plate. As soon as she was done she sat close to me. Judging from the way she was looking at me I knew something wasn’t right, so I didn’t eat the food. I only stood and left. “Yusuf!” I heard her calling my name but I kept walking until I was finally in my room. Thus, she walked in as well.
“What is wrong with you? This is our victory!”
“Victory?” I glared at her. “This is mayhem!”
“No… not at all” She walked closer to me. “It is only jealousy that will make you see it that way, and do you even know what? Dad said I have finally convinced him that only me can lead our company to victory and that soon, he will handover the overall company to meee!”
“Get out of my room!” I yelled at her.
“Hmm, baby bro you will never understand until you are left with nothing in this house” She said with a mischievous smile and left.
That moment, I just found myself in a state of distress. What had my sister turned herself into? Oh Allah, I was a bad person but not a devil. My sister had totally changed, infact the way she used to look at me these days I was beginning to think she was planning to kill me. And about the Bulama cement factory, how did it happened? I wallowed before walking to my laptop in my study table and exploring the internet. As soon as I typed Bulama Factory on Google, the news flooded my screen. I clicked on DailyTrust’s site and other few sites I could trust before finally realising the fire wasn’t natural, someone must have set it on.
But who could that be?
And how could that be possible?
Wasn’t the factory secured?
I kept asking myself series of questions before slumber overtook me. There, with my head on my study table I slept. And when I wokeup, it was already Isha. It was surprising how time fly these days. I went to the bathroom, performed ablution and expiated my missed prayers before eventually observing Isha.
The next day, I wokeup so hungry. I didn’t wait for our cook to finish cooking, I went directly to the kitchen and took three apples and ate. As satisfied as I was I went and prepared for school. Today was Wednesday, Dr. Marwan’s carryover course again. The timetable said we had him twice, Monday and Wednesday – all as early as possible. Thus, I took my new jotter and pen from the bedside drawer and just as I was about leaving my eyes landed on Fatimah’s pen, I smiled and left it there.
“Open the gate, hurry up!” I said to our gateman and when he did, I drove off.
Just as I stepped my foot in the hall through the back door, Dr Marwan bounced in through the front door. I didn’t want him to see me but he saw me anyway and gave me a warning sign with his index finger not to dare sit in the back seat. I nodded my head and moved to an empty seat in the middle. When the lecture began, some guys in my back began murmuring. I tried to endure it but when I couldn’t, I turned and yelled at them to stop.
“Yusuf, come over here” Dr Marwan with his annoying voice said while on the stage. “Come and sit in the front, where I can see you well”
“Ahh!” I groaned standing to my feet.
“Yes, don’t waste our time” He said.
“Shit!” I muttered and gently walked to the front. The seats were occupied, I wondered who he would send away this time around.
“You!” He uttered pointing at someone, and when I turned to the person I found out it was Fatimah. “Go to where he stood from, please”
“Alright sir” She said about standing up when I squealed like someone that was bitten so hard.
“No, this isn’t right!” I said.
“What is not right, Yusuf?” Dr Marwan said.
“The fact that she came so early just to sit in the front and now you are sending her to the back, it is not right at all sir!” I sadly uttered.
Just then he took of his eye glass and glared at me. “Go back to your seat and meet me after this lecture” He said returning back his glass.
After the lecture, I went to his office and he expressed how unhappy he was with me even though I was saying the truth. He said a lot to me before finally warning me not to mess up in his class again or else automatic carryover.
“Thank you sir, and I won’t mess up in your class again sir!” I said and he dismissed me.
As soon as I walked out of his office which was in the department, I spotted Fatimah and Adnan talking in the rest area. I didn’t know how and why, I only found myself dragging Adnan with me into ACC Class which was empty…
“What the hell?!” Adnan pulled away. “What is wrong with you, Yusuf? Just tell me dan Allah!”
And that was when I came back to my senses, I gulped and watched him as he kept yelling at me to tell him what exactly was wrong with me but I kept quiet until something came into my mind, a big fat lie. “I have repent” I said.
“Repent?” He said dropping his jaw. “Does this mean you will never ever again in your life commit Zina or even smoke and drink again?”
“No, I mean…” I was saying when he cut in.
“Thank you, thank you!” He embraced me.
F--k! I nearly screamed because I never said I quited all that. I only said I repented and it could mean from anything or even nothing!
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