I Am Able - S01 E19

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I Am Able - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

Fatimah..

Ever since we embarked on our first semester break, I hadn’t yet heard from Adnan again. In fact, he blocked me on his WhatsApp and other social media as well. Obviously, what I did really hurt him and he must be harbouring antipathy for me already. God, what should I do? I wallowed with a sigh.

Today happened to be a day to my father’s birthday, he was clocking 56 yet he didn’t look that old. Also, he was as healthy and strong as a young man. Sometimes, I used to wonder how he and my mother managed to scale through ages without looking old. My mother was 42 but looked young, she was even more beautiful than me too.

“Fatimah, give me the knife before you cut your hand” Nanny Luba said as she gently collected the utensil from me. I was helping her in preparing dinner.

“Why don’t you trust me?” I muttered.

“Of course I trust you” She said.

“No, you don’t” I moved from her and sat on a stool very close to the freezer.

“Hmm” She kept the knife aside and turned to me with her hands folded across her chest. “Believe me. I trust you, Fatimah but not with a knife…”

“Why?” I queried. And without waiting for her response, I continued. “You once told me a woman that can’t cook is but a half wife when she marries, yet you don’t want me to learn how to handle a knife. How does this even make sense?”

“You don’t understand, dear” She said.

“Then make me understand!” I uttered.

“Okey then” She said with a sigh. And just as she was about continuing, my mother walked into the kitchen island.

“Fatimah, come please” She said and without hesitation left the kitchen…

“Ina zuwa” I uttered to Nanny Luba as I gently took off the apron I was wearing. Thus, I trailed my mother to the parlor.

Actually, we had started preparing for the D-day right from today. Also, some people had presented their gifts already while some opted to do that the following day. Most of the gifts were left sealed while those that looked suspicious to our securities had been kept in the backyard awaiting disposal.

“Fatimah” My mother stared at me.

“Yes, mum” I wrinkled my brows.

“I just received a message that Hajiya Umm Salmah’s gifts for your father has arrived, please go to the gate and usher the messenger in” She said and quickly headed to her room without hesitation.

God, there is nothing Merlin would not see in Camelot! I muttered as I headed outside the mansion without properly covering myself. I had only tied my hair with my veil in a ponytail and that was all since I wasn’t expecting someone special. The polo shirt I wore was white with blue collar and sleeves while the jeans trousers, however, was dark blue and very tight. Even I knew I was hot.

Immediately I opened the gate I saw a man leaning by a new generation Toyota Hillux which had tinted glasses. Also, the back of the car was nearly filled with wrapped boxes which only God knew what and what were inside. Just as I was about telling him to start unloading the boxes into our house, someone stormed out of the back passenger seat of the car and that someone was — absolutely — Adnan.

“Adnan?” I wrinkled my brows.

“Yeah, it’s me” He said running his eyes through my body. “You look beautiful”

“Thank you” I said turning back into the gate. “Ku shigo da su gifts din, let me go and put on my hijab…” I added and left.

Actually, I wasn’t really expecting him if not I wouldn’t have went out without putting on something. At least, untie my veil and cover my sensitive parts with it. That way, I wouldn’t look alluring to him.

And wasn’t he even angry with me? Why would someone that blocked me from all his social media platforms make positive comment on my dressing? Why? I mulled over.

And just as I headed towards my room to get my hijab, I was caught up by Munir who selfishly blocked my way. It was strange, he folded his arms across his chest and leaned by my door. If it was in the past, I would beg him to step aside but now that he had already lost his respect… I only glared at him and asked him what he wanted from me.

“Hmm, you are asking me?” He said running his eyes through my body.

“Yes, yes! I am asking you” I hissed and continued. “What do you really want?”

“Well, actually…” He hesitated and then glanced at my chest before continuing. “Fatimah, you need to… learn how to dress morally because if you don’t, you might be raped someday when no one is around. I hope you understand me?”

I gulped and took few steps away from him. “Maganar ka tamkar a kunnuwan Mummy ne dun wallahi harga Allah sai na gaya mata!” I said as I turned about reporting him to my mother when he quickly held my hand and unhesitatingly drew me into my room.

“I am only trying to… to protect you ne, that’s just it. How could you even go out without…” He was saying when I cut in.

“Release my hand” I muttered.

“Okey, but you need to understand me” He said as he gently released my hand.

“Understand you as how?!” I squealed.

“As in, I am only trying to protect you. It isn’t good to go outside the gate like this. Look at your breasts, they are no longer small but… but ample. You need to start acting like a well grown up woman right from now or the society will teach you how to do that, understand?” He said thinking I could be fooled by him.

“Mtsww” I hissed and rolled my eyes at him. “This is the second time you are threatening me with rape, if you do that again I will make sure my Mum hears about it. Now, kindly leave my room!”

“Well, I am only trying to protect you” He uttered walking towards the door.

“Protect yourself first!” I yelled at him.

“Fine then” He said and left.

Lust, was all I could see in his eyes. He should get married in time before his libido leads him into raping me. And certainly, he would rot in prison cell if he does that to me. I heaved a sigh as I took my hijab from my bed and wore it.

When I went back to our gate, one of our security men told me Adnan had already finished unloading the boxes with his friend and that the boxes had been transferred to the boys quarters. “They drove away, recently” He said.

“Okey then” I muttered and headed back to the mansion. I wasn’t really happy, actually, because I wanted to mend our friendship. I could only do that while facing him since he had blacked me in all his social media.

Luckily, while heading back to my room to take off my hijab his call bounced in. Yes, and I without hesitation received it.

“Hello” I said.

“Hi” He replied and huffed. “Sorry, I had to go because I can’t stand your beauty anymore knowing I can not have you…”

“I am sorry” I said feeling sorry for him. He shouldn’t have fell in love with me.

“No, it’s okey. I just need sometime alone” He said and heaved a sigh.

“Okey, but I hope we are cool?” I said.

“Hmm, is it about the blocking? Well, I will unblock you soon, okey?” He said.

“Okey but why did you even blocked me in the first place? Just because I said the fact?” I said hoping to know his reasons.

“Like I said earlier, I just need sometime alone. So, see you someday” He uttered and quickly terminated the call without even biding me goodbye. He sounded so sad, I just hope he finds the right person for him as soon as possible. I pondered.

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