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15: The Flight Game
Author: Aishatuh M 2020-07-22 19:23:43
She was sleeping when the shrilling sound of her phone woke her up. She groaned softly and with her eyes closed, Jalilah pulled her phone from underneath her pillow and slide the answer button. “Hello?” She slurred, wanting nothing but to close her eyes back and sleep until she felt exhausted to sleep. She had spent almost all the night packing her clothes, an
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CAN I BE YOUR MRS? 35: Nikkah Declaration
He parked the car and she came out with a huge grin on her face, “But you’re taking me inside, right? She doesn’t know I'll be here, Yazeed.” She asked him while he moved to where she was, staring at her as though this would be the last time he was going to see her. She hated this look, he looked sad and afraid. She didn’t know how dangerous Hajia could be, but Jalilah wanted him to be strong, she didn’t like this look on his face. He stood in front of her, his height hovering over her the way she both liked and hated it. She looked up at his face
CAN I BE YOUR MRS? 34: Fear Of Loss
“But shouldn’t you be at work now, Wafiyya?” Jalilah asked while sadly smiling at herself. She was back at the balcony again, to finish her painting but it was as if it was destined that she couldn't do that because Wafiyya called just before she got started. “I should be, but I've missed you. I feel guilty for not coming to see how you’re doing, work is hitting me so bad these days. But don’t worry, okay? I'll find time to come over soon, inshallah. Maybe it will be a hangover or something, whatever it is.” She knew Wafiyya squeezed a
CAN I BE YOUR MRS? 33: Loving You Hurts
Nothing made sense to her, but she knew it should. She should reason with what Yazeed had said and had it in mind to do whatever it took her, even if that would cost her her eternal bliss. She suddenly realized she had been told this times without number, Farha always made sure to let her know that she shouldn’t end her life that way because of him, she shouldn’t sty stagnant in one place all in the name of the love she had for him, it would be so unfair to her young and beautiful self, but until he said it, she didn’t realize she was telling her the truth. She had understood him, but something was amiss. She couldn’t get a lot of words off her mind which Wafiyya had uttered. That phone call had calmed her down and she felt she might be able to move on if she put her heart into it, but everything had been choked up that she didn’t h
CAN I BE YOUR MRS? 32: Tears Of Agony
It was surprising how things were moving between them, even though she was sure it wouldn’t last, Jalilah wouldn’t mind enjoying it while it lasted. They were in the balcony, making dinner while the cool night breeze eased their minds off. It was as if nothing had happened between them, not even the kiss. It was evident that they had decided to put it behind their backs and not look back at it, but Jalilah knew she would never forget that kiss no matter how much she would try to. She stared at him while he ate and thought at the same time, sometimes he seemed to be
CAN I BE YOUR MRS? 31: Daring Game
“I don’t understand why you’re doing this to yourself, Jalilah. For god sake, he makes it so clear to you, he doesn’t love you. Why do you keep pushing?” Farha asked, annoyed and somewhat sympathetic toward her best friend. She knew she wouldn’t understand what Jalilah was feeling in her heart, no one could understand unless the one that had been in that situation. And she prayed Jalilah wouldn’t have to be so heartbroken. Jalilah smiled sadly, she wished Farha would understand how it felt, “You won’t understand how I feel, Farha
CAN I BE YOUR MRS? 30: 'Can I Be Your Mrs?'
It went on for long that she felt exhausted with just exhaling her breath. She thought that if she avoided him like he did to her she could be able to forget about him, maybe lay out a new curriculum for her life, but Jalilah had been wrong. She failed this time too. Nothing excited her, not even ballet. Maybe because she wanted him to be playing the piano for her while she danced? Was it because she wanted him to stare at her while she danced as though she were the most beautiful creature he had ever seen? And after she was done dancing, he would come over to her and tell her how much of a goddess she was, how much of a perfected art she was. Maybe that was why, because she had attached too much too much resilience on him when it came to ballet, and now that the only things linking them was the house they lived, Jalilah knew it would be so hard to dance.
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“I don’t know where we are now, but we’ve reached oke-ilewo, right Yazeed?” She was on phone with Farha while she directed them to her house, he nodde
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