TWENTY EIGHT
LATE IN THE NIGHT 11.27PM
It already dark in the night, as everywhere Is quiet except insects noises. Everyone is in their various bed having their lovely night rest except Hazeemah who finds it hard to sleep as her phone keep buzzing with calls and text messages from khalid. She ignores it but had to turn it off and head out for some fresh air.
Hazeemah: (sit at the back of the building, lost in thought) life is really unpredictable.. what happened today was very unexpected.. khalid almost had me killed and did nothing about it. and on the other hands is my boss whom I dislike so much put his life in line to save mine.. lets assume there was nothing between me and khalid, so he couldn’t even save me. but I am just an employee but my boss risk his life.
m.k: (walk up to her) what are you doing outside by this time of the night?
Hazeemah: (touch her chest in shock as she is startled) stop sneaking up on people like a vampire sir. what arent you sleeping either?
m.k: (sit close to her) I just couldn’t sleep..
Hazeemah: me neither.. all my body ache.
m.k: oh! should get you some drugs.. I have one in my bag…
Hazeemah: no!! I’m fine..
m.k: you sure?
Hazeemah: yes sir.. thank you so much..
m.k: (relax his mind) beautiful sky isn’t?
Hazeemah: (look up) yeah!
m.k: (stylishly stares at her) you remind me of what you said to me the other time about me being inlove with someone likeyou.
Hazeemah: (remember) oh! I am so sorry sir.. that wasn’t intentional..
m.k: no it fine! I’m just wondering why cant I fall In love with you? like what are the reason blocking it?
Hazeemah: well uhm,… we are two different people.. very different in religion aspect, in the way we view things.. the way we think .
m.k: but I’m a muslim too.
Hazeemah: I know sir.. but I don’t know how to say it that it wont look somehow annoying… being religious dosent mean we claim to be perfect but we are living like we will not see the next day. remember this world is nothing but a beautiful lie. It just a road that must be cross to our home and what ever we do here will determine where our home will be. Either jannah or jahanam.
m.k: hmmm interesting.
Hazeemah: but you cant be a believer without being tested. Allah will surely test our imaan in so many ways to see if we will still have tawakul or be deceived by this worldly affaris.
m.k: so tell me.. how can only test us whe n we tried to move closer to him.
Hazeemah: well… the primary test is that, he uses people.. just like you dislike mme so much because of my dressing.. he makes our fellow muslims and kafri hates us so much than a snake. That instead of saving us.. they would rather save a snake. But during that process.. if we turn away from Allah just to please people then you lost everything.. you might feel like we re on top of the world but we re lost instead. You know solat? Every muslims believes If they stop praying, that they will be punished right?
m.k: right!
Hazeemah: well…. The fact that they stop praying is actually the punishment.. praying five daily solat comes from the heart, you pray willingly not being forced and you stop praying willingly not being forced to stop either. Islam is very beautiful.. so anyting that distance me from my religion I’m ready to leave it.
m.k: amazing! Now I’m interested..
Hazeemah: (looks at him in the eyes) interested in what?
m.k: in you.. uhmmm I mean I solat and being religious too.
Hazeemah: (chucklles) funny boss..
m.k: I’m serious! And I am ready to change for your sake..
Hazeemah: no! don’t do something for my sake.. do it for your own sake and most importantly for Allah’s sake.
m.k: that’s true.. first thing tomorrow morning.. I will meet your brother for more guidance..
Hazeemah: masha Allah.. this feels like a dream..
m.k: (stares at her in the eyes and speak in very low tone) no it not..
Hazeemah: (their eyes meet for few seconds then she hurriedly looks away)
m.k: Wuraola..
Hazeemah: (surprised) ssirr.
m.k: I know this might sound silly and crazy to your ears.. and I don’t care what the outcome might be.. I don’t care what is between you and khalid but I want to confess my feelings to you.
Hazeemah: (jaw drop)
m.k: All because of you.. I have studied a lot about religious women.. abou you.. about mahram and non mahram.. you are a strong and the most amazing woman I have ever met. You are confident and faces your fear. And you are going to a great mother.. infact. I wish my kids can have your intelligency. You are amazing, Hazeemah.
Hazeemah: (still couldn’t believe what is happening)
m.k: Hazeemah.. I have fallen in love with you.. infact I am madly inlove you and I promise you I will always respect you and dignity which is your hijab.. I never believe women like you still exit.. but you proved me wrong.. I know I don’t deserve your love after all have done to you and said you.. I wish I could rewind everything and amend my mistakes. I will say it again.. I am inlove with you and I want you to marry you.
Hazeemah: (covers her mouth in disbelief) sssirrr!.
M.K: my name is Abdulmalik Aregbeshola. I am ready to do anything to have you as mine… whatever it takes.
Hazeemah: ( get up and step backwards) this…. this is a lot to … to take in.. I’m sorry I gonna go. (she walk back to the female hostel)
m.k: Hazeemah!!
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The next morning. everyone is set to return back to their home as the board the bus and cars. After an hours of journey the bus drop everyone of them at their bustop.
Ummu Fatimah: (opens the door ) kids! Your daddy is back! (embrace him happily) I have miss you so much..
Hazeemah: (embrace the kids) feels good to be back home (raise her head up and sights her father)
Abdulrahman: Abu! (Move closer to him and kiss the back of his hands) as salam alaykum
Alhaji nurudeen: walaykum salam my son.. (sadly looking at Hazeemah eagerly waiting for her to approach him)
Hazeemah: (stand by the door)
Abdulrahman: what are you doing? wont you greet your father?
Hazeemah: as salam alaykum Abu.
Alhaji nurudeen: walaykum salam (walk up to her and embrace her) I am so sorry for every pain I have caused you.. please forgive me..i didn’t realise I was chasing my daughter out of our lives all in the name of marriage. I was thinking straight. Please forgive your father.
Hazeemah: (welcome his embrace) I’m sorry too Abu. You were nly looking out for me as a father.. please forgive me.
Alhaji nurudeen: ( kiss her forehead) you are a blessed child.. as you always says every disappointment is a blessing.
Hazeemah: (hold his hands) thank you for finally hearing me out.. I will surely get married.
Alhaji nurudeen: what happended to your hand? Why is your hand bandaged?
Hazeemah: (hide her hand) oh! I just fell down..
Abdulrahman: it nothing much Abu.. it a minor injury (suddenly heard a knock at the door) who is it? (open the door) what are you doing here?
Hazeemah: (sight who it is then turn around and head into her room)
Khalid: Hazeemah! Please.. hear me out.. please.
Alhaji nurudeen: who is he?
Abdulrahman: stay away from my sister.. stay away! (slam the door at his face)
Alhaji nurudeen: I said who is he?
Abdulrahman: he had been stalking her for while now..
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THE NEXT MONDAY MORNING
Hazeemah: (bright smile on her face as she welcome their clients into the conference room) you are welcome sir! You are welcome ma’am.
M.K: (Couldn’t get Hazeemah out his mind throughout the presentation) uhmmm that will be all everyone (return to his office) where is she? Why havnt we met today? Or is she going to reject my feelings for her? (shakes his head) be positive m.k! (suddenly heard the door open) Hazeemah?
Mrs. Shola: Tada! Surprise! (smiling)
m.k: (falls backs to his chair) its you..
driver (help her with her bag and drop it on the table) you are welcome back ma’am.
Mrs. Shola: thank you (close the door) is that how to give your sister a hug?
m.k: cut the crap.. is it six month already?
Mrs. Shola: nope.. but decided to come back early, by the way congratulations on your successful contract. Dad couldn’t stop praising you.
m.k: it was a team work.. so why are you here so early?
Mrs. Shola: going to see my lawyer.. I came early because of my ex husband to be.. my ears are filled up with different news concerning how he sleep with everything.. and I have had enough.
m.k: (not paying attention to her, impatiently waiting for the door to open)
mrs. Shola: are you expecting someone?
m.K: no! go on I’m listening.
Mrs. Shola: well you are not paying attention… that reminds me.. where did you love story goes with the hijab girl?
m.k: it was nice seeing you. go sort your marriage problems.
Mrs. Shola: let me seek your advise.
m.k: (sigh heavily) what is it?
mrs. Shola: is divorcing my husband the solution to the problem on ground or not?
m.k: have you tried communicating things out?
Mrs. Shola: yeah! I mean several times but no any changes..
m.k: then divorce is the solution.
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Abdullahi: hajia Hazeemah.. (drop a file) help me to submit this to the boss.
Hazeemah: okay sir.. (typing on the system)
Abdullahi: I heard mrs shola is back!.
Hazeemah: okay sir..
Abdullahi: you are not even paying attention to me..
Hazeemah: (furiously hibernate the computer) yes!
Abdullahi: I just want to say thank you so much for the advice you gave me the other day.. wallohi, my wife is changing for the best.. she is now learning different recipes infact I was short of words.. thank you so much for preventing me from making the biggest mistakes of my life.. I am very grateful.. may almighty Allah bless you with a pious husband.
Hazeemah: amin.. thank you too for listening… may Allahb bless your home too.
Abdullahi: amin.. so please submit this file to him right away.. (walks away)
Hazeemah: (on her feet) okay sir.. I’m glad things are getting into places..
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