QADR

17

Who are you, please? You keep disturbing me with calls and you refused to reveal yourself. I will block you. Khadijah muttered exasperatedly.
I love you, Khadijah. Amaan muttered.
I have someone I love. I don't know you. Khadijah thundered.
You will meet me today I hope you are ready. Amaan muttered.
Khadijah hissed and hung up.

Najah finish preparing the lunch. She turn off the gas cooker and saunter out of the kitchen.
She heard the doorbell ring.
Najah marched to the porch and opened the door.
Good Day Ma'am. Amaan greeted.
How are you? Who do you want to see? Najah asked.
I want to see Alhaji. Amaan muttered.

Najah take Amaan inside.
He sit on the couch.
Najah take a long stride to Alhaji Abdulmajid's bedroom.
She twist the doorknob and walk inside.
Abu Khadijah, you have a guest. Najah muttered.
Alhaji Abdulmajid muttered okay.

He drop the Newspaper on the vanity table and Saunter out of his bedroom.
He march to the living room.
Amaan stood up from the couch and greet Alhaji Abdulmajid.
Alhaji Abdulmajid gave him a strange look.
I don't know you. Who are you? Alhaji Abdulmajid asked.

My Name is Amaan Amin. I am interested in your daughter.
I love your daughter and I want to seek her hand in my marriage. Amaan muttered.
Alhaji Abdulmajid ask him questions about his family and his work.
He was convinced.
Did she know about it? Alhaji Abdulmajid asked.
Yes. Amaan muttered.

That's good you are better than the blind man she wants to marry. Atleast you have a good Job. Alhaji Abdulmajid muttered inwardly.
Najah walk in with refreshments.
Amaan thank her.
Call Khadijah out. Alhaji Abdulmajid muttered.
Najah muttered okay.
She walk to Khadija's bedroom.
Your father want to see you in the living room. Najah muttered.

Khadijah scramble out of bed and walk to the living room.
She reach the living room.
To say she was shocked after seeing Amaan will be an understatement.
Khadijah Amaan is here to see you. Alhaji Abdulmajid muttered.
He stand up and walk to his bedroom.

What are you doing in my house? How did you know my house? Khadijah asked.
I hope you are good. Amaan muttered.
That's not the answer I want to hear from you. Khadijah spat.
I thought you were ready to see me. Amaan muttered.
Khadijah Dial the unknown number. Amaan's phone started ringing.

Where did you get my phone number from? Who gives you my number?
Affan will never do that.
Did Adnan give you my phone number?
No, Amaan muttered.
Khadijah, will you keep questioning me about how I got your phone number?
What about what I told you?
I'm serious Khadijah.
I love you.

Amaan enough. Khadijah thundered.
Did you have someone you love? Amaan asked.
I am Your brother's girlfriend. He is the only one I love. He loves me too. He is the only man I will marry. Khadijah muttered.
Who? Amaan asked.
Affan. Khadijah let out.
Amaan scoffed.

You are joking, right? You are beautiful. You don't deserve to be with that blind man.
He is a rapist, a...
Amaan! Don't say anything bad about him. Khadijah thundered.
She gives Amaan a distasteful glare.
You don't know anything so don't spit out rubbish from your mouth.

Get out of my house.
I will never marry you if it's your mother that send you here to ruin my relationship with Your brother. Your plans will never work on me.
Get out fool. Khadijah thundered.
Khadijah stood up and walked to the door.
She open the door wide.
Get out. Khadijah muttered.
Amaan stand up from the couch.