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C H A P T E R  T W E L V E: DO YOU TRUST ME?

Bayan Ameer

After Aisha's kindergarten graduation we all went out to eat and then went home. Even though not everyone was in a happy mood, Aisha was the only really happy one. Apparently tomorrow is her anniversary. I feel so bad for Omar and Hakeem, I mean if that was Amina I don't know what I would do. It's a really sad thing to lose someone you love. I just wish that Omar was the one to tell me about her. I didn't want to hear it from Asma, I wanted to hear it from my husband directly. "Hey, are you okay?" Omar asked as he held my hand.

It's so sweet that he's constantly worrying about me even when he's going through hard times. I smiled gently at him and nodded my head. "Yeah I'm fine." I lied straight through my teeth. Frankly I am upset at him for not telling me. I basically told him the biggest secret I've ever had and yet he can't tell me about Aaisha? He will when he's ready, I reminded myself.

"I-I have something to tell you." He started off, his voice shaking. I peeked my ears up and told him to go on. I could tell he was a little nervous by the way he was tapping his hand on his lap. After what felt like forever, he finally started to talk. "It's about-"

"Uncle Omar can we go to the park??" Aisha interrupted as she sat on his lap. Omar smiled as he nodded his head. This is such a cute sight, they both looked so adorable. Wait what am I doing? I'm becoming like one of those girls who fangirls when they see an attractive guy playing with a kid. "Sure, lets go to the park! Me, you and Auntie Bayan can all go together." He grabbed both of our hands and got up.

"Hakeem, I'm taking Aisha with us to the park." He yelled over his shoulder as we headed to the front door. I put on my shoes and headed outside to where Omar and Aisha were.

* * *

I watched as Omar continued to push Aisha on the swings. Taking out my phone, I decide to call Amira. I've talked to everyone else but her and I really miss hearing her voice and being around her. I pressed my phone up against my ear and waited for her to pick up. "Hello?" I immediately recognized her girly voice. Man I've missed my best friend.

"Hey girl what's up?"

"Nothing much. How's Florida? And Omar??" I could tell she was really interested in the last part. "It's good Alhamdulilah. And he's good too..." I trailed. "That's great now what's bothering you?" She asked immediately.

She always knows when something is wrong with me. Even without looking at me or being near me she still can read me like a book. It's really fascinating how she does that, I mean we're in two different states and it only toon her two seconds to figure out that I was upset. It's like a super power of hers! "I-I think Omar isn't able to open up to me yet. I found out something a couple of days ago and I've been waiting for him to tell me himself but... He just isn't." I finally poured out. "Maybe he's waiting for the right time?" She suggested.

"Bayan! Can you come push us?" Omar said as he held Aisha on his lap and sat on the swing. You know sometimes he could be a really kid. But that only makes me like him even more. Okay, I really need to stop being so cheesy!

* * *

"Hey can I talk to you?" Omar said as he knocked on our door. I nodded my head and made some room for him to sit on. This is it Bay, it has to be. I just want him to feel like he could trust me. I want to do for him what he has done for me. "Are you okay? You seemed troubled by something."

"Yeah it's just... You trust me right?" He gave me a look of confusion. "Of course. Why wouldn't I?" He responded. That's it, I can't hold this in anymore.

"Then why won't you talk about her!?" I finally snapped. I immediately regretted it after the words left my mouth. "I know about your little sister. Asma told me a couple of days ago... I just would've wanted to hear something like that from you, my husband. I told you the one thing that I never wanted to tell anyone. You comforted me so much, I just wanted to do the same for you."

After a moment of silence he finally started to talk. "I know I should've told you and I'm sorry. It's not that I don't trust you because I do trust you. It's hard... you know? I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel that way."

The look that he gave me literally broke my heart. I've never seen this look before... He's usually happy, I've never seen him look so broken, so defeated. "I'm here for you. You know that right?" I said as I put a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"Of course. And I will tell you more about her later. Right now I just need you..."

"You have me."

And for the rest of the night we just talked. I never felt so open with anyone like this before. It was nice, just talking to each other about anything and everything. Like we've known each other our whole lives.

* * *

Right now we're at the airport ready to go back home to Michigan. I miss my family and friends so much. I can't wait to go home and tackle my mom in a big hug. "Bye guys, we'll call you when we get back." Omar stated as he gave his brother and niece a hug. I quickly hugged Asma and Aisha and waved good bye to Hakeem. This week has been a crazy emotional roller coaster but I still loved it. I got to learn more about Omar and he got to know more about me, and that's all that really matters. We walked over to the scanners and had our bags checked before we got in the plane.

I turned around one last time with a smile on my face.

Goodbye Florida!

* * *

We finally landed and now we're at the airport in Michigan. "It feels good being back home." Omar said with a sigh. Waiting for us was Abdullahi and Mohamed, I'm guessing my parents made them come here to pick us up because they were too busy. After greeting them we got inside Abdullahi's car and headed home.

Omar Ali

Now that we're back in Detroit the only thing I want to do is find Josh. I can't believe what that punk did to Bayan. I mean how could he? How is someone capable of doing something like that? That I could never understand. I need to find him and when I do let's just hope to Allah that the moment I see him I won't kill him. Although it'll be hard...

STAY

QURUX

MY

QURUXLEYS

MWAH!!:) 😘