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  UMAR'S pov

I woke up very late the next day and the first thing I did was to check my phone for a message. Whose message? 😁 I asked myself smirking.
" Definitely Jiddah's " the voice inside me answered. No message 😔.
I glanced at the clock and it read 9:42 am and I would be going out with Hajiya by 10. I quickly showered and dressed in a blue caftan. I have no idea where we would be going so I guess this will do. Like my mum would say "Dress as if you are going to eat the president ". I had to Skipp breakfast because she was waiting for me in the sitting room.
We were just few meters away from home when my stomach grumbled.
I felt her gaze on me but trust me I acted cool but it didn't last for five seconds before it grumbled again.
"Didn't you have breakfast? " she asked.
"No I didn't. I'll just drop you then go back home."
We drove to her friend's house in silence. "Make sure you eat something Faruk. I don't want to ever hear that noise from your stomach " she said sternly as I halted. She got down from the garage and guess what? My freaking stomach grumbled again .
The house was very quiet when I got in. Amma must be packing because she would be leaving the next day. I ate in silence and when I was done, I decided to go join the girls in Amma's room.
She was the only one I saw which kept me wondering where Jiddah was. I just hope they are still on good terms. It's surprising how they suddenly became very close.
"Faruk! Didn't you go with Mama? " she asked.
"Sure I did. She asked me to come back home and eat since my stomach kept making unpleasant sounds. She laughed very hard and I ignored her looking at the pictures on her bed.
"Stop looking at my pictures because you aren't in any of them. She said snatching them.
"Fine! " I said raising my hands in surrender. I noticed she didn't want me there because it was so obvious she was hiding something. Amma would have been excited on a normal day because me entering her room means a lot to her.
"I'll have to go and pick Hajiya now" I said opening the door.
" Faruk! Are you angry? " she asked. I smiled at her and shook my head. "See ya later Lil sis".
"Who is that singing?" I asked myself as I descended from the stairs. I Saw the answer to my question. I was Jiddah. Man! She looked so hot. Her eyes were closed as she sang as she was jumping on the stairs. Her long black hair which fell freely on her back and bounced as she jumped. Ya salam!
I froze and kept on watching the new Jiddah. I can't remember ever seeing a strand of her hair but today...
She approached where I was and I saw her but I couldn't move. Before I knew what was happening "Boom! " she was on the floor.
I knelt beside her and saw a pool of blood. Her nose was bleeding. "Are you OK Jiddah?". She looked at me with those big eyes and all I saw was shock and disappointment. Then she looked at my hand and it was then I realized what I was doing . I was playing with a strand of her hair . Subhana Allah. I quickly removed my hand and she stood up and ran to her room.
"Jiddah! I called running after her. She was already in her room and she locked the door. I only knocked twice and when she didn't respond, I left her but I was all worried.
I started to feel guilty of what happened. I know I caused it because I just stood there and stared at her as she approached me with her eyes closed. Well, it isn't my fault. I don't think I've seen anyone as pretty as she is.

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Later in the day.
I dialed Jiddah's number for a gazillion time this evening but she wasn't picking. I thought we were already 'friends '.
It's already maghrib and I don't know where she is. Amma is in her room but I didn't have the guts to ask of Jiddah's whereabouts.
I went to the masjid [mosque ] and after observing my salah, I went to the last row as usual to recite the Holy Quran before Salatul Isha.
Instead of going home from the masjid, I decided to stroll down the street. "Faruk! " someone called making me halt. The voice sounded like Jiddah's.
I quickly turned and yes! I guess right. "Innalillahi WA Inna ilaihi raji'un. Jiddah what are you doing here by this time of the night"i asked moving closer to her.
I noticed her eyes were red and it's so obvious she has been doing what seems like a daily routine for her. Crying.
I waited for her to speak but she kept sniffing. "Where have you been and why haven't you been picking my calls" I asked.
"Faruk please can we go home? We'll talk about it later. Please!" she pleaded.
"No Jiddah. I'm curious to know everything. I won't leave here until you tell me. For goodness sake Jiddah, you are a lady and you know been outside by this time isn't proper Islamically and you know very well how dangerous it can be. "
"Faruk please let's leave. Please for my sake! "
Who looks gorgeous while crying? Well, Jiddah does." You shouldn't be admiring her Umar. Not now. Just leave for her sake. " my inner voice warned.
We walked back home together in silence and I noticed she was walking faster and she looks scared.
I let her go in first not wanting anyone to start suspecting anything. I went in fifteen minutes later and almost groaned when I met Hajiya and Amma in the living room. I wanted them to retire for the night so I could talk to Jiddah.
I was forced to sit together with them and every second seemed like an hour to me. Hajiya left but Amma was still there.
"Faruk please can I ask you a question?" she asked sitting on the floor beside me.
"Sure. And I don't think you have to sit on the floor.". She smiled and switched off her phone before looking up .
"I prefer to sit on the floor" she replied and I shrugged. "Your question " I reminded her leaning back on the chair.
"Faruk who am I to you? " she asked. Like seriously. I guess the answer is so obvious. She's my sister and nothing more, nothing less.
" You are my sister Amma. " I replied as I noticed a small frown appear on her face. "Just your sister and nothing else?" she asked disappointed.
"Amma you are my sister and you know that. Why ask? " I'm already getting pissed off. Like u just want her to leave so I could take to Jiddah. She's probably waiting for my call.
"Nothing. Good night Faruk. " she stood up and left angrily. "Bad night Amma" I said but inside my head. So no one heard.
I quickly switched off the light and turned off the t. V before rushing to my room. I called Jiddah but the lady kept saying switched off. I'm sure you know the lady I'm talking of.
The one who never minds her business. She's always waiting for your units to be exhausted so she could gladly inform you.
What do I do now? I stood up and started pacing back and forth. I must talk to Jiddah today. I will In Sha Allah.

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