Thursday, October 13, 2011

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Stay tuned for part Ten, Insha'allah I will publish it this weekend ..It will be outrageous. YOU will find out WHY  the story is called "The Conspiracy of Somalia Girl".

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Part Nine

I was planning to end this relationship. Nevertheless it seemed to be heading to the next stage. Not once did I take it into consideration to agree to this proposal. A week after the news was disclosed. While I was in my room. Mother came up to me and said, God knows when I will depart from here. You're father is the only relative you have. This is one time opportunity take advantage of it. It was then when it hit me.  Since I could remember, I always wanted a revenge over my father and his family. This was the perfect time!

                                ***Revenge Time.

          The following week, we invited them for dinner, to break the news that I didn’t even inform Abshir. They arrived at magrib time.  As everyone was getting ready to pray, father and I met at the hall way, him coming out of the restroom and I was heading to the kitchen. I smiled at him; I could since bit of worry in his face. But, I couldn’t tell whether he wanted me to marry or not.   Everyone gathered at the dining table, as we munched the chicken wings, followed by comic stories and laughter. At a  point the atmosphere was filled with silence. Hooyo broke the silence, when she stated “ Hiqab has news she would like to share with you all”. Abshir sitting next to me, turned his body towards me, smiling, it seemed as he was ready to hear “Yes”. On the other hand Father didn’t stop eating his spaghetti, as he didn’t want to hear what I had to say. For A while I had a second thought, turning down abshirs proposal” seemed easier than approving. I watched my father roll his pasta on the fork, and chewed till he consumed. It didn’t take a while, till everyone in the table started to stare at him. He looked up, questioning why you are all staring at me. Haven’t you seen a man eating?  He nodded at me, as a signal to continue.  I nodded back, hoping he would choke on splintered chicken bones. I didn’t know I had evilness in me until I met my father and his “family”. I did loved Abshir, but I was ready to make their life miserable. I   turned to Abshir,”Abshir, I want you to know, that you’re the most gentle , caring,  considered,  most thoughtful man I have ever met, I can’t imagine my life without you, and I am willing to be next to you, through thin and tough”.

    Father dropped his fork on the plate, and stood up holding his hand up high, Alhamdulillah, Masha’alaah, Alhamdulilaah he shouted, walked around the table, patted Abshir on the back, and kissed me on the forehead. At this point I didn’t know what I was feeling. My eyes began to water, I did dream about my father  kissing, and tucking me in bed since I was five. It was all I wanted and hoped for. But now that it happend, I didn’t want it to happen. Nor did I expect my father to be pleased with this marriage. Still stood and praising to god, father demanded the marriage to take place the upcoming month. Mother shook her head; Abshir begged the marriage to take place the next morning, On the other hand. Abshirs mother was the only one finding his unpleasant.
ولماذا التسرع (why rush). She asked with her hideous Arab accent.
Just because she made that comment; I turned to abshir holding  his hand, and looked at him on my puppy eyes, and said, I can’t wait a month. Tiling his head sideway, he place his hand my face and said, me either sweetheart.
Our nikhah (wedding ceremony) was schedule two weeks after that night.
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When I went to bed that night, I never felt so good. I was so happy; I couldn’t put myself to sleep. I txt Aj in the middle of the night,
Hey are you awake?
A second didn’t pass
 by, he replied.
“Yes
Why are you still awake?
“Thinking about you”
I responded.
Lol, Why ?
5 minutes passed by, the phone vibrated,
It was from Abshir...” Hey sexy”
I replied.
 Hey Handsome 
The phone on my hand I went to kitchen to grab bottle of water.
As I was opening the top, my phone vibrated” on you got message” rington. I unlocked my phone simultaneously while I drank the water.
 The txt message read “I love you hibaq”

READ PART TEN  TO FIND OUT WHOM THAT MESSAGE WAS FROM... ABSHIR OR AJ????TantaNtnat ?? LOL





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Refresh your memorie, sorry it  took forever, but part nine is here,, and ten will be up soon, Insha'allah...