CHAPTER NINE

Isma'il 's pov

"Hello." Yasmin said on the other line.

To be sincere I really hate her when I came to the school but she's a really good friend so we're getting along pretty much I must say. And Hafsat too.

"Hi Yasmin I was meaning to ask you a really important favor." I said. Damn it this whole thing is really making me nervous.

"Ok I'm all ears." She said.

Me: u know with all these fight between me and Zainab Maryam stood up for me right?

Yasmin: yh go on.

Me: so the least I could do is to tell her i like her.

Yasmin: absolutely that's really thoughtful of u. She likes u too u know.

Maryam likes me. I knew she does too the way she talks to me looks at me and act when im around her she's a really good actor

Me: thank goodness so this will be easy I guess.

Yasmin: yh it will be I'll just tell her right away.

Me: thanks so much Yasmin

Yasmin: anytime.

She then disconnected the call.

I was really happy. Now everything will turn out normal. I stood up and performed my ablution then observed my salah. I then sat down on the carpet, crossed my legs and continued watching my movie while sipping my drink. Just then Maryam's call came in.

"Hello Isma'il." Her sweet voice said.

"Hello bae how've you been?" I asked.

"I've been fine." She said. "Uhmm.... Isma'il Yasmin called me and told me everything but I'm so sorry I can't date you."

I gulped then spoke.

"And why can't you?"

"Weren't you in the bus when Zainab told everyone about my life? You wouldn't want to date a girl that her own parents disowned her would you?"

I was really taken a back by what she said but I'm going to prove her wrong.

"Maryam please stop saying this it is our test our fate that Allah brought upon us. He did that just to taste our imaam (faith) and you see you've passed with flying colours. So please don't ever say this again. I like you and i want the whole you. I don't care weather you're not with your parents or whatsoever. It's you I like not your parents." Really I should be a poet one day. I never thought I could ever think of something like this. I heard her sniffed then said.

"Your words are really soothing Isma'il. It had taken most of what I'm feeling right now. So... I have accepted.

"Yesssss!!! " I shouted as I punched the air with my feet. "So we're officially dating? " I asked her.

"Yeah we are." She said chuckling softly. Awwn so cute.

"So I think we should celebrate. Let's meet in Kids mania tomorrow by 2 sharp my treat sounds good?"

"Sounds good. Bye I've got something to do."

"OK bye love." I said and disconnected the call.

I then went down when i heard my Dad's car honking.

Zainab's pov

"Yaya Ameer is going to get the shock of his life." Deeja said clearing the table.

'Yeah he is." I said. I took my phone which was now 66% percent and opened my whatsapp to chat with Jamila and Aisha. Before when we were friends with those three (Maryam, Yasmin and Hafsat) we had our group called 'cute creatures'. But when we fought we canceled the group and made our own just the two of us. Thank God they were both online.

Me: hey guys

Jamila: hey bae

Aisha: hlo how are you feeling now girl???

Me: I'm doing gr8all thanks to my family

Aisha: *clears throat* 😏

Me: and ma cutey pies here too.

Jamila: now ya talking.

Aisha: hey how bout we meet tomorrow my at Kids mania you know to lighten up the mood.

Me: dats a good idea. What time?

Jamila: how bout 2?

Aisha: good 👍

Me: ditto bye gotta go

Jamila: bye

Aisha: bye

I dropped my phone and then we snapped some pics with Deeja. 

I got bored after that so I scrolled through my messages. I felt a pang in my chest as I saw Ismail's contact. 

Why does love hurts???