Terror in many languages

Chapter 11

Day one, Mikael a financial advisor…if only mother knew these blind dates don’t actually go according to plan. He arrived with his bitter face taking his seat, asking me very personal and perverted questions before spending half of our lunchtime giving me financial advice. I felt like jumping off a building would be way better than being seated with him, after making me pay for our meal I went home crying about how terrible the date was, they both laughed at me.

Day two wasn’t as bad as day one, he was slightly round and…short..but love can be found in the hearts of an individual. With him being the extremely flirty type, I handed him the clinic's card telling him he needs counseling for having the worst puns ever. Another failed date I had my hopes up for my last date, a teacher…boring.

This time I arrived late and the table was already filled with drinks I apologized, telling him about the emergency at work. There were laughs and smiles, we were very comfortable around each other, but he left in the middle of the date without leaving his contact information, the information my mother gave me was for his parents so I was given another terrible date.

After telling my mother about another failed date, she promised to set me up with new guys next week. The torture might never end.

“ if you make fun of me one more time I swear Basaam will find half of your body on the floor.”

“Haha, you can try, by the way, we still haven’t discussed you not minding your own business. There was a reason why I didn’t tell him about me quitting.”

“ He deserves to know.”

“ stay out of my business in the future, you know nothing.”

“fine, I won’t do it again...I’m sorry.”

Here we go again, me being blamed for trying to help out.

***

“ okay this is the design scheme I have going on for the uniform you asked for, and here’s the final product as well.”

I took the tablet scrolling through the sketches, before opening the final product, “ im not saying this because your my wife, but this is by far the best product we've received after such a long time.”

“ jazakallah, ” she says bringing the rest in, “ jazakallah for the opportunity, hope im always your designer.”

She left my office after checking the stock, we were off to a good start, she would bring me fresh lunch, and treat me like a king. She would keep me company if im working late, and help me with whatever im facing. The honeymoon was amazing as well. I enjoyed the breakfast in bed and the wind at the beach.

“ so why’d you call me out today?”

“to show you this!” he said gently passing the document to me

“ she actually signed the papers…”

“wait why, didn’t you say you wanted to fix your marriage.”

“ It didn’t go as I thought it would, she actually speaks up for herself now and is a woman of power. I genuinely messed up.”

“ your loss bro, you have a potential wife and kid don’t you though?”

“ for the last time, the woman was supposed to be a one night stand.”

“ so you commit adultery, run away, have a baby, and still expect Waaliyah to take you in!” I say smacking the document on his lap, “ are you out of your mind, she’s lucky to have you out of her life.”

“ Intikaab, I messed up…but you have no idea how miserable I’ve been since I left, I can’t stop thinking about her.”

“you have to, like you said she’s no longer the woman you know. “

I have no idea if he was being plain stupid or waiting for a miracle to fall from the sky, I have the worlds most stupid friend, most certainly the dumbest.

Zhareefah walked in rolling her eyes at him, he stood up leaving as she took her seat. I could see the hate she’s built for him over the years.

“ Why are you still friends with someone like him?” she says pushing the lunch bag towards me

“ don’t worry about him, I just…his been with me for years I can’t just dump him. But I do talk sense into him all the time.”

“ That’s my Intikaab,” she said pinching my cheek, “ now tell me, what did he say.”

“ I can’t expose him like that…”

“so you choose your friend over your wife…interesting…”

“no, it's nothing like that,” I say placing my arm around her neck, “ fine ill tell you, but don’t tell waaliyah okay.”

“ im not making any promises.”

I explained to her his condition and what he's been trying to do throughout the years, she left my office grinning, that isn’t a good sign, right?