MY DESIRE
Series 5
By Abubakar Balqees opeyemi,100 level MELL
That afternoon, I tried Abdulqodri’s number severely. At first, he didn’t pick the call but later stopped going through.
“His phone number is no more going through, I think he has blocked my contact” I lamented and Zainab replied “how can you say that? Why will he block your contact?”
Aminat laughed and said “you better start thanking God. Maybe that ritualist changed his mind” Zainab and I looked at each other at the same time while Zainab answered her “how could you say such? Why will you call him a ritualist?” I also said “He’s a businessman, I’m sure something came up”
Aminat laughed and said “Busy? So much that he blocked your contact? See, he’s an herbalist, just pity your mum and that’s why I…” “Aminat stop” I shouted and walked out of the room angrily.
It was late at night and Abdulqodri’s phone number was still not going through. “What’s going on? Why is his number not going through?” I kept asking myself rhetorically until I noticed a text message notification on my phone. “That must be him,” I said to myself. But to my surprise it was Salman.
The text read: “Asalam aleikum, it’s me Salman, I decided to text you because I’m sure you will not pick my call. I’m very sorry for touching you this afternoon. I know what I did was wrong but believe me, I meant no harm. I was just desperate to gain your attention.
You are someone I like and want to befriend, just friends, nothing more. Please consider me”
After reading the text, I couldn’t stop wondering what Salman really want from me. “What exactly does he want? Why this frustration? Why does he want to befriend me?” I asked myself rhetorically and got confused. “Ooh! now I understand, he wants to avenge the slap I gifted him in the afternoon. I said to myself.
I was dozing off already when my phone rang. It was Salman again and I picked it to hear what he had to say.
“Asalamu aleikum” I said and he reciprocated “Waleikumsalam”. I remained quiet until he said, “Aisha, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to touch you in the afternoon, I was only trying to gain your attention at all cost”.
I asked of what exactly he wanted and he said he just wants to be my friend and I said to him “Salman, I know you want to take revenge on me for slapping you” but he cut in, saying “No Aisha, I deserve the slap…
“I interrupted him swiftly “don’t try to deceive me. I know you want to, and I won’t let that happen, there is no way you can do that. No one can just ‘hit’ me without my consent. Besides, I don’t mingle with poor guys like you, so, we can’t be friends.” I ended the call, blocked his contact immediately, and slept off.
It was Abdulqodri’s call that woke me the next day. I got mad at him at first and asked why he didn’t come to pick me and why his phone number stopped going through.
He apologized and said to me “baby I’m very sorry, something urgent came up and I didn’t get the chance to call you. But believe me, upon all that was happening around me then, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I still want to hold you close to me, look into your eyes and tell you how beautiful you are.
I smiled and said to him “I thought you blocked my contact when all my efforts to reach you proved abortive” and he laughed saying “block you? Why will I do that? common on baby, I was very busy. How will I block that one angel that I remember and smile for no reason, that one person that has gotten herself into my head in a way I can’t even tell my self. How can I describe what and how I’m feeling? When should I come and pick you up? Just give me the time and I won’t disappoint you” Abdulqodri promised
I dressed up while Zainab tricked my mum again and she allowed me go out.
Abdulqodri truly came the second time and looked more handsome to me. When he parked his car, I wanted to open the door myself but he stopped me, came out of the car and opened the door for me with a romantic look in his face. He didn’t just open the door, but, shut it himself too. “He’s not just handsome, he’s also romantic. Wow!” I said to myself joyfully.
How is my date with him going to be?
To be continued…
