Page 53 of Storm
‘What did you gift her?’ I sighed staring at the antique style bracelet watch I got for her.
Hoping, one day I’d tie it around her wrist.
‘Nothing, yet...I know she would love anything I give her, even if it is crap. Although, she would pretend not to. She is still like that, all bark and no bite. She cares about feelings and stuff, just does not show it.’
I felt jealous. He knew her, I didn't.
He went on,
‘Anyway, let the morning arrive. I was busy sleeping, until you decided to be Romeo.’ Zidaan said in a tired sleep-filled voice.
‘She is just an acquaintance.’ I did not like it, so corrected myself, ‘She is a friend.’ I stated firmly but it was no use as he snorted,
‘A friend who does not even remember you and whom you wish to turn into something more...Yeah right!’
He was right on mark. For the life of me, I could not deny the fact of wishing to turn it into much much more. I could not refuse the truth now when I had decided to bring it all into action.
Zidaan spoke in a serious tone,
‘Aariz, I know you have called me to ask Sani's number. Even if she is sleeping or not picking up her phone, I should be giving you the number at least. But the thing is, she was quite upset today. So I think we should leave her alone for a while.’
Chuckling slightly he added, ‘She does not remember you anyway. What would you guys talk about?’
‘Why was she upset?’
Zidaan answered dryly,
‘Furious would be a better word.’
Taking my silence as waiting, he sighed,
‘It was Humza's engagement bash today.’
I knew Humza was her eldest cousin.
‘And?’ I asked impatiently.
‘And a guy was hitting on Sani. In pretence of saving her, Haadi interfered and threw some cheesy lines her way in his so-called attempted flirting. Thus forcing me to distract him and save Sani from him.’ Zidaan laughed but humour was the last thing I felt at that moment.
‘Haadi is your cousin.’ I stated harshly.
I knew that guy...Had always hated him.
Zidaan did not understand my tone and went on lightly,
‘Yeah and he likes Sani. Only she is too blind to see it. We all know it.’
My vein throbbed, just hearing Haadi, Like, and Sani in the same sentence.
‘She doesn’t like him?’ I asked to satisfy the burn inside me, although I knew the answer already.
Zidaan had in all these years, told me quite a lot of such incidences
were Haadi had tried to take his namely friendship with Sani to another level. And from what I had heard, it always seemed clear Sani was too naive to understand the meaning behind his words and his actions. Always laughing them off.
I would have killed him a thousand times by now.
‘Of course she does not like him that way, who would?’ Zidaan scoffed then went on a little worried,
