One Minute: Hausa Love Story

OM 37

Ibn Abbas, radiyallahu 'anhu, reported that the Messenger of Allah, sallallahu 'alayhi wasallam, related from his Lord (glorified and exalted be He):

"Verily Allah has recorded the good deeds and the evil deeds." Then he clarified that: "Whosoever intends to do a good deed but does not do it, Allah records it with Himself as a complete good deed; but if he intends it and does it, Allah records it with Himself as ten good deeds, up to seven hundred times, or more than that. But if he intends to do an evil deed and does not do it, Allah records it with Himself as a complete good deed; but if he intends it and does it, Allah records it down as one single evil deed."

[Al-Bukhari & Muslim]

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They both walked down the hall beside each other an awkward silence hanging around them. She opened her mouth to say something when she saw him looking at her and the words got stuck in her throat, she quickly ducked her head sticking her hands into her trench coat. The chilled air attacked them as soon as they left the comfort of the hotel.

He led him to the black Mercedes parked at the hotel's parking lot and the car made a beep sound as he opened it using the car's remote control. He drove them there with an uncomfortable silence enveloping them.

When they went to the restaurant they found out that their order got messed up so they had to wait for some time before it was ready. She was about to make a gesture for them to sit one of the tables but then he made his was outside and she sighed before following him not wanting to look stupid by standing at the middle of the restaurant outside. The door slammed after him right on her face and she let out a frustrated growl before struggling with the push/pull door.

'What the hell was wrong with him?' She thought as she stalked after him across the restaurant to the kid's park.

"Wallahi this is enough!" She exclaimed clenching and unclenching her fist as she stood in front of where he sat on the park's bench.

"What?" He raised his head from his phone looking at her coolly.

"Why are you ignoring me?" She asked almost close to tears, her voice choking.

"Am I?" He asked, his voice void of any emotion and that annoyed her to no end.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked almost brokenly.

"What am I doing?" He asked, answering her question with a question

"Would you stop doing that?" She seethed, "I can't believe you" she growled out with tears in her eyes, making a move of leaving before she felt a hand clasped in hers. She refused to turn, knowing fully well she was going to breakdown if she did. He dragged her closer, so close that his chin was right by the side of her face.

"I'm sorry" he whispered to her and a tear slid down her face, she closed her eyes taking a deep breath before opening them back. With her eyes casted downwards she turned to face him.

"Please don't cry" he pleaded, mentally kicking himself for making her cry.

"I don't even understand you.. I mean, what's wrong with you? You completely ignored me this past weeks, just because of some misunderstanding you were willing to let our relationship go down the drain. I thought we decided on letting this relationship work? Do you know how it felt being purposely ignored?" She blabbed choking on her words, as tears started to stream down her face and she made no effort to stop it.