Fallen

Chapter 20

Jamals POV.

Yesterday was my cousins graduation dinner, which i was not willing to go, but my mother pressed, she said "go bring back a wife, i cannot be feeding two old men and keeping them shelter" she cant be feeding me and my father.

I went with the sole purpose of meeting Taheer, delivering my regards and immedietly leave to Ameers place. He has being pestering me to come visit since he came back last week from Florida, i returned a month ago.
Aviation school is over and i am officially a pilot, i will officially start flying six months from now. I met Zayid there, us being practically men now let by-gones be by-gones and just hanged around for a while.
After Zayid left me alone saying he is going to meet some of his freinds, is when i met Basmah, over these years i really believed i got over her, well when i saw her i realized i just buried everything and not delete everything. Sumayya my current girlfreind made me believe even further that she Basmah is no longer in my heart, it was just some secondary school fantasy that made me believe she is mine, even after what i did i still believed she was mine, all thanks to Ameer she didnt be mine, not his fault. But me seeing her at the dinner, how she made a familiar feeling rise from the pit of my stomach, like a mummy that has been resurrected and its back with all its might, i have never seen any girl as extra ordinary as her, not even Sumayya, i almost, could not stop myself from touching her face, seeing how smooth it is, her nose pointing straight ahead and her lips covered in maroon ink. Her hair meeting up with her eyebrows, I brought my eyes back to her eyes, well-defined with kohl and eye-liner, her expression reflected mine, i called her by her name to make sure it was her, all she did was try to over take me, like she never knew me, my hand on repulse grabbed her arm before she passed and i turned her around.......

"am sorry" I said with a smile, She smiled back back, i dont know if she heard me but her smile gave me a positive vibe. She took her arm out of mine and moved into the hall somewhere, my intention was to follow her but my phone began ringing, Sumayya was calling, i remembered the reason for me to exit the hall was to recieve her phone call, i seemed i forgot completely about her when i met my contagious smile. I smiled ahead before going out to go by my business am not leaving aytime soon.

I have been on the call for over thirty minutes, Sumayya kept blabbering about somethings that i only managed to catch a few and replied with one word replies. I had my mind on playback of seven years ago, what i can remember. To the very last day i saw her.

Flashback

Today is my final and graduation day from the all time great high school, Arfa has being looking at me since the very minute i stepped out of my car, it was impossible to look at the direction she is and we will not have an eye contact, and for me who kept looking for Basmah, i had to keep looking the direction which is crowded with her class mates, they probably think am stealing glances at Arfa. Basmah does not even look the direction of ss3 graduants talkless of spotting me in their midst, i just have to talk to her today, its now or never, i have to come clean for my feelings. Me and Ameer all got accepted into the courses we applied so we are to leave in a week time to US to adjust and make things okay before school resumes.

The event is nearing its end, and up till now, Basmah just keeps avoiding me, she avoids me ever since the last match we played. When i saw her and Arfa leaving the hall i stood up as quickly as i could and walked to the exit they are following.

"Jamal Bashir for taking first place in Chemistry!" my name was called on stage..

At that very moment, i watched through the glassed door Basmah leaving with her mother and Arfa with awards they both collected, they didnt spend another minute, they launched their car and left, they left...

"Jamal Bashir, is he present?" my name was called again, i moved, my legs like jelly up the stage, i just witnessed my heart leaving me, i collected the award and turned to leave, thats it, Its over, a hand rested on my shoulder, i turned to see my mom smiling at me she turned me around and the flash from the camera flashed, causing a tear to linger on my eye corner, i suck it back in and plastered a painful smile"

End of flashback

And today Ameer collected her contact, i still regret the day i lost it, i fucking wiped all my contacts that very same day, out of frustration, how fucked up was i back then..

"can i have that contact?" I asked Ameer immedietly Basmah left the restaurant.

"No you cannot, why didnt you ask for your own? You cant have mine" Ameer replied tucking his phone inside his pocket.

"seriously just give me, i dont want any trouble dude" I replied so serious.

He looked at me and smiled, then said "What about Sumayya?"

"Please just give me, that is not your business" i dont know what is going to happen me too.

He gave me a very stern look before dragging out his phone and givin' what was asked.

I smiled at him and said "Thank you"

Now that i have the contact what am i going to do, i cant just call her up, like nothing ever happened.

ill find a better way..

"Jamal ya paso da Karnukansa, Kowa ya ware 😂"
Sorry for the late update 😅..

May Allah accept all our prayers, grant us our wishes and forgive us all, Ameen..

Fateemmarh....