It's been a whole since graduation. No Hammad, no introduction. We talk on the phone all the time but he has not even visited! I wanted to ask about it but I don't want to sound desperate. He doesn't even talk about it either.
I wore my favorite shirt and some shorts afyer i showered and went down to the kitchen. I feel like baking today.
Mama, Rajah and some of my cousins are in the kitchen. When did they get here? I was told there were coming last night but I didn't think she meant today. That is by the way. what are they doing? All four burners were in use. pots and pans sizzling, blender reeving and ladies giggling. I cleared my throat.
"look who finally decided to join us" mama comments.
"ina kwana mama (good morning)" my cousins rushed up and hugged me. its been a while since I've seen any of them. you know work, school, Hammad...
I greeted them. Mino and Fateems. We used to have a bond but we grew apart. Adultness- sorry hood.
"ina kwana amarya. I decided to let you sleep because your nights in this house are numbered" mama squealed excitedly clapping her hands. I rolled my eyes internally.
"Are you prepared?" She asks. My forehead instinctively creases and my eyes narrowed. What is she talking about?
"ban gane ba (I don't understand)"
"Hammad didn't call you?"
"he did but it was late at night, I don't even remember most of our conversation"
"well, he came by yesterday while you were out with Rajah. Zasu kawo gaisuwa yau (they are coming for introduction today)" I froze. Um what?! Okay. Excuse me. I ran back upstairs and got my phone. Hammad picked up on the third ring.
H: my love-
S: you are coming today?!!!
H: woah calm down. I told you last night
he chuckles.
S: I swear I don't remember a single thing!
H: what? we were on the phone for almost an hour!!
Well sir, when I sleep, I sleep.
S: all I remember is picking the call and talking about my day. Everything else is a blur.
H: lallai
he says laughing.
S: don't laugh I'm having a panic attack here!
H: sorry. calm down, its not anything serious just do something fun and wait for me.
I smile.
S: okay.
H: yeah. I love you
S: I love you too
H: you have no idea what that does to my chest and stomach. Say it again
I laugh.
S: No
H: please?
S: No
H: fine
He says sounding defeated. I laugh. I never heard a guy talk about things in his stomach before.
S: I have to go. Se anjuma ( see you later)
H: okay bye.
My heart rate has reduced drastically after the phone call so I go back down stairs to help out with the cooking to get my mind off the situation. Okay I'm lying. Nothing can get my mind off this.
