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Habibati Sadeekun… (Beloved Friend)

Tas: Nusi…
Tas: Are you awake?
Tas: I can’t sleep…
Tas: Please be awake.
Tas: I’m feeling terrible.
Tas: I don’t really know exactly why.
Tas: Well actually… I do.
Tas: It’s because I feel like a terrible friend right now.
Tas: I guess I just don’t want to get you over the moon about it and then maybe his parents end up saying no…
Tas: Then you hate me…
Tas: And blame me for starting all this in the first place.
Tas: Maybe I’m just over thinking this whole thing…
Tas: Let’s just wait to see what his parents say.
Tas: But I just want you to remember
Tas: It may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not know. (Qur’an 2:216)
Tas: Whatever is best is what will happen In-Sha-Allah
Tas: Ok… I think I’m done now. Sweet dreams.

17 messages Sadeekun! SEVENTEEN!!!

Me: O..M..G!
Me: You’re PMS’ing aren’t you? Coz SOMETHING has to be wrong with you for you to think it’s normal to message people at this hour.
Me: At like… Half past 4 in the morning you want to talk to me about this?!
Me: There is still A WHOLE HOUR left before fajr! And you know how much this one hour means to the body builders who have to lift blankets when azaan goes.
Me: You’re crazy woman!
Tas: I love you don’t I? Nothing can be crazier than that…
Me: You know… If I didn’t love you back, I would’ve blocked you already.
Tas: Well then, I don’t know how you’re going to put up with Riaz because IF he does marry you… That’s a whole nuda level of crazy!
Me: What?!
Me: I have no words for you… Who would say you’re an APA?!
Tas: …Go sleep woman!

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Habibati Sadeekun… (Beloved Friend)

When Mum took the phone from Raeesa and held it to her ear, I was expecting the worst. I thought this was it… Dad was finally fired. I looked at Mum with a blank expression on my face. All she kept saying was, “Ok… Uh huh… I see… Alright”. I was so anxious to know what was going on that I even started signing to mum while she was on the phone, she hates that! Usually she would yell at me to stop it and leave her alone coz she is on a call, but this time, she turned me around and sent me out the room, closing the door behind her.

I can’t stand all this uncertainty. On the one hand it’s dad’s job and on the other, it’s this whole marriage thing with… With… that ‘guy’?

I sighed and sat back down at my table, trying to finish my marking to get my mind off wanting to harass Tasneem and Mum for answers. My mind drifted off when I started thinking about how much of my life I spend marking and planning and teaching and marking some more. If you really think about it, teachers sacrifice their lives for the futures of their students, yet they are so unappreciated.

I quickly snapped out of my depressing thoughts when I heard my phone go all crazy on me. It was Tasneem.

Tas: Nusiiii
Tas: Wake up!
Tas: He replied!
Tas: I hope to God you aren’t sleeping!
Tas: I can’t contain my emotions right now!
Tas: Wake up woman!

As silly as this sounds, Tasneem’s chats scare me sometimes. In real life she might be this sweet and innocent Apa, but over chat… Hmph… This chick is a GANGSTA!!! She WILL murder you with those exclamations and caps lock of hers…

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20#[THE DIARY OF A SINNER – Season 4]

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Habibi Sadeekun… (Beloved Friend)

When I told Umi about Nusaybah’s dad’s phonecall, the first thing she asked was, “And what about Naseerah?”. “How’d you know about her?”, I asked, puzzled. “Your Maami told me that she thought you two were hitting it off and that Naseerah had been telling Maimoonah how she hadn’t met a guy like you before.”, Umi replied. “You really shouldn’t be playing with girls hearts. I thought you better.”, Umi added. “I’m not… ok, you know what? I’ll explain everything when I see you’ll.”, I told her, then I gave her a list of items I needed from my room to bring along to Durban. Abbu and Umi were to leave on Thursday morning and reach Durban that night. It worked out pretty much the same if they came by car or bus, so Abbu opted for the bus. It’s way more relaxed than sitting behind the wheel with your foot stuck to the peddle in one position for hours at a time.

I didn’t want my boss to think I’m taking advantage of his kindness, so I’d been working double shifts every day to make up for the 5 days leave I was taking. My work was up to date and I even did a little extra to make it easy for whoever was going to replace me for the few days.

When I was officially on leave, I didn’t waste any time. The first thing I did was go out to get gifts for all my future in-laws. Getting Nusaybah’s dad something was easy. I had to choose between a tool kit or this cool gadget- I took the gadget. But getting her Mum something was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do! She’d be the only one to convince Nusaybah’s Dad to give me a shot, but with that being said, I’d have to win her over first.

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