FAUZIAT (A true story) Part Five

I sat down and told him to make his confession.

He started, "Fauziat, I don't know where to start from. I wish you could open my heart to see the happiness within. I thought I wouldn't see you again after you left to work with another organization. I looked for you everywhere. I asked a few people about you but I didn't know how to ask others. I regretted not approaching you the very first time I saw you but that is in the past now."

I looked at him; confused. I couldn't put things together to understand what he was talking about. This is the man I saw and fell in-love with. The man I showed the green light but he ignored me. Why is he talking about looking for me? Does this mean he noticed me too? 

"I have to get to the bottom of this. I must ask him what he meant by this," I thought.

So, I decided to stop acting timid and ask, but as I opened my mouth to ask, he cut me short and said, "Tell me - what happened to you? Why did you leave? Where did you go to?"


I wanted to give him an answer to all his questions but I looked at the time. It was time to go. I stood up, told him I was going; that we would talk on phone but he insisted I stayed back to have this conversation with him.

"Please, let me go. It is already late," I insisted, so he allowed me leave. 

Well, my week was wonderful; I spoke with Umar every day until Thursday when he invited me to come to his place for the weekend. I didn't want to go but I also wanted to go. It took me a while to answer and I replied "yes."

I was anxious, scared and was captured in a boat of mixed feelings. I had never slept in the house of a man I was in love with. I was expectant but I didn't know what I was expecting. It was Thursday and I kept telling myself, "concentrate on your work and wait until tomorrow before you start thinking of these things."

I tried to avoid replying his SMS and calls because I wasn't settled and was afraid my voice would betray me then I began to regret accepting the invitation. 

I became even worse as night drew nearer. I couldn't help it; I was going to come up with a lie to cancel the appointment. I thought about it and decided to switch off my phone but it didn't help. 

I still wasn't settled, I had to cancel the appointment "but what would I say," I asked myself.

I decided to face my fears; I switched my phone back on and waited for his call. Just as I expected, his call came and I picked it after gathering some courage and composure.  

"Hello," I heard the voice on the other end of the phone. I took a deep breath and replied with a "hi."

"Did your phone battery go down? I have been trying to reach you," he said tenderly.

The way he approaches issues makes me wonder where he has been all my life. I was falling in-love again. I stood there but I was far away.

"Hello," the voice brought me back. I said "hi"again and lied that my phone went off due to low battery. He asked if we still had a date. It was an opportunity for me to say no, that I wouldn't make it because of one reason or the other but I said yes we would still meet tomorrow at his place.  I thought that after all, we had a lot of catching up to do. I had some questions for him and he had to hear what has been happening to me.

It was Friday; I had packed a few things into a small bag that I would use for the weekend. I carried the bag towards my car, stopped for a moment, looked at the apartment and wondered how it would be sleeping outside the house for once.

I was still wondering when my phone rang. It was Umar, I picked the call and he asked about my night.

"Have you left home already, he asked too and hope you remembered our date?" I smiled and said yes; I did remember. I am prepared."

After work, I stayed back for a while before going to the car park to get going. I drove as slowly as I could, thinking of a lot of things. I asked myself if I wasn't making a mistake over and over again.

"What if night comes and he tries to make love to me? What if I refuse and he rapes me? Should I go to my place instead?" I thought.

I decided to stop at a cafeteria close to his house to eat something and probably drink something too to calm my nerves. I parked my car and walked inside straight to the counter to get something. I ordered for fried rice and peppered chicken with salad and a soft drink then I took my food after paying to a table.

As I sat to eat I heard a voice beside me say "so you like peppered chicken too." 

It was his voice and my heart skipped a beat. I dropped the spoon of rice in my hand, turned my back to the plate, then looked up to be sure I wasn't day-dreaming.

"I was passing by when I noticed your car outside so I decided to check if it was really you," he said.

I smiled, offered him a seat in front of me and lied again about how I was very hungry and I thought he might not be at home yet and instead of sitting in the car waiting for him, I decided to eat. 

He sat with me until I finished eating. We decided to buy something to eat before going to bed then we got into our cars and drove to his place. 

As we got closer to his house, my heart began beating like a talking drum in action but there was no excuse that would make him let me go this time so I decided this was it.

We arrived at his place before 7pm. He showed me an empty room where I would put up for the weekend and went into his room.

I was tired so I ran straight into the bathroom where I took a shower and got ready for the night. I brought with me a very hot seductive night wear. It was a transparent pink but short gown with net on the breast cup that exposed my nipples. 

But as I wore it and looked at the mirror I thought it was too sexy and would cause trouble so I brought out a wrapper and tied it on my chest to cover the night wear.
I went to the sitting room to be with him but I met the table already set. 

"Whao! So fast," I said. He smiled and said, "table is set." I felt like a queen. I wasn't hungry but I would definitely eat out of this well arranged food in front of me.

We ate and sat to see a movie out of the six I brought. I chose an American action movie, which we watched for 1 hour and 15 minutes. After the movie, I told him to pick, he picked an American romance film but before he played it, he said he would love to know what happened to me. Why I left the company and didn't bother coming back until the day he saw me.

I explained that I got a job that was taking my time and never had an opportunity to visit the company until that day.

"Moreover, there was nothing to come there for. Nobody was expecting me. Nobody was missing me," I said.

He immediately took my hands in his and looked straight into my eyes. I was shy but at the same time, wanted to hug him and kiss him but I held back. I looked at him and he said, "I wanted to see you. I waited for the day I would meet you again. I wanted to ask people for your number but they would ask questions so I decided to go to God. I fasted and prayed to God to bring you back to me. I was fasting the day you came. I couldn't believe it when I saw you there. It was a miracle."

I was excited and the way he was going about it made me happy. I had butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't say anything. Tears filled my eyes. I was so in-love. It was one of those moments when you suddenly understand why God never allowed it to work out with anyone else. This was the kind of love to take a bullet for. His words brought a flurry of tears to my eyes.

He continued, "Fauziat, I started to notice you at the Mosque but I didn't want to be too forward so I decided to watch you from a distance to know the type of person you are. I discovered you are just perfect for me but when I was ready to approach you, you disappeared. I began to look out for you but I didn't see you. When I got fed up, I began to ask people I could ask but they all said they don't know where you went to. I told my mother about my dilemma and she advised me to pray about it. She said if you are mine, you would come back so I fasted and prayed and you came. Fauziat, I was so happy when I saw you I felt like grabbing you."

I slowly removed my hands from his and moved away from him. He came closer and asked if he said anything bad. "Did I say something bad. I am sorry if I did. I just poured out my heart," he said.

"It is okay, I...I...I just didn't expect this from you. I came to have a nice time with you. I don't know what to say.  I think I should go to bed. Please enjoy your movie," I replied.

So, I stood up and began to walk towards my room as I wished and prayed that he stopped me and gives me the kiss I had been dying to have from him. I reduced my walking pace and pretended I was thinking of something but he still didn't stop me. I became disappointed as I approached my room, opened the door, went in and sat on the bed.

I began to ask myself if this man was a normal man. "Every other man I had met wanted to have me. How come he is so gentle. What is in him? What is controlling him? Why is he so civilized and gentle?"

I decided I should sleep since I still have Saturday and Sunday to spend with him. As I lay on my bed and switched off the light to sleep, I heard a knock on my door, followed immediately by his voice calling my name.

"Fauziat, please open the door," I jumped out of bed and walked to the door to open it but I hesitated so he wouldn't think I had been waiting for him. He called a second and third time and as he was walking away, I opened the door.

"Yes, I said," scratching my eyes as if I had slept off. "You ran off before I could apologise. I am sorry," he said.

I stammered and told him it was okay; that I wasn't angry.

"If you are not angry, please come and see the movie with me. It is just 9:00pm and tomorrow is Saturday," he said stretching out his hand.

I took the hand and walked with him to the living room. We sat again and he played the movie. It was very interesting and romantic. There were times I wished he would move closer and kiss me but he remained very gentle until the end of the movie.

After the movie, we both got up to go into our different rooms. He walked me to my room door and said goodnight. I said goodnight too and went in but he held the door back and said "Fauziat, I hope you don't hate me. I don't think I will be able to sleep tonight if I don't get this off my chest. I... I ... love you."

"He loves me? Did he just say he loves me?" I asked myself.

It took me 15 seconds to get myself together. My heart was beating fast. I couldn't help myself; neither could I say anything. I just stared into his eyes; a lot of thoughts going through my mind but I didn't care, I loved him too.

He cleared his throat and said "Fauziat, I just said something. Won't you react? Slap me, kick me, scream for help or do anything to show you heard me."

I kept on staring into his eyes as if I was looking for something in them. I opened my mouth but nothing came out, then after some seconds I spoke, "Umar, can we take things slow please?" "Slow, you said," he responded.

"I don't believe in taking things slow, I go for what I want and moreover, I have studied you. I have waited for you. I have prayed for you to come back and you did. If it is not the will of God, you won't be here with me right now. Let us get married as soon as possible. I really care about you."

I entered my room and he followed me. "Please don't do this to me. I love you. I really do love you," he said.

I sat on the bed and he sat with me. I said "Umar, I like you too but I really can't give you a response right here. I promise to sleep over it and give you a reply tomorrow."

I wanted to shout my response but I thought it would make me look too cheap so I told him to let me sleep over it. I said goodnight to him and walked him to the door. I quickly locked the door before he would come back. I was excited. I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come so I would tell him yes. I went to bed very excited. I picked up my phone and gave my friends the update. They were happy for me and couldn't wait to hear that I had said yes to him.

Deborah wanted to know if we have had sex but I told her no and Tobi just wanted me to be happy. "Fauziat, I know you want to marry as a virgin but this man sounds serious, gentle and likable. If he asks, please give it to him o," Deborah told me.

I replied that I had heard and would do as she said and hung up to call Tobi.

The next morning, I woke up before six; determined to get to the kitchen before him. I went into the kitchen, checked round and prepared toast bread with beverage for breakfast. I set the table and went to knock on his door, it was already 7:30am.

He came to open the door. "Fauziat, I thought you would still be asleep," he said. I looked at him with smiles on my face and replied, "so that you can get up before me and make breakfast eh?" 

He then shifted his attention to the aroma in the house. "What is this aroma? Don't tell me you have been cooking." I smiled and said, "Breakfast is set."

He walked past me to the dining table, took a look at the breakfast and said "Can I give you a thank you hug?" I answered in the affirmative and we hugged.

Breakfast was quiet. I could see he enjoyed the meal and he confirmed it after eating. He asked how I would love to spend my day and I told him, anything was fine by me. He decided we should clean the house first, have our bath and go out.

After the house chores we went out. He first took me round so get familiar with the estate where he lives and then we went  to see a movie at the cinema. We came back to his place after we spent some time at the club.

By the time we got home, I was tired. I wanted to sleep. I went to the toilet attached to my room to take a shower and got into my night wear and wrapper again. We had dinner before we got back home so I just wanted to sleep. I had also not forgotten that I promised to give him a reply that day.

I went into his room to say goodnight. As I said it, I hoped he remembered the promise because I wasn't going to remind him.

He said "Why are you telling me goodnight. Don't you have anything to say to me before you sleep?" I pretended as if I didn't understand and asked what he meant.

"You promised give me my reply today but it is already night and you have not said anything," he said.

I moved closer to him and said, "Umar, I love you too."

To be continued next week‎. Watch out for the final part of Fauziat - A true story

Fauziat Part 5 was written by Medinat Kanabe and edited by Samad Biobaku @simplysamad.