Mariam's POV...
Unexpected part of my deen... 58
Mariam's Pov
"Bro, calm down and drive carefully, please" I tried to calm my fuming brother but he didn't listen " Faruq?" He doesn't keep quite when I talk like this. He is just being different. No, please. When I looked to his face. He was lost in a trance. "Zaynab won't like if anything happens to you. She loves you" He snapped his face from the road to my face then roughly stepped on the break. "Caution,big brother" I soothingly whispered " Let us park well" I looked back at the confused cars horning at us to get out of the midst of the road. Alhamdulillah that we didn't cause any accident. He moved the car so gently of the road and parked well. I immediately turned to him and hugged his hand to mine "Don't be like this. Please, talk to me" "Is that my competition?" He asked with his eyes still on the road in front of us. "Stem down your jealousy" "I wish I can turn it down. I prayed I can let go of these feelings. Mariam, I wake up for Tahajud and beg ALLAH to cleanse me of this infatuation. How can this be Love?" "ALLAH answers all Dua. He answers them. So, this is definitely love. You love her. She is an amazing lady. She is my best friend. And she loves you too", He glanced at me with a spark of hope " Did she tell you something?" "You know she did, brother. She is confused" "Because of that man at Kano University? Really? Who did she know first?" "She is scared of hurting Asiya. Asiya likes you a lot and she knew you first... Bro, she cries almost everyday. There are times after my Tahajud, I walk downstairs for a glass of milk,I hear sniffle from her room when I place my hear to know why the tears. I heard her say "Ya ALLAH أ, what do I do? I don't want to hurt anyone of them. They are precious to me. I love brother Faruq and but Asiya. Brother Hassan loves me,I like him but I don't want to marry him base on pity. Ya ALLAH guide me, please. I beseech you" Those were her exact statement add or remove some words repeatedly, bro" He look out his window shaking his head gently "What do I do, sis? I have tried to talk to her but she won't really listen. I know she is scared. I have seen it in her eyes but, sis, I want to marry her" he look helplessly at me as if saying "Help me". I closed my eyes take in a deep breath and say " You have to talk to Asiya and tell her what you feel instead of leading her on" I advised "But, is that going to be okay for Zaynab? Won't Asiya be hurt?" "She will be hurt and Zaynab won't be okay but at least things will be a bit clearer. They will both be relieved when they know the position they both stand. No assumption no expectations. Believe me,bro. That is more relieving" He looked about to give up "But..." I grabbed his shoulders "Big bro, please look at me" I said holding his shoulders tight with my hands then looking in his eyes "You have to snap out of this reverie of helplessness. Snap out of it and start making decisions. Please. I am tired of how two of my favorites in the whole world is not so miserable concerning one another. Don't do that, please. It is hurting me too and I don't want to be hurt. Let's do something, please. I will do it if you don't. " I didn't release him till I finished talking so he would understand how serious I am and I released him totally from my grasp and he nodded with understanding. "Please, compose yourself and drive us back home." He took a deep breath then I turned the car back towards home. Alhamdulillah. Bismillah. Asiya, I am sorry. I sighed heavily. It has been a long day as I glanced to my brother's face full of shadows.
