After the lecture, Feenerh and Khadija headed to the physics lab to see Musa. When they arrived at his office door, Khadija said, “Honestly, Feenerh, I'll wait here because you know I don't like interfering in your private conversations.”
“Come on, Khadija, what exactly is private about what I want to say to him? You already know everything.”
“I’m not going in.”
“Alright then, suit yourself.”
Feenerh entered the office and greeted, “Assalamu Alaikum.”
"Wa Alaikum Salam," Musa replied.
“Good morning, sir.”
“Morning, Feenerh. How are you?”
“I’m fine, sir.”
“Okay, what brings you here?”
“Oh, nothing much. I just thought I’d stop by to greet you.”
“Thank you very much, Feenerh. Honestly, you’re very consistent in checking in on me.”
“It’s nothing, sir.”
“Well, Feenerh, I have something to discuss with you. I hope you don’t have any lectures now?”
“No, I don’t have any until 2 PM.”
“Okay then, have a seat.”
Feenerh sat down, her heart pounding fast. She felt as if he had finally realized she had feelings for him.
“Feenerh, I know you might not believe what I’m about to say.”
“No worries, sir. Go ahead, I’m listening.”
Musa smiled, revealing his dimples. In short, Musa was a handsome man—fair-skinned and tall. He grew up in a large family with both male and female siblings, and his father made sure they all got an education.
Musa completed his primary education in Lafia, then moved to Keffi for secondary school before studying Physics at the state university in Keffi. Now, he worked in the laboratory at the Federal University in Lafia. But ever since he met Feenerh, his entire focus had shifted to her. Every time she smiled, it reminded him of a special girl from his past. She fascinated him, and today he had decided to finally tell her everything.
“Feenerh, ever since I met you, my mind has not been at rest. Every time you come to greet me, I want to tell you how I feel, but I always hesitate, thinking you wouldn’t accept me. I really want us to build a strong connection between us.”
Feenerh couldn’t believe what she was hearing. So, Musa had been feeling the same way all along? If only she had told him sooner, she wouldn’t have stressed herself over this. Wow! Today was truly a day of indescribable happiness for her.
“Sir, are you serious? You’re really saying all this?”
“Yes, Feenerh, and stop calling me 'sir.' My name is Musa.”
“Alright, sir—I mean, Musa.”
Musa smiled and said, “Feenerh, give me your number so we can stay in touch.”
“No problem, I’ll give you my number, my Facebook username, and my Instagram handle.”
“All of that, just for me, Feenerh?”
She smiled and said, “Yes. I’m just so happy because my dream is finally coming true.”
“Dream? What dream?”
“Hmm, it’s a long story. But honestly, I’ve had feelings for you for a long time, and I just didn’t know how to approach you. I felt like it would be embarrassing for me to be the one to say it first.”
“No, Feenerh, it’s not embarrassing for a woman to tell a man she loves him. There’s nothing shameful about it.”
“Thank you, Musa. I really appreciate those words.”
Musa smiled and said, “It’s nothing. You deserve everything.”
“Alright, I’ll be going now. My friend is waiting for me outside. Here, I wrote my contact information on this paper.”
Feenerh said goodbye and walked out, smiling widely.
Khadija noticed her expression and said, “I hope everything went well, Feenerh, because that smile is something else.”
“You have no idea, Khadija. I’m so happy right now!”
“Can I know why?”
"Musa said he loves me! He said he loves me!" she shouted with excitement.
“Are you serious, Feenerh?”
“Wallahi, I’m serious, Khadija. He told me as soon as I walked in!”
“Wow, you’re lucky, Feenerh! Your wish has come true—Musa is finally yours.”
“That’s right, my friend! Celebrate with me!”
“But, Feenerh, don’t you think Musa is too old for you? You’re just 18 years old.”
“Old? What do you mean, Khadija? How old do you think Musa is? He’s 34, and I see nothing wrong with that.”
“Well, he could have married early and had a child your age.”
“I don’t care about that, Khadija! So what if he’s old enough to be my father? I love him just the way he is.”
“Alright, my friend, I’m sorry. And honestly, Musa doesn’t even look his age.”
“Exactly! That’s what I like to hear, my friend. Keep supporting me.”
"Always, my friend," Khadija replied.
They returned to the auditorium for their CHM111 lecture. Feenerh loved this course and paid close attention during the class.
By 3 PM, their lectures ended, and Feenerh and Khadija went to the mosque for the Asr prayer. After praying, Feenerh called her driver to come and pick her up.
While waiting for the driver, her phone rang. She checked and saw an unfamiliar number.
“Hello?”
“Assalamu Alaikum.”
“Wa Alaikum Salam. Who am I speaking to?”
“Haven't you recognized my voice yet?”
Feenerh paused for a moment, then said, “Musa?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Oh! I didn’t recognize your voice right away. Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay, Feenerh. I just called so you could save my number.”
“Alright, I appreciate it. Thank you.”
“No, I’m the one who should be thanking you—for trusting me so easily.”
“That’s because I feel the same way as you.”
“I never expected you to accept my love, Feenerh. Thank you so much.”
“It’s nothing.”
“Alright then, I’ll call you later when you get home.”
“Okay, bye.”
After ending the call, Khadija, who had been listening, said, “Hmm, Feenerh, love is sweet!”
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