Because, I miss numbers.
Malia's POV:
With two of her ruby red rolling luggage, she gives me one of her warm and contagious smile. She gives me a small smile. "Hl 'iftqdtny?" she asks.
I nod my head and run to her hugging her tightly. I can smell her signature lavender and vanilla perfume. I've been waiting days and weeks to finally see her again and finally it's happened. I hear her chuckling and hug me back.
""lqad ghab lak 'amyan". (I've missed you mom.) i whisper softly and smiling. I don't know how long she'll be in front of my presence so, I may as well enjoy the moment.
""lqad fatatk 'aydana, maliana."(I've missed you too)I was full of glee to her my mother tell me that I was in her mind when we lived miles away room each other.
"knt 'aerif 'anani kunt 'afkur kla yawm walaylat eanka, wakunt qalaqaan 'iidha kunt ealaa ma yaram waminat fi manzil jamiin, lm 'atruk lakum fi bayt nisa' 'ukhraa dun 'an yakun hunak maeak.waqad jaealani alaiktiab 'an tuearif 'anak sataraa li qadimatan w mutajaeid baed eam. "
("You know i've been thinking every day and night about you. I was worried if you were okay and safe in Jamee's house. I've never left you in the house of another women without being there with you. It made me depressed to know that you'll be seeing me old and wrinkly after a year.")
"ant last hataa 'amiy alqadimata."
("You're not even old.")
" faqat li'anani ybdw alshabab la yaeni 'ana "
("Just because, I don't look old does not mean i'm young love.") she says.
I roll my eyes. My mom never accepted compliments. After a neverlasting moment of hugging her we release from each other.
"Ami, ln tasadaq ma faealah aibnaha balnsbt ly. waqal 'anah yuetaqad 'anah ymkn- "
("Mom, you wouldn't believe what her son did to me. He thought he could-")
"Malia-"
"antazaeni min al'arikat waeasabat aleaynayn hataa wasalat 'iilaa huna 'amy, wa'ant la tasadaq dhlk"
("Snatch me up from the couch and blindfold me until I got here mom. You wouldn't believe it-")
"Malia-"
"Kanat alsayarat sakhinatan jiddaan w hasalat li kl tafawuh minh rayihat alearaq walakin, hdha bijanib naqtatin. laqad khafat min almawt li'anani aietaqadat 'anani sa'amut fi 'ayi lahza "
("The car was too hot and It got me all sweaty but,that's beside the point. He had me scared to death because,I thought I was going to die any moment.")
"Aistiqal min alhadith maliaan"
("Quit talking for once Malia.")
I obeyed her command and was slightly embarrassed for ranting.
"That sweet boy told me about your little heartbreak and how you wouldn't budge to walk outside. He bought the airline tickets for me online just so,I can see you."
"Wow." I said surprised. It would make sense that he planned this whole plan and, enjoyed frightening the hell out of me but, I would've never expected for him to pay the ticket for her. Now that I think about it, he was kind enough to set this up. I rotate and smile at him. "Why?"
His hands were in his pocket, and his grin was broad, and he shrugged. "It seemed like you needed to be with someone close.." he began to scratch the back of his neck and a nervous smile emerge played in his lips. "And I wanted to see you..happy?"
I walk to him and started to hug him tightly and ignored the groan he was making. "Thank you! Thank You! Thank you!" I said happily. His chest began to convulse because, of his chuckle. He hugged me back and I enjoyed the embrace.
"Aww." I hear. We both unlinked from each other and looked at my mother awkwardly. I forgotten for that moment that she was standing not too far from us. Her hands were folded and below her left jaw. She obviously admired our hug.
"Mom.." I say embarrassed and looked at my feet denying the idea of glancing at my mother and A**hole.
"What? Is there anything wrong with admiring my daughter having a long romantic hug with my future son-in-law?"
She's producing an even awkward scene by commenting that. If she believes that we'll marry and live under the same room, get children, and be in love she's got another coming. It'd never happen. I don't picture myself with him in the future..right?
"Why are you being nervous? It's not like you've never kissed." she says. I look at her and displayed a straight face but, in my head in my shocked that she even found out.
"How did you know?" Liam asks with a nervous tone. I glance at him and he had a crooked smile and his right hand on his neck. Did this bitch just expose us? If he just played dumb then there's a high chance that my mother would have believed him and drop the topic.
"Oh, it doesn't take a smart person to know this. I can see it in your eyes." my mother smirks and her hands on her hip.
There was long silence.
"Sooo," my mother says changing the subject, "I'm going to be here for only a few hours so, let's make the most of it." says with her accent.
"You're going to be here for only a few hours?" I ask depressed. I thought she would stay here for at least a day and we'd hang out. We could've cooked our favourite Sudanese and Ethiopian foods. We could've shopped, and watched a movie.
"Unfortunately hubun. I have to go back to my job on Monday and it's Saturday today. I would love to stay here for a little while longer but, it can't happen." she says sadly.
"At least you get to see your mom for a few hours. Much better than not seeing her at all." Liam says hoping that I look at the bright side.
I sigh and displayed a ghost smile. "I guess you're right."
My mom cups my face and smiles. "I'm glad to hear this."
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"And this is a photo of Malia butt naked in the public playground after I told her that a secret fairy was there." she says between laughs. Asshole laughed his ass off by the photo. They were laughing like good friends.
"Mom!" I whine. I'm not entertained to hear my mother display my embarrassing childhood photos to Asshole. He may have been a sweetheart for allowing me to see my mother after months but, I don't accept my haunting past filled with cringey moments.
He picks up the photo of my naked dark chocolate skin exposed with nothing but long striped and vibrant socks that went up to my small ankles. My hair was in an afro and I was crying my eyeballs out after not seeing the magical 'fairy' my mother was talking about.
"What? There's no harm of allowing my future son-in-law to see his beautiful future wife's photos." she says chuckling.
"What makes you think he'll be my husband? There's no way in hell it'd happen." I tell her irritated. Asshole wasn't fazed by the comment and his laugh died down. "Don't say that."
"Why?"
"Because, you'd be lying. I wouldn't like to tell Oscar and Lia."
I look at him puzzled. Who the hell are those people?
"Our future kids.." he says slowly as if I was an airhead.
"First of all, if we were to get kids, i'm not naming any of them Oscar & second of all, what makes you so confident that we'd be married and then get kids?"
He smiles.
"I don't know. I just have this feeling in my gut. When I look at you.. I don't know how to describe it. But, I do know that it's stronger than anything I felt before."
"Aww." my mom says.
My face was steaming really badly and if it weren't for the melanin in my skin, i'd probably be red as a tomato.
I stood awkwardly trying to stable my legs. I couldn't think of anything to say.
"You have my daughter blushing." my mom squeals.
"I'm black as heck mom. I don't blush." I managed to say.
"Every skin tone blush Malia. We just don't see it in darker skin tones.I know you like the back of my hand."
"But,I still don't think-"
"Ah! You said you 'think' it'd never happen but, how can you be so sure that never will you both say "I do?" she asks her legs crossed and her she lowers her reading glasses. She looked like a psychologist speaking to her patient.
"I just know."
"Hm." they said simultaneously.
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"It was nice to meet you Liam."my mom says hugging him and he hugged back.
"Likewise. It was nice to know where your daughter got her beauty from."
I roll my eyes.
My mom chuckles. "Thank you. I just hope when I come back she doesn't have a bump in her belly and if she does, we'll have a serious talk alright?"
"...ok ma'am."
Eventually, I was able to change the subject and hear about her adventures and job back in South Sudanese and it seems like she's having fun. She says she got to talk to my grandparents and other family members back in the country. We in exchange, told her about our chaotic experience with me in the house and how Asshole had been such an..asshole.
Jaimee came back from her job and was surprised to see my mother again after so long. Turns out, he surprised everyone and I think it's thoughtful and kind.
Sadly, it was time for her to go back to her job and we're at the airport.
She unlinks herself from the hug and plants a kiss on my forehead.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Ma'am the plane's here."
"Thank you." my mom says to the receptionist. She hugs us tightly one last time before leaving.
I gaze at the door and I felt depressed as the day I heard the news that i'd be staying at Jaimee's house. I may see her again after next year.
"Come on Malia. Let's go home." Liam says rubbing my back.
"Sure."
We went out of the building and continued to walk until we were next to his car. He was nice enough to open the car door for me and I gave him a small smile. He just nods his head and walked to his seat. He enters the key and began to reverse the car.
"Um.." I said awkwardly.
"Hm?" he asks glancing at me and the back of the car repetitively.
"I just wanted to thank you again..for bringing my mom here and on top of that paying for the ticket as well. Even though..you were a jerk for technically kidnapping me to here, what you did was kind."
He grins. "Wow. Malia Luak thanking me without calling me an asshole? That's new."
I roll my eyes beaming.
"It's not a problem Malia. It kind of sucked to see you sad about what he did and I wanted to help you out. It may not look like it but, I care about you."
His words gave butterflies and made me have this indescribable and exotic feeling. It was surprising to hear him say he cared about me.
I tried to say something but, couldn't think of anything. It's as if his words were so powerful it had made it incapable for me to utter a single word. He must have noticed because, he laughed.
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Sneak peek of the next chapter=
That's when I felt something heavy hit the back of my head causing me to fall in the floor. My head was aching really badly and my eyesight was poor. My head was soaring extremely bad and black spots were slowly growing.
"Fuck you bitch." the stranger says and it was possibly a feminine voice. The stranger sat down and her face were blurry. A material was on her hand. I remember seeing hair so vivid and bright. It was so vivid and eye-catching like the flame of a candle stick. It was hard to distinguish the face but, the long hair was vivid. "This is for your own good."
Everything was black.
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