As soon as Abba got down the floor, he smiled to himself and he brought his phone to his face. He dialled Nuriyya’s number and smiled at himself. He wanted to surprise him. At first, he thought he can wait until tomorrow to meet her but he realized he couldn’t. He just had to see her keep him sane after all the chaos that had been happening in his life lately.
“Abba na!” She called, that’s what she called him. And whenever Nuriyya’s voice uttered Abba na with so much possession, he felt walking on the cloud nine. How she drawled the name and made sure the ‘na’ she added to his name wasn’t just there as a decorator. He was hers and she was his.
“Nuriyya,” he called and got into his car. As he put on his seatbelt, he smiled again, “Where are you now?”
“I’m not home, at a friend’s birthda
