The Untainted
Chapter Four
Basit asked again, but when he saw how she froze, he explained, "I mean friends like your other two friends, if you don't mind." Rihannat asked him why her.
Basit looked at her face and smiled. "Nothing," he said. "I just feel like we are alike; we share the same views and are also hardworking, don't you think? I mean no harm okay, please."
But I don't always see you with friends, I thought you didn't like having people around you, she said.
Basit laughed so hard. "Who doesn't like being with people? Who doesn't have a friend? Me? Oh no, no, no!"
I have a friend, but he's a medical student, and his name is Ridwan. I just don't like hanging around, okay? It's not that I don't have a friend, and he's also my childhood friend. He's always busy, even more than we business students. Mind you, my sister is also in the engineering department too, he said while smiling.
You have a sister in the school ? She was surprised.
Yes, she is my only sister. She's into our mum's profession.
Wow so lowkey!!!
Well not sure coz lots of people know. You are just always cooped up with your books and drawings so you don't know about me. I'm a little popular and my sis too though we love lowkey life.
How do you know I draw?
Oh my God! What a slip there. He lamented inwardly.
So many people know and I heard from someone in the campus. He lied, he knows alot about her. '"What a cover up '" he thought
Wow.... Am I that popular?? She asked smilingly. I am happy to hear that. I didn't know you are into art.
"Well....I developed the fondness not long ago. ...another lie, his love for art started when he learnt she loves drawing, taking pictures and she's a good calligrapher. She draws, writes calligraphy and sell. So he started buying secretly with price higher than the actual cost.."
Basit continued "I'm just like you, who have just two friends. No majority, just minority, but Rihannat retorted immediately, "Who tells you I have just two?"
Basit was thrilled with her cuteness. "Okay, you have so many that I can't count, lots of them," making Rihannat glare at him.
Good, I'm not giving you my number. And I don't have male friends. Goodbye, she waved and ran away, making Basit burst into laughter. He ran after her while laughing, making her more embarrassed than she was, and since she can't ignore him, she told him not to have any other intentions. "I don't want to give you any hope," she said seriously, because she is not ready for it, and she won't think twice before blocking him.
Basit smiled bitterly and lied for the first time in his life. No, he wouldn't have done that before, but is that possible for someone he has already liked? He's not sure if this is love because this is the first time feeling like this since his second year in school, when he set his eyes on her, but he knows for sure that he likes her a lot.
But the don't come near me vibe that she has towards male always keep him in check" what if she embarrasses or reject him"?
Okay fine: she said. then they exchanged their numbers and parted. She left while Basit was watching her till her cab was out of view before stopping a bike and leaving for home.
After Rihannat got home, she prayed her Isha salat and warmed the remaining food in the pot to eat before calling her parents, as she does every night. As usual, her mother tried to coerce and persuade her into marrying to make her life easier, which she rejected, covering it up by telling them her earnings for the week since the day was Saturday. "Mother, I made 15k this week from photography and drawing, so don't worry, okay? I'm good with it, and I will manage myself, and also, you know that I don't spend extravagantly, and I don't go for luxuries, so don't worry."
Her mother was still worried because all females love luxuries and good things. Who doesn't want a good life? But she still insists on being single and working hard. Her mother knows she's stubborn, while her father smiles and shakes his head. He knows his daughter since she decided to fight it all the way; she wouldn't stop halfway, so he wouldn't try to stop her. He won't fold her wings or enclose her space but allow her to soar high in the sky. A gold needs to go through heat to become beautiful and gorgeous, while his princess is a priceless gem. She needs a determined mind and confidence.
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