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Thursday, December 1, 2016

Nolishidey - My Life - Basic On True Story Part 2- Getting in touch with Farhiyo Farah

Ali always wondered why he likes to take the bus instead of driving home. Oh yeah because he hates driving all the time, he thinks taking the bus is much better if you are not going anywhere that is really very important. He likes taking bus 7 it drops him of next to the library and two blocks away from his house. Plus the library don’t have enough parking - if he drives to the library he has to park three to four blocks away from the library. He closed his eyes for a while, just to review what happened this afternoon, oh yeah, he just got dump in the library and agreed to go out with her friend. And the worst part is he has to keep it as a secret that he and Halima went out. This is crazy. He went into deep thoughts again and wondered how girl it is, how will she be like. Her looks, and her voice, and also if she is attractive, her personality, her attitude, what are her parents like and etc. A strong voice called for him. "Y'o Ali Ali" "Yes Abaay Halima" "What, I ain’t Halima" the bus driver said. He opened his eyes it was his friend Ibrahim. "What is up Ibrahim? Thanks, I almost missed my stop." "Yeah I can see that, you were in deep thoughts, call me later. Anyway get off the bus time is money" "Okay bye, thanks again.” Ali lives in a house with his dad and step mom and brothers and sisters in a four bedrooms and two bathrooms. His mother passed away when he was a baby and he's the only child from his mom side. Mostly his grandmother raised him, she was a like a mother to him until she passed away. A voice called out to him: “Hey son how was school, and did you finish your homework?" How can't he, he couldn't even focus on his homework. After Halima left him, he was at the library for 3 more hours he started to do his homework then he forgot. Now he remembers that he had essay to write for his English class. "School is going great and yes I am done with my homework.” Ali ate dinner with his family and waited until everyone go to sleep so he can call Halima’s friend. She told him to start calling her by tonight. Meanwhile, while he was waiting everyone to go to sleep he did some of his homework. Around 11:30pm he picked the home phone and start to dial the girl phone. He hoped it was her cell phone. It rang four times then someone answered. "Hello, hi Farhiyo." A woman started yelling. “I am not Farhiyo, I am here mom, and who are you? Why are you calling at this hour and why are you calling my daughter at this hour for.? Ali didn't know what to say, he can't say I want to talk to your daughter so we can get to know each other. The mom will trip, so he lied. “My name is Ali, Farhiyo and I go to the same school so I was doing my homework and I got struck on one problem. I’m calling to see if she can help me." "Uh huh, I wasn't born yesterday and I am not buying your story if you call at this time again this number I will call the police on you and I will call your parents.” she hung up the phone. "Abaay, Abaay I want to go pee. Get up" she’s still sleeping, the little girl got a pillow started hitting her sister, her sister still sleeping. This time she took a water and splashed on her face. “I am up Habiba Farah and don't even do that again.” “I know abaay farhiyo but I’m about to pee and remember last time what happen? I peed on the bed.” “I know and don't remind me.” Last time, her 6 years old sister peed on the bed her mom was yelling at her like she peed on the bed. She was yelling about 15 minutes, while her cleaning the sheets and the bed. She hates waking up in the middle of the night especially when she's dreaming about him. She met him few times but never got the courage to talk to him. She always gets nervous around him and too shy to say hi to him. When her friend Halima says let hang out with him she makes lame excuses. He is tall, light skinned, gorgeously good looking. Then a small voice interrupted, " Abaay abaay I am done, can we go back to our room.” She even forgot she was in the bathroom. "Yes." Meanwhile, on their way back to the room the home phone started ringing. "Abaay Farhiyo, who is calling at this time.” “I don't know, maybe Africa people I will go check and you go to sleep.” “But abaay mama always says never to answer the phone in the middle of the night.” “I know but it must be an important call, now go to the room I will be there soon okay honey. “Okay abaay." Farhiyo went to the living room to answer the phone, the living room looks so peace and she wishes it was peace day time, as soon as she entered the living room the phone stopped ringing. When she about to leave the phone started ringing again. Ali tried calling, Farhiyo number many times, but he hates giving up. He whispered and say” I am going to call her one more time.” He dial the number at the fourth rang someone answered. “Hello, hello who is this and why are you calling so many times, we can’t even sleep because of your calls.” “Sorry didn’t mean to wake anyone up, my name is Ali and who are you?” “I am Farhiyo.” “Hey Farhiyo, what is up.” “Oh nothing much, Ali who! What is your last name?” “I am Ali Mohamed, your friend Halima Said sent me.” Farhiyo was speech less didn’t know what to say. She went in deep thoughts, he’s calling me. Okay Farhiyo just be cool. “Hello Farhiyo, you there.” “Yeah, I am here; so you know my story.” “Yeah, I do, I was wondering if I can ask you few questions.” “Of course go head” “When did you start liking me and where did you see me at and why you never told me that you like me?” “Good questions, I started liking you more since I was kid, and I saw you many times back home when we were kids and now, in America. I saw you at two wedding. I wanted to talk to you but I was too shy.” “Oh I see, you seem nice and cool girl, forget about what’s in the past. Is it okay if we get to know each other?”