Part 44: Assumptions and Speculation...

Today when I got home from school, I found myself with nothing to do. I had no work for the next day nor was it my turn in the kitchen.
The house was kind off quiet too, everybody was off doing their own thing.

I flipped through channels and then decided to do some Facebook stalking...but I couldn't find the Ipad anywhere!

I hunted around abit in the usual places but it was nowhere to be seen...

Of course I immediately thought that Tumi or Thembi might have pinched it...after all, hadn't I used it just last night?

I distinctly remember playing games while imraan was at gym, I left it on the side table in sure...without logging off or switching it off, as usual.

Maybe one of them came into the room and saw the opportunity to take it?

Wait!wait! Wait!

I was jumping to conclusions...it was a terrible habit I must have picked up from my mother, every time something is misplaced, I immediately think it must have been stolen by the maid! I really need to stop making these false assumptions.

It was entirely possible Imraan could have put it somewhere...

I sent him a quick message asking if he knew where the Ipad was and then I heard Talha and Tariq so I went to chat to Sumaya.

When Imraan came home from work he was unusually quiet, not his usual jolly self. I asked him if he had a bad day at work but he just shrugged.

I guess his a bit overwhelmed with work...

At supper time I started to worry, i was  getting a weird vibe from Imraan...almost like he was upset with me! I couldn't understand why...

It definitely wasn't my imagination I decided after imraan ate in near silence, refusing to look at me, he didn't even ask me to pass him the bread that was right next to me, he asked Sumaya instead!

By the time we got to our room I was really worrying.

"Imraan...are you angry with me?", I asked quietly.

" here's the IPad you wanted!", Imraan said tossing the tablet onto the bed.

"oh, Oki...want to tell me what's wrong?", I asked.

" want to tell me who's zain?", Imraan shot back.

" what! Zain? I don't know!", I said confused.

I was so baffled by Imraan's behavior...

"Don't.lie.to.me.Fatima!", Imraan said through clenched teeth.

" I am NOT lying, why would I lie!", I replied, almost in tears.

Imraan grabbed the IPad from the bed and furiously started punching his finger at the screen...then he practically shoved it under my nose!

" THEN HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THIS!!!!", he yelled, close to tears himself.

The tears in my eyes made everything blurring, I had never seen Imraan so angry before and his behavior was frightening me...we have had fights obviously, but nothing like this...worse thing is, I didn't even know what we were fighting about!

I looked down into the screen, trying to see through my tears, it took me a minute to recognize the Facebook messaging app that was open, and another to make out the blurry writing...:

Zain Mohammed
Salaams
It was so nice to meet you the other day, 'a person like you is truly rare',as you said to me. Can't help but hope that our paths cross again sometime. Tc mwah
28 September , 19:08


OMW....!!!!!

Before I could register the message or even explain, Imraan started up again...

" is this why you were looking for the Ipad so frantically today? You didn't want me to see the message! You wanted to reply!"

Imraan was furious! And guess what...

I was furious too!

How dare he think that low of me!

But before I could even speak, a knock on the door interrupted us...

" Imraan Betha...is everything okay?"

Oh, here's the cherry on top... of course the whole damn house was ears wide open for this little fiasco...and MiL was leading the circus!