From My School Yard to Stranded in Dubai! An Insane Story: Part 1
I was at the yard of a school that I worked as full time teacher. I felt laziness and a quite tiredness and I asked one of newly graduated teachers to go to my class and entertain them. The principal asked me why I didn’t go to the class and teach and I told the matter. I just opened my Facebook account and watched videos.
A young girl wearing glasses approached the school, holding a six-year-old child. She inquired about the principal’s office, and I jokingly asked why she didn’t greet me first. After a brief exchange, she mentioned wanting to register the child. I playfully questioned if the child was hers, noting how she held the girl’s arm, which didn’t seem maternal. She apologized and asked who taught me such things, to which I jokingly replied that my expertise in psychology guided me.
After twenty minutes, she returned and asked for my phone number to stay in touch regarding the child she had enrolled. She was called Sacdiya, and she was a young girl of about nineteen or twenty years of age.
Once in every week, she called me and asked me about the child’s progress and the likes, and I gave her full report from the office. She also asked me about the country as she grew up in Dubai. Though I was not interested in her too much questions, I just tried to tell her everything she wanted from me. Then we were involved in talking about personal issues like why we were both unmarried, our love lives, future hopes and many more. That was where our journey started from.
Later, I started sending text messages via WhatsApp, especially when I felt tired from work, reading novels, or playing football. Since she was often online, she would engage in conversations with me. We shared jokes at times, and she never seemed to get angry. Occasionally, I would refrain from using WhatsApp for two to three days to see if she would miss me.
I usually go to bed around ten o’clock in the evening, but one night I found myself unable to sleep. Lying in bed, I began to contemplate the beauty of my friend and wondered if we could potentially have a romantic relationship. Sacdiya was of medium build, with a fair complexion. She possessed very attractive features, including boobs and boots that could stir any man’s emotions. Beyond her physical appearance, she also had a kind and caring personality. It was at that moment that I made the decision to approach her.
When only one week of her recess remained, I asked her whether she had a boyfriend. She asked me why I wanted to know, and I told her it was just a matter of friendship. She told me that she had one in Dubai but they split up. I also mentioned that I was not interested in dating girls even though I had the ability to. Then I asked her about the characteristics of her ideal man. She listed five traits, and four of them described me. I wondered whether she had hidden feelings for me.
She also asked me if she had the characteristics of the girl I dreamed of. I knew she was the best girl to have a relationship with based on her appearance, build, and behavior, but I didn’t say anything because I had heard that if you praise a girl too much and give her everything she wants, she will lose interest as girls like challenges.
One day, I told her that we eat out at a hotel. Initially, she was hesitant, but I convinced her as it was a farewell dinner since she was returning to Dubai in two days. I dressed very well, like a groom, and borrowed a friend’s car. I drove her to the hotel, and we entered a specially decorated room. Though she was very shy, we enjoyed fish and chips and had ice cream. We talked and laughed, taking selfies together. After about an hour and a half, I drove her home. I felt both happy and sad, perhaps due to her personality and her imminent departure.
When I got home, I lay down on my bed and checked my phone. Sacdiya had sent a message through WhatsApp, and I assumed it was a usual message, but it was different. She said, “I love you”! I don’t want to go back to Dubai soon because that long distance may have a bad impact on me.” I couldn’t respond quickly as it was an urgent situation. It took me about an hour to reply. Initially, I wanted to express my love for her too, but I remembered a study that revealed girls are attracted to men who distance themselves, and if a man always agrees with them, they see him as useless and leave. So, I told her that I did not love her, but if she loved me, I might love her back under certain conditions: never ask if I’m busy, never call me when I’m at work, and other restrictions. I also told her to go back to Dubai and come back next summer. She accepted everything.
We communicated through WhatsApp for months. She sent me pictures often, but I rarely sent any because I was always hard on her. She used to apologize even if she missed my calls while she was studying or working. One day she asked, “Omer, you used to be a good friend and a caring person, but now you are very aggressive. Why are you treating me like this? I thought you would give me a chance to smile, an environment to enjoy, and a comforting hug, but none of that is close to happening. I don’t know if I am daydreaming or not.” I told her, “I will answer you later as I’m busy with my Master’s Degree Thesis.” Truthfully, I was doing nothing, but it was my habit to oppose what she wanted. When the time came, I simply said, “I will give you whatever you need, but for now, you are nowhere near. Try hard to please me.” She asked, “What can I do, please? Have I ever annoyed you?” I said, “I told you what to do. Have a nice night, sister”!
She wondered why she loved me and thought about how to attract me. On the other hand, I questioned whether I was right to treat her mercilessly. In reality, I loved her deeply, but that research finding influenced my behavior.
See you next part
Hamza
