He opened the door to his flat and said " come in ". 

I entered into his flat. It's very neat and organized. Well Fabian has always been a neat freak. I remember during his college days when i would go to his house which was off campus. He would quickly remove even a peice of paper that I has unintentionally dropped on the floor. 

" Hey, won't you come and sit down? You have been standing there since you came in " he asked me. I have been too deep in thought thinking about the old days that I forgot to take a sit. I walked to the parlor and sat down. He has gone into his kitchen, probably preparing the coffee. It wasn't that I really needed the coffee but what I want to tell him is not something I can just easily say.He is whistling a song as he is doing the coffee.

Looking around the flat, I could tell that he probably lives alone because there was no sign of any other person. It seems he never got the secret crush he has always love. I clearly remember him saying he would marry his crush. The funny thing was that none of us even knew who she was.

" Ah, sorry for keeping you waiting " he says as he dropped a tray on a small tool in front of me. He took one cup of coffee and went to sit down on the chair beside me.

" It's okay. And thanks for the coffee " I say as I collected the coffee and took a tip of it. It is nice. Just the way I like it.

" So what up with you and Florence? "He asked. Yes, I have almost forgotten why I came here. He seems to really want to know. I really have no choice but to tell him the truth.

" The thing is Florence was supposed to get married but I ended up getting married in place of her " I said it very fast that I am not even sure if he heard it.

" What! " He shouted and mistakenly poured the cup of coffee he was drinking on his dress. Oh no, I have made him dirty his dress.

" Wait a minute, I really want to understand what you mean by that, but let me change my dress first " he says as he pulled his top up. What I saw shocked me. He has abs all over his shirt. Where has slim Fabian gone to? But it was nothing like Majid own so I quickly remove my eyes. Wait a minute, why am I comparing him to Majid? 

He went into his room and came out after some minutes with a very see through shirt.

" So tell me what you mean by you marrying instead " he says. I went ahead to explain the situation to him.

" Ha, ha, ha. This is too funny. How could you believed Florence? And you even went ahead with the marriage " he kept on laughing at me. This is so like him, turning everything into a joke. 

" Fab, stop laughing " I say but he ignored me. 

" Okay, so that's means you're the wife " he says in a mocking tune. I Know he would keep bringing this up for the rest of my life. But what has happened, has happened. There is no way to turn back the hand of time.

" Yeah, you are right. I am the wife. But do not worry, I know I will be getting a divorce soon " I know it will be hard because in this country getting divorce is quite difficult. But Majid is rich, I know he can work it out.

" Majid is a rich guy so of course I know you can get the divorce.  So where do you stay, Is it still at your old house? " He asked me.

" No, I stay with Majid " I answered.

" Really? " He was looking at me with wide eyes.

" Yeah, he said I must take care of the house in place of Florence " I couldn't bring myself to say 'wifey duties'. 

" You are really married man now. Well you gotta manage with it for a while " he says. 

" We have been talking about me since. What about you? What have you been up to? " I asked him. At that point, I received a message on my phone. It was from mother. She hardly ever contacted me.

" Well, nothing much. I run a gym class and live quietly" he says. No wonder he has abs now. I read the message.

" I must head back now, Mother is waiting for me at Majid's house. She said it is an emergency " I got up from the chair.

" Oh okay, I guess I will pay you a visit " he says.

" Sure, I will be waiting " I replied him.

 I was about to go when he held my hand and spoke low in my ear " you are forgetting something " 

Why is he so close to me?