Twelve
1297 Words
"I am fed up with this series of event scandal" Husna gruffed.
"I found it captivating though"said Ya Husna's friend; Saddiqa. She came over for the wedding. It's Thursday and that remains one day for the wedding to be solemnized.
"Do you want me to be sentimental?" Husna huffed, rolling her eyes.
"Can you please stop nagging and have your bathe, the make up artist is surely on her way, for the kamu preps" Saddiqa said, sniggering.
"Hey! don't call me a nagger, you're obnoxious. Where on earth did Nabila went to? I need her, she's way much better than you. You're just a pain in the neck" said groggy Husna, irritatingly.
"And you still love me!" Saddiqa smirked, sticking her tongue out at her.
"Don't make me instigate on this marriage" Husna threatened.
"Haha, says the sentimental bride"
Husna just hissed and entered the toilet. She took a soothing shower, performed her ablution and exited the bathroom. Only to see a tray of food kept by god knows who.
She was graciously munching on her food when the make up artist came in.
"Hussy amarya, let me allow you to finish your food, the way you're eating it emanates you're famished" Aunty Lara stated and giggled.
"Yes Aunty Lara, since breakfast"
"Eyyah, that's why you look scrawny"
"Ohk Aunty, lets get started"she said friskly. "before they eat us alive" she smirked.
"Ohk wooo"
She wore her traditional attire; wrapper and blouse with another wrapper on her head.
"OMG! Husna is that you?"asked Anty Murjanat, Mama's sis; stupefiedly. "You look stunning, masha Allah. God I'm out of words Allah"
Aunty lara smiled triumphantly.
The cars arrived. Mama called Ummi and warned her not to be late because it's a puritanical streak of not being late outside; if not its Ya Husna's wedding.
"Ohk Mama, insha we wont stay long. We'll be back as soon as the event is over"
"Ehen i forget, Hajia Hafsa; your father's friend's wife has arrived with her son. You should take his food to him, he's in Yusuf's room"Mama ordered, thrusting a tray to her.
"Ohk Mama, till we're back."
***
Knock! knock!! Knock!!! She knocked for the third time before she heard someone uttered "come in" groggily.
She pushed the door, who she saw made her eyes stiffened and hair-raising.
There..... is a structure of a young guy on a prayer mat emanating he just finished praying.
He looked up baffled, startled and petrified.
"You!?" he accentuated.
She entered the room and sat on a sofa, drop the tray on the bed side drawer.
"Yes, but how comes?" she drawled.
"So you're Baba Abakar's daughter?" he smirked.
"This turned into a real hum dinger" she grinned.
For some seconds, the room was hushed before she broke the silence.
"Uhmmm, let me go, they've already left for the kamu. I have to search for Malam Ummaru" she spoked haltingly, worriedly looking at her wristwatch.
"Noo! Lets go together, i just need some minutes to munch on my food" Al-amin said, smirking.
"I'll wait for you at the parking lot" Ummi answered and move out.
***
The hall was hurly burly when they arrive. They were walking side by side as they entered the hall.
"You look beautiful, stunning and attractive mon chèrié" he stuttered, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.
"Stop this your humbug please" Ummi said, briskly.
"Ummi! come over here, i need to tell you something" her cousin; Ummy yelled.
"Aysha, I love you!" He hushed.
"Al-amin, i can't hear you over this hubbub" she yelled and disappear into the humongous hall.
"I can see you're hectic, we'll talk later" he yelled back.
***
Bride's sisters were called to dance on the floor, she was busy dancing when group of guys some Abdulmalik's friend while some were their family member circled her suna mata liko.
Someone grasp her hand and decamp from the hall.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" she gruffed, abruptly removing her hand from his grip.
"Don't you think you're demeaning yourself?" he moaned, his voice is an amalgamation of jealous and sadness.
"Don't tell me you're domineering me?" she snapped in a rage, rolling her eyes at him.
"I am not, but your demeanour emanates it all"
"I think it's de facto Al-amin" she declaimed.
"That's your delusion Aysha" he snapped, looking straight into her eyes.
"Anyway I'm sorry please let's go home" he said sternly.
"But..."
"No but's please Aysha, we can talk on our way"
She just groaned and entered the car.
***
"Aysha please try to be astute, I was not trying to enrage or exasperate you please, I'm very sorry cuddle bug. Please forgive me, i can't be happy while you have a grudge on me, at your home. We suppose to enjoy this moments we are to share together, not to fight. We have to make the moments memorable my dear, please" he pleaded.
She look up at him; ruefully and saw the plea in his eyes.
"Its okay" she stuttered and yawed from his side.
They arrive at their home, bid goodnights and advance to their parts.
"Ahhh Ummi, why did you return so early? from all indications the party is not over yet" Mama asked, curiously.
"Yes Mama, i was just haggard and groggy"she externalised.
"Then who drove you home?" Mama eyed her accusingly.
"Mama Hafsa's son, he was my classmate"She answered.
"Ohhhh, it's ok"
"Goodnight Mama, I'm sleepy" Ummi said and advance to her room.
"Okay bye, you must be. You were so hectic"
***
Ring... Ring...Ring....
"Ohhhh, who wants to disturb me please" she groaned grievancely. Without looking at who the caller is, she just answered the call.
A:Aysha, i'm so sorry please.
U:OMG!!! What were you doing that you didn't sleep?
A: I was thinking about you, i can't sleep while i know you're angry with me.
U:Ohhhh, I'm sorry too for being pugnacious. I've told you its okay babe, just chill up wlh na hakura.
A:I am relieved now, you know i have a penchant for you that's why you purloin my peace.
U:And you're a piddling to me.
A:pah! Its palpable that You're smitten by me.
U:Don't tell me you were snooping on me?
A:Noo im just trying to intrigue you and I'm not jesting.
U:Urgh! Or to incite me. You're incorrigible. I'm asleep when you called me in case you don't know.
A:So sorry babe, you're the one that purloin my peace. Lemme leave you, my breakfast should be served as early as 8am.
U:Hey! I'm not your wife please, in case you forget.
A:will be insha Allah.
U:I'll snub you tomorrow, so get yourself ready.
A:No, you can't babe. Anyways night, tomorrow will be crucial to us, get yourself ready too.
U:Na you sabi, bye.....
A:Bye cuddle bug. I miss you.
She ended the call and tucked up snugly in her bed when her phone makes a sound. Notification sound.
A:when you have a dream inside your heart, never let it go. Because dreams are the tiny seeds from which beautiful tomorrow grows. Sweet dreams wifey*wink* don't forget your husband's breakfast, be a good wife please. GOODNIGHT.
A smile tucked up her lips, she slowly closed her eyes while mother nature do her job.
I'm so sorry guys
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