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She stretch her body for a little while before finally opening her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room. She gets up from her laying position and sit down on her bed that there's no difference between the bed and the mat.

She ambles out of her room and check her surrounding maybe she will see her mother because she knows by now her father would already be in the masjid. She couldn't see any sign of her mother which was unusual but decided to pray maybe she didn't wake up on time. With that thought she perform ablution and went back to her room to pray

She finish praying together with her morning azkar before going out to do her morning duties, since she would be going out a bit early for her morning lectures. She didn't see her mother on sight which is unlike her. She walk to there room and said Salam but got no reply after waiting for some minutes she walks in. But to her ultmost surprise she saw her mother laying down

"Umma. What happen? She said a bit panicked sitting close to her. She touch her forehead with her hand to check her temperature but remove it immediately. "Umma you're burning. What happen? talk to me" she said almost at the verge of tears. She detest seeing her Umma sick or worried

"Don't worry diyata. It's just a fever" her umma said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't say that. You're burning and you're telling me it's just a fever, Haba Umma. Wait let me get a water and a towel" without waiting for her Umma's reply she hurriedly walk out of the room to get what she need.

She returned shortly after with the water and towel. She dip the towel inside the water, squeeze it and place it on her forehead. She did that for some minutes before her temperature calm down a little bit and she slept off.

She was sweeping the compound when her father entered inside the compound "Inna kwana Baba"she said to her father weakly

"Lafiya diyata. Har kin Fara aiki?"

"Ehn"

"Toh madala. Hurry up and finish so that you won't be late for your lectures"

"Humm, dama Baba I will not be going to school today"

"And why?, if I must ask"

"Umma is sick and I want to look after her when you're not around"

"And with whose permission are you staying at home?" He asked with a little bit raise in his voice which she keep mute

"Answer mu" he shouted a little bit again

"Dama"

"Dama what?. Toh let me tell you sound and clear. You see that school, you must go. And about your mother I will not be going anywhere. So better hurry up and finish your work and leave. I don't want you to be late for school" with that he entered there room where his wife was laying down sleeping peacefully.

She was done with everything that needed to be done she, even prepare the breakfast and took it to her parents room. "Baba nagama"

"Yauwa. Yin hakuri diyata. Am sorry for shouting at you earlier. But you know I don't mean to. I don't want you to miss these golden opportunity for you to learn"

"It's okay Baba. I understand let me get going. My regards to umma when she wakes up"

"I will. Take these with you" he said bringing out the money in his pocket to her "Baba leave it. Add it up to Umma medication money. I still have some change with me"

"Are you sure?"he asked

"Yes. I am"comes her reply

"Allah maki Albarka diyata. Start going I don't want you to be late" she left the room quietly and headed for school.

Tehzeeb couldn't get Keke on time till after some minutes before she could get one, which she knows without doubt that she will be late. She arrived at the school and hurriedly walk to the lecture venue but luck was not by her side because the lecturer was already around.  She tried her luck maybe she will not send her out. Upon taking a step to enter Madam Maryam spoke" Don't you dare me young lady. Get out of my class" with that being said she continues with her lecture

Mrs Maude have rules and regulations, among her rules no one enters her class after she had entered. Tehzeeb couldn't sit because there was a probability that Mrs Maude would be giving them test which she don't want to miss but have no other option. She stands close to the window to gain some knowledge even though she'll not be allowed to attend the class.

Mrs Maude left the class without giving them any test just her normal attendence which Tezheeb was a bit relief since this her first time of missing her class "Tezheeb" someone called from behind her which she turned and come face to face with her friend.

"Ke lafiya?" Her friend asked in concern

"Inna fa lafiya kawa"

"What happened? You look dull and came late for the lecture when you know it's Madam Maryam lecture we're having this morning"

"Madam Maude aside for now since there is no test just attendance" She said before telling her the reason why she was late "Umma was a little bit sick these morning that's why I was late"

"Eyyah. Allah Kara mata sauki. Don't worry dear. I know how worried you get when umma is sick. But I promise she will be fine"

"Nagode"

"Let's go for our next lecture since it's just two lectures we're having today after that you can leave" with that they both walk out to there next lecture without saying a word again.

Tehzeeb was physically in the class but all her attention and thought were at home. She was eager to go home to see what's happening to her Umma. She was so lost in her own thought thinking of what going on at home that did she didn't even know what the lecturer was saying until Khadija touch her. She turned and face her before she raised her eyebrows in question. "You're not listening babe. Atleast concentrate a little bit"

"Am sorry. Just worried about Umma that's all"

"I know and she will be fine. Now listen and listen attentively"

"Thank you" with that she face the class to listen to what the lecturer is teaching. Immediately the lecturer left she Sprint out of the class like someone that's being chase without even waiting for Khadija to say goodbye

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