If wishes were horses beggars would ride......
I wish I will have a chance to talk to Badman Binladin. Yeah. I've ever seen him once when I went to my Aunt's house in Abuja to spend the holiday. I saw him in Silver bird. I wanted to talk and maybe snap some pics but my Aunt was like u guys shld hurry up we're going to be late. And that was how she spoiled my mood. To cut my depressing story short, I'm now playing his song, my favorite song super and here is Deeja trying to spoil my mood.
"Wai why are you obsessed with this Badman ne. You're here worshipping him while his there clueless of your existence." She said. I ignored her as I sang the song with my future husband.
"Oya do the do super scary scooby doo... "
"Your wallpaper, his picture. You even have a special file in your laptop titled Bad
Zainab's pov ? "It was really good hanging out with those two." Deeja said licking her ice cream cone. We just stopped at Kreamy kones."Yeah." I said licking mine too."You really don't give a damn about Maryam now do you. I was really scared that you might have Philophobia." She said. I didn't know what to do but laugh and i earned a you-are-not-serious look so I stopped laughing. I'm immune to Maryam's stupidness btw."Hey don't worry i won't it's not like we dated or anything. Oh that's what I was thinking but insha Allah nothing will happen to me. She smiled at me and we hugged. I love my sis soo much. When Mal Hashimu opened the gate they was an unfamiliar ash and black Sienna parked. Guess we have some visitors."Oh they are back already" Mama said as we walked into the palor. Baba's aunt from Abuja Aunty Salima came with her chi
Dedicated to all the readers that voted from the first chapter and will always keep on voting. Thank u guys sooo much. Zainab's pov Remind me to never share something ever again with Khadija. I told her about last night about that call. Right now she's trying to make my life a living paradise. Note the sarcasm... "I knew it. I smelled that love in the air since ever then. I'm so happy that finally you're gonna move on." The mad Deeja said jumping up and down like a kangaroo. You see why I told you that I regretted telling her. I think she's hyper on something. "Uhhh...you're unbelievable! You always think negativ
Maryam's povI was really short for words when i heard Zainab talking back for the first time. But I composed myself and shot back. When I pushed her Jamila held her and I kept taunting her. To my surprise she twisted my arm and knocked me on the floor. The next thing I did was wail and I kept saying my ankle my ankle. My vision was blurry and I can't make out who was kneeling in front of me squeezing my ankle lightly. I was half conscious and the next thing I knew it I was on bed whilst the school nurse inspects my ankle."Maryam right?" She asked and I nodded."Where are my friends?" I asked her referring to Hafsat and Yasmin."They just went out to attend the class. I'll send for them before break. Right now you have to rest. I've bandaged your ankle and in four days it will heal quickly, but for now on you'll be using a crutch because you can't just limp about. A
5 years laterShe watched through her window as his black Mercedes Benz drove out of their gate. She didn't intended to reject him but what could she do? She drew the curtain and sighed slipping down to the floor as a lone tear escaped her eyes.Flashback.... "Hello ina wuni." She said sitting down on the chairs in the balcony. "Lafiya sis yakike da kowa da kowa?" "Alhamdulillah hope everyone is fine too.""They are masha Allah." They was an awkward silence before he spoke. "Have you thought about it?"She kept mute and then said. "I still need time musty it's not easy you know.""Yes I know sis it's hard but it has been a month. I call you almost four times in a week and all I hear from you is that you need time.
He punched the wall of his room as she called him for the fifth time. He's knuckles throbbed in pain but hell he doesn't care. What type of we are done didn't she understand? And she's demanding him to listen to her explanation after what he saw with his naked eyes. She must be kidding him. The incident that happened 3 weeks ago rushed back to him.Flashback.... ? "Hello dear how are you?" Maryam asked as she nervously fidgets with her fingers as if he can see her."I'm good babe. I was thinking can i come over now if you're not busy and maybe grab some lunch and then take you out for shopping?" Isma'il asked."Awwn hon I'll love to but unfortunately I'm very busy at home with all my cousin's wedding preparations.""Oh okay. No prob maybe tomorrow ko?""Eh tomorrow will be fantastic and I'll be less busy. Um.. I've got to go now bye I
"Do I have to wear this?" Isma'il mumbled as his sister, Aliya handed him a black suit to wear over his gray shirt."Of course Yaya Isma'il. You look dull these days try to dress smart even if it's for today." Afra, his 13 year old sister said earning a glare from her brother."Will you act like the grown up you are for awhile and stop whining like a 2 year old." Aliya rolled her eyee"I'm just nervous." He confessed. "Everyone is going to be there including those assholes. I might lose my self control and punch that guy senselessly. And she might try to lure me to listen to her.""It's going to be okay I assure you." Aliya
"What do you mean by you're pregnant!" Abba whisper-yelled through the phone, ruffling his curly fulani hair. Maryam called him at 1am claiming she's pregnant."I didn't say I was I said I think I am." She responded using the tone he used."Then how sure are you if you really are.""Well my period was supposed to come last week but it didn't. And I always crave for local foods. Then now I'm feeling nauseous and I vomited.""Oh my god oh my god don't freak out babe. I'll come over tomorrow as early as I can so we can go to the hospital.""How can you tell me not to freak out when it was all your doing. I'm so gonna kill you if I really I'm.""Oh so you're accusing me now huh? I told you it was a bad idea but what did you say? You said that I want to be like Isma'il that doesn't give you your right.""Ok. Ok. It's
Maryam is still in the theater room and no one can see her. There are many tubes connected to her body and she's still not breathing. The woman who had hit her is no where to be found. Her Dad was still pacing up and down outside the room while her Mom was crying with Zainab and Aliya's Mom consoling her. Khadija and Aliya were crying softly while Zainab was looking at the room with a blank expression different thoughts rushing through her mind.I'm ready to forgive her even if she didn't ask for it. I have to tell her that so she can put her mind at rest oh so god help me I can't forgive myself! "Yihakuri Sakinatu addu'a za kiyi kuka ba shine abin yiba. Gashi ma tana da ciki. (Have patience Sakinatu you should pray for her not cry. And she's even pregnant.""She's pregnant with a bastard. Even if she'll die she must tell me who the Father is. Or so God help me the pregnancy will be aborted."