IN TWENTY ONE DAYS

64; #MUNAN21.

I might not update again till next month, you lots are not commenting and it's not chill🤗 though I don't reply because of my phone, I do read them.

ABUJA, NIGERIA.

Yasmeen El-Rufai pouted her lips as she continue to trudge inside the airport with Murad beside her. Today is her day to leave for Kaduna and even though she loves the idea of flying again for the second time, she will miss those three girls. Oh, she knows clients are not always going to be as good as those trio, she is sure none could even come close to them which is what makes her sadder. Most brides will ruin and match on her like she is a doormat and she will have to take it all in since that is her job, what she's meant to do with a smile.

These trio booked a flight for her from Kaduna to Abuja and did the same for her back home again. Who would do that if not them? They are hellbent on making her name blow and she is sure if her business gets anywhere in the world, it is going to be because of them three! She was working for them but they made her feel like a sister instead of someone they hired to help their wedding. Which is why she didn't let them down, their wedding was really the talk of the town until that day, a week after their marriage to be precise. They won't let her leave immediately, her parents understand and were very happy for her.

The three brides filled her with so many clothes she could barely count on. They said they don't have anyone to give except Afrah who has more clothes than all of them combined, they were not kidding. Amongst the three, whoever feels that the clothes they have don't fit them anymore, they give it to Afrah who never says no to new clothes, who does? Especially the ones Bushra Amani will sew for herself, you know it's never just any clothe. So she got her own share, and that share isn't small.

Her mother will get some so will her older sister and grandmother too. Yeah, all four of them are not fat maybe because they are not rich and don't eat to their hearts content, so the clothes will fit them all which means they won't have to think about not wearing new clothes for another four to five eids. She cried in joy watching as they pack all they have into her bag, a very big black luggage, some won't even enter so they will send it to her some other time, soon. Her heart was filled with so much joy, it bleeds with merriment she's never felt in her whole eighteen years, well, not after Abdullah left.

From accessories to shoes, veils, bags, lotions, creams, shampoos, clothing and even hijabs. Yasmeen didn't feel like charity case because they didn't make her feel like that, she felt compelled to take those clothes from them. A lot of people from her state want to give them clothes but they deny it knowing those people will taunt them for it. She will start dressing to impress now that she needs to join the Polytechnic there to study Hospitality and Management like Kauthar advised her. She told her to keep diploma so she can show it to anyone who thinks she isn't qualified, she agreed. Thank goodness the admission is just starting, she can quickly apply for it and get admitted with her Jamb.

The huge check they gave her will cover up so many things back home that she can't wait to show her mother. She didn't tell her how much was given to her and that she will go to school, she only told her sister so she can quickly apply it for her and she did. Her sister is also there in the Polytechnic studying Social Development because she's always wanted to help the society, her parents supported her and she is now doing her Higher National Diploma leaving two years for her to finish off.

"When are you coming back?" Murad yanked her from her reverie as she watch her luggage being moved.

The mere sight of her luggage made her insides churn with happiness for she is going to see her family after two weeks and then sad because she shall surely miss her brides and their family. The place she first worked is where everyone wished to start from, Abuja. She always can't believe that she's worked for these renowned people, it is a great honour.