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This is the story of a young lady who found herself being the only child of her parents which seems normal at first, but it comprised of hardship, struggle, grief, love and partial joy.
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My name is Ikhbal, I am 19 years old from Abuja N...
"Sadiq!". I gasped watching him with Halima sitting by his side.
He stood flustered, looking straight into my eyes "I...I". He blinked nervously, surely lost of words, as I stood there watching Halima in disbelieve with my heart hammering while she looked like she never cared a bit about what was happening. "Ikhbal, I'm..".
"Aren't you two ashamed of yourselves, especially you Halima, just look at you!". Layla said with disgust "Ikhbal always overlooked your fake ness, she is always assuring me that you are a good person but in all honesty, I never thought you are this disgusted, disloyal flock". She said while Halima was now pressing her phone.
"Layla lets go". I whispered dragging her.
"Ikhbal I can explain". He said following us and he hurriedly obstructed me.
Layla snapped."Look Mr, don't ever in your life think that after you cheated on my best friend with her so called friend, she would listen to you because all you ever did was lies". Layla said holding my hand tighter.
"I know, I was wrong but can you just spare me a second".
"Layla lets go!" I said again trying to walk pass him when I felt his hand on mine, in second I heard the sound of a slap, my hand was on his cheek, I was surprised that I slapped him. "Don't ever touch me!". I warned and yanked my hand away. I sensed people's attention on us while he hold his cheek for a second and faced me.
"Do you think I intent to cheat on you?" He asked "Because all I get from you was rejection, I have been yearning to see you or call you just to hear your voice but all you did was 'study'". He air quoted the study and I just pressed my eyes close because I would never let my tears fall in front of him.
"Trust me, you will regret cheating on her and you will always be heartbroken in your life!". Layla said and dragged me away from him.
He stood there for a minute. "Ikhbal, just hear me out, we can fix this". He said trying to follow us but he got threatening glares from layla and he let go. We walked away and I can feel his gaze on us.
"What is wrong?" Salim asked looking at us confused.
"Uhmm! lets just go home". Layla said, I find it hard to breath normally and I was sure my face was red. He hesitantly stood and we walked to the car.
"Layla can you tell me what happened?". Salim asked driving out of the restaurant.
She looked at me and held my hand "It is not a big deal, we sort it out". She answered, he sighed obviously not taking it but he let go. We drove in silence to the house. "I will call mom and tell her I'm sleeping here". Layla said to them, after we walked out of the car.
"Okay then goodnight". They waved at us and we sauntered in.
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"I was waiting for you habibtees, goodnight". Abba said and stood up to his room.
"Goodnight". We responded.
Ammi sensed my coldness and came close to me "Habibti, mazakhadi'a?.Habibti what is wrong?". She asked inspecting my face.
"Nothing Ammi, I just need to sleep". I said and I felt a lump in my throat.
She hugged me tight knowing there was something wrong "Whatever, you come across in life, your listening ears are your love ones Ikhi". She said rubbing my back. At that, I couldn't hold it anymore and I burst into tears, shuddering while she held me tighter.
"Ammi...". I whispered amidst tears.
"Shhh! Habibti its okay". She said rubbing my back till I stopped crying. She held me to my room while layla was beside patting my shoulder.
"Now you need to sleep, let me make some tea for you". Ammi said.
"No, Ammi let me make it". Layla said.
"Okay habibti". Ammi said and asked me to pray nafila before sleeping, after I assured her I was fine with a persuaded smile, she pecked my forehead and went to her room.
"Pretty, here is your tea". Layla said handing me the cup of tea. I held it inhaling the scent of clove and I gently sipped it till I drank it all. I entered the bathroom washed my face, performed ablution, changed to pyjama and placed my prayer mat beside Layla's who was praying, prayed for myself (wellbeing, strength, and happiness), (Ya Allah make my life joyous, ease the pain in my heart and fill it with your blessings, Ya Allah replace my cascaded tears into my pains and change my darkness into the brightest light) and I prayed for my family.
After praying I folded my hijab and laid on the bed. I couldn't fathom the irony of my advice to layla (avoid people bit by bit with excuses till they loose interest in you), that was what he meant when he said that I always 'study'. Feeling exhausted in this lost world, I raised my hand and prayed that Allah filled my heart with happiness, and ultimate love.
"Pretty, I'm so sorry". Layla said with teary eyes hugging me whilst I felt the lump in my throat but I stopped myself from crying and promised never to cry again.
My phone's vibration separated our hug and I held the phone to see Sadiq's number. I hung up just to find bunch of his messages. I deleted all the messages without reading them. I blocked his number from my WhatsApp and other social media.
I scrolled through my contact to his name boldly written. I never thought he will stoop so low, regardless of the message that was sent to me, I never believed it, because all I think was that someone was trying to meddle with our relationship but that was not true. I fell for his lies, telling me that he was in Turkey unaware that he was actually in Nigeria and dating my friend(that was what I thought she was). I deleted him from my phone and probably from my life.
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Woww! I feel heart broken😥 we mostly come across this in life. But trust me if you are ever heart broken in life, that is not the end of the world. You just have to refresh, reboot and resettle. Just move on with your life. Love y'all STAY AWESOME.
