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KANO STATE, NIGERIA.
"I'll call you back later, Mom. I've got somewhere I need to be right now." Jannah mumbled into the phone to her mother. They've been talking for ages but her attention is totally somewhere else.
"You sound disturbed. What's wrong there? Is everything okay with Imad?" And now she got her mother worried about them. She sighed, she shouldn't worry the already sick woman living all alone oceans apart.
"Nothing is wrong, Mom. I just have so much to do but don't have much time." She partly lied because the truth is also there in her words and maybe her mother heard it too.
"Alright, call me when you're done." And they exchanged adieu before hanging up the phone simultaneously.
Jannah left the bed and ferried to the bathroom to take a quick bath and go see Usayma. The woman is not taking care of her health, she's never gone to the hospital and a woman in her condition shouldn't be left alone with too much stress. If possible, she should take months of break from Imad to take care of herself and what she has going on. It's a surprise how the woman is taking everything with straight face, she cannot do that for the life of her.
She changed into her new fire maxi dress, plunging neckline and cape sleeves. She matched her black slippers with same veil, took the keys to the chamber and phone before she left.
Today, it's either her words or Usayma's and she is sure she will win this battle at long last. She can emotionally blackmail her if it doesn't work out the way she wants it to. They can both be stubborn about the matter, way more than Imad. Two ladies can stand against one another when Imad is not involved.
"You are here again?" Usayma gave her that look from head to toe which she should feel offended to but she wasn't, she is there on a mission. Nothing Usayma does will make her back out, she's gotten ready to go to the hospital not fight.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm standing in front of you." She rounded the couch and sat down in front of her, beaming.
"Yeah, I was trying to be rude. Are you already in love with my husband?" Usayma teased, relaxing back supinely on the couch too, keeping the cup of tea in a saucer close to her. She just awoke from sleep, Imad will not annihilate her.
"I know that and I won't take any offence now because of what is going on with you but later. And no, your husband is totally not my type." She shrugged, still beaming at Usayma like she was rewarded with a lottery from above without buying ticket.
Usayma grinned, liking the bits of comebacks between them. She likes this Jannah girl, if only they met way before now. "Tell me, why are you here today too? I'm tired of seeing you."
Jannah shrugged at this too, looking out for the maids around but they are nowhere to be seen and the one that opened the door for her had slipped into the kitchen -where most the gossips takes place. "I am here to take you to the hospital whether you like it or not. I don't want to hear any excuse, Usayma. Just go stop this stink and get ready. I've already booked an appointment with a doctor a little out of town. I know you don't want Imad to find out even though their hospital is the best one around here. Chop, chop, chop, get dressed."
Usayma stared at Jannah, her jaw hanging on the floor because she never thought this girl in front of her would be so considerate. Their friendship -whatever it is that they have going on- is not as strong as Jannah is currently portraying it out to be. She thought they were just acquaintance but the woman went all overboard with this. She went ahead to find the best hospital in the city for her apart from the one they have there in the palace because she knows she won't want Imad to find out about her situation, just yet.
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