"Haba Basma don't tell me you're back again with Abdul Malik" I heard ya sadee asked Basma
"Yeah so what?" Basma blurted using her phone mindlessly
"Oh Basma he just got married eight months ago and you're still over him don't you think it's to early, why won't you just let him be with his hauwa after all what you had done to him in the past you still have the guts to face him" sadee bellowed angrily and Basma quickly off her phone and dug it into her canoe necked gown sided pocket stones and glared at sadee. This conversation of theirs is becoming interesting
"Sadiya Bafari if I may ask is it your business? Are you hauwa Abdulmalik's wife" Basma folded her arms giving sadee a deadly glare
"Basma we're not fighting, but try to reason with me, that poor girl hauwa is pregnant and she needs her husband by her side, all you do every time and day is to either call him or chat with him at least give him some privacy" sadee continued and Basma eyed her
"Basma if you were in hauwa's shoes you would definitely understand what am saying, I think you're coming in between their marriage that's not even up to a year Basma Please do justice for that innocent girl it's time for her to be happy" sadee continued
"Fine am not stopping her happiness besides Abdulmalik is entitled to four wives! You heard me I said four beautiful wives" Basma snapped and before you know it the crowds became interested glaring at our direction
"If you guys knew you were just going to come here to create a scene then why did you both came at the first place" I yelled at the both of them
"You should warn your favorite sister first" Basma yelled back pointing at sadee
"And who's this Abdulmalik?" I asked sadee
"A married man that Basma is so over hills for" sadee eyed Basma
"You had forgotten to add " the young and the most handsome new wedded guy" Basma said confidently with a blush
"So long as I live I won't let you destroy your fellow lady's happiness, you knew you loved him then why did you refused to marry him at the first place?" Sadee yelled at Basma
"You know what? I don't have your time and Abdulmalik and I are now back together with so much love for each other" Basma dangled her head sideways rising from her sit
"Godforbid you're my sister and you're not a mistress I would never let you ruin his marriage" sadee gritted
"You had pissed me off so badly and am going back home now make sure you get a taxi to take you back home" Basma said snapping the car keys away from sadee's hands and walked away angrily
"See you tomorrow Abba (Bashir)" she added and averted
"She of all people knows that entering a cab, rickshaw or even a bus is not a big deal for me" sadee shrugged
"Ehn ehn Abba don't forget to snap lots of pictures in South Africa" Basma wiggled her brows at me and i ignored her
"What was that ya sadee? You guys were disgracing me, you couldn't even control yourselves in public" I glared at her
"Am so sorry Abba I know we are wrong, please forgive us" she reached for my arms apologetically and I was forced to smile at her
"Where's mum I asked zipping the Louis Vuitton (LV) trolley happily because all what I ordered from my parents were bought for the south African trip
