I Must Marry Her

Chapter 1

Bismillah

Firdausi, Jannah

I picked a tissue on my bedside drawer and blow my nose, wiping a drop of tear that fall on my cheek. Yes I'm crying, nothing is wrong I'm just reading a novel, like how can people be cruel I know it's fiction but it does happen to some people, right? I dropped the book on my bookshelf, looked at my phone, it kinds of brightened my mood because I like new phones and I got that as a present from my dad just yesterday it is an iPhone 12, I grabbed it and head for downstairs, I know it's time for breakfast.

"Mommy good morning" I smiled hugging my mom

"Morning dear, how was your night?" She asked and that's how I summarize the whole book to her that I read yesterday night, she look bored but I just need someone to tell so I ignored her expression and continue.

"It's indeed a tragedy end," she said which only make me talk more "Like Mommy how can he lose everything and in the end lost her, I think the writer isn't been fair"

She smiled before pushing me to the dining table "let's eat first"

I opened the warmers on the table and I'm already salivating that I forgot about the novel that stuck in my mind.

After my breakfast, I changed into a blouse with jeans, picked a new novel, and move to my favorite place in the house, the balcony. I just enjoy sitting there, looking at the peaceful view of Kaduna, it's the sight I cherish the most.

My ringing tone brought me back to reality and seeing the name that appears on my screen made my lips curve into a smile.

"Hey baby," I said immediately I picked up "hey boo, so what's up, you free, I wanna come over"

"Must you ask, you know I'm always free" I said

"I just wanna be sure, I'm coming in an hour," she said before hanging up. I smiled, I do miss my best friend.

My name is Firdausi, Jannah Nasir Maikafi. I'm 21 years old, done with my degree in computer science at Nile University, I like reading, I don't talk much but if you know me, I'm a chatterbox. You'll get to know me as time goes on.

"Mommy, Ummi is coming over"

She smiled "it's been a while she came here"

"Just last week" I remind her, but I didn't want to remember any of it because to me that last week was like a nightmare.

"Is she coming alone?" Mommy asked bringing me out of my thoughts

"Maybe, I'm not sure," I said and lie her bed, picked up my phone to reply to some messages, and go through some Instagram pages.

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"Mommy ina wuni" Ummi greeted hugging my Mom

"Lafiya Ummi, how's the holiday"

"Alhamdulillah" she smiled before looking at me giving me a let's go look

"Mommy let me steal this your daughter for some minutes," I said taking Ummi's hand and dragging her out of the room, and when I said minutes I mean hours

"So you're leaving me all alone," Mommy said when we are out of the room

"Sabriyya and the others will be back soon" I yelled back before making our way upstairs.

Well, I'm not the only kid I'm the firstborn and have four younger siblings, Aneesah is my immediate sister followed by Sabriyya, Khadija whom we called Naana, and the last born and only male child Adnan.