QOD : " I will find you.
In the farthest corner, I will find you. _Mary E. Pearson"Ayiriri ayyiriiri!" was the sound of women yodelling, it was the sound that filled the atmosphere as well as Zayba's ears.
The bride herself, was in a milk colored lace, dotted with brown lines horizontally, it was transformed into a gown, a fitted gown, that had all her curves saying hi to the crowd.
The edges of the lace were trimmed to make this design under her bossom, and some of it at the end of the gown. She wore a milk colored shoe, and a matching purse, her veil was milk colored too and it was well place on her head,
On the well tied zahrah Buhari style she had made herself, She's likely to be called perfect at that as she tied it so well, one would think it's zahrah Buhari that tied it for her.
She quietly walked through the crowd in company of her friends wearing various colors of clothes and accessories, she then sat on the white Italian cushion that was brought out specifically for her.
The whole fam were there , all eyes were on her, she smiled to every eyes that locked hers, she was a happy bride.
She missed her mother, she could not wait to tell her about everything, about how things were done there and how she was treated.
As she sat so many of the guest came to take pictures with her, her sister in-law Fatima was sitting by her side telling her who was who, "you see that black woman on red, that's uncle khami's second wife, you see that lady on pink and purple atamfa she's our neighbor, she stays in that house with the purple gate, I think she's got something to do with purple, it's kind of getting too much."
They both laughed and fatima continued until she was called to go for an errand.
"Fatima taho in aike ki."
"Mama!" Fatima exclaimed, her hands reflexively moving from her sides upward and then down.
"Ke kaniyan ki, come here, I need you to go get me, more turaren wuta, we've gifted them all."
"Mama! Who goes for errands on her brother's wedding?"
"Fatima!"
"Na'am." She answered pouting.
"Tell hajiya falmata, I said thank you for yesterday, I'll send her soveniur when everything is over."
"Okay."
On going out Fatima was blocked by a huge manly figure right in front of her, one of the groomsmen she guessed, since he was on blue, it was there color for the day, "ya Fuad like this asoebi thing sef, even for budan kai again? " she thought.
"Sorry please excuse me." She spat politely.
"You're quite excused beautiful."
"I'm Aj dear, and you're.?"
"Sorry I don't do Yoruba demons."
"Hahaha, says Ola's ex girlfriend."
"I see you already know a lot about me." She said as she walked past him.
"Well a little, but I definitely want to know more."
"As you can see, mama is waiting for me, I need to do this Asap, so I don't have time for this little chit chat." Fatima swung her hips passed him.
He swallowed as he watch her walked , he wished she'd repeat that hip movement she did seconds ago, but I guess he was lucky just once.
Fatima knew that she was every bit of beautiful, she was brown, slender, with thick thighs, below her tiny waist that makes her adjust her skirt after every sewing, or buying, to her moderate blossom, her straight collar bone,
to the well lined fold in the neck, her small and pouty lips, her nose small but yet pointed, Had tiny eyes, with large pupils, when you look at her eyes you see more of the black than the white, her type of eyes isn't very common, beautiful, she's neither tall nor short.
Meanwhile the tall and the double U nose guy was huge and black, and he was hooked by this tiny hot woman, beauty and the beast might be a good tag for them, but beauty didn't find anything interesting about this beast.
"Can I drop you there?"
"Yes you can, but thank you."
"Fati why are you being harsh to me? Jowo omotoshan (please, sexy woman)"
She smiled and spat " I don't know what that means but I'm not being harsh, I studied English so I know what that means exactly."
"My bad?"
"Yes your bad." She said opening her eyes wide.
"Just forget this English thing, and let me drop you there."
"Okay, I'm hoping you've seen fast and furious the movie? Yes?"
"Who haven't seen that."
"I don't know, some people somewhere."
He smiled and brought his car keys.
"I'll be your vin diesel."
"Ko kai fa! ( how about that) Let's go please, before Mama starts calling."
They flew to hajiya falmata, bought the incense and left.
This ones want to steal our love story o.
Aite chapter 30 here, it's been a journey man! Thanks for being here with us, please keep sharing, thanks.
Love, Nazy 💙
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Scars of undying grief
General FictionA coincidental car accident brought two souls meant for each other together at the time they never expected. Zayba Isah Bature, a sister to Hibba Isah Bature married the love of her life, Fuad Ali Abdurrahman the best human earth have ever accommoda...