"Indeed True love is the most beautiful thing"~~husna.
"Oh please drop the act Fatima and start talking" Zaynab said, they were all in her living room gisting and talking about everything to nothing, Zaynab was sitting on the couch munching her cheese balls, while ummusalma was talking to Abdulhayyu her boyfriend and Asmau was applying red henna on her hands.
Ummusalma is the only who have a boyfriend in the group,
"Okay me and ya Khalipha are...." She trailed up.
Ummusalma shrieked "I will call you back" she said to Abdulhayyu.
"Are dating"
Zaynab smiled she saw that coming, Ummusalma laughed happily looking at Fatima but Fatima's eyes were trained on Asmau.
Asma'u's face was neutral, she closed her eyes tightly just great he is enjoying his life while he is planning to ruin mine.
So yaya Khalipha is actually Asma'u's brother, they are the closest siblings you will ever come across.
Opening her eyes she saw their concern looking faces and Fatima's nervous one, she beamed happily before pulling fatima into a hug and the rest wrap their arms around them, after the group hug Zaynab talked "Asma'u what's wrong"
She sigh " He told daddy that my nightmares are back"
The girls gasped "when" Zaynab questioned quietly.
"It was only once, and now they suggest I visit a therapist again!! Seriously let's just stop talking about this and am not going back home not anytime soon"
They all kept quiet, Asma'u has been through a lot in life, but it's not only her Zaynab too.
When she noticed that they were all suddenly quiet she rolled her eyes "okay am really alright no need to freak out, moreover you girls are my therapist right" she wiggled her eyebrows, they chuckled with tears in their eyes "we love you"
"I love you guys more and thanks for always been there" she said
"But you know you can't escape from them when your house is looking at ours" Zaynab said and Asma'u shrugged
"Am not escaping from them, am just escaping from Fatima's soon to be husband trouble"
Fatima laughed out loudly, "I no fit talk"
"Hey sworn sis that's my line" Asma'u said.
Before she looked at Zaynab smiling wickedly, she lunched her self at Zaynab rubbing the henna on her hand on Zaynab's favorite Hoodie.
Ahhhhhhhh
Zaynab screamed "Husna Nasir kigo, what the f**k!!!" Zaynab yelled, okay she looks furious.
"Husna is my middle name!" Asma'u yelled before running out of Zaynab's apartment, knowing that Zaynab is a fast runner Asma'u speed to Amma's room.
"Amma come save your daughter" Asma'u yelled hiding behind Amma- Zaynab's mother.
"Miya Faru" what happened,,
Amma asked
"You favorite daughter spoiled my favorite hoodie, Haba Amma don't even support her today this is not fair" Zaynab said whining
"You can always wash it Zaynab or buy another one, now allow my daughter to rest please" Amma said to Asma'u who was already seated near Amma on her bed.
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Perfectly Matched(ON HOLD)
Ficção GeralWho always consider two people with the same thinking and mentality to end up together? They always say being two poles apart strenghthens the bond, are people like that made for each other? Is this the perfect love story between Zaynab Bello Ibrahi...
