Why does the society always proves to be unfair and unjust?
Was it my fault when I was married off to the man I barely know by my father?
Was it my fault that I silently took pills to not get pregnant early by my husband?
Was it my fault that I stil...
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The wedding I.
Henna/Kamu(traditional event)
"Keep it as simple as possible please."I said to the henna artist that was doing my henna.
"Kehh,make sure you draw her bridal makeup,don't mind her,ignore all that she says she can be annoying sometimes oh and don't forgot to write Jalal's name on her palm ."Munira said to the henna artist while She was eyeing.
We've just started the wedding events today,kamu was going to be held later in the evening today while we started with the henna earlier in the morning.The henna was kept as simple as possible,only Munira,few of my first cousins and some of my parent's relatives that had arrived from different states for the wedding were present.Traditional music(kidan kwarya) was been played in the background by some older women.
I was simply dressed in a burnt yellow and red atampa that was sewed into a straight gown with some chantily cape,the outfit was actually a gift from Munira which fitted me perfectly.
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Two hours later after both the traditional red henna and black henna was done and beautiful stained on my hands,I washed them off with the help of the henna artist and she applied some fragrance oil on it afterwards.By now Munira,my cousins and rest have also washed off their henna and were dancing in circles while I was sitting just watching at them.
"My dear your groom is here."Munira whispered in my eyes giggling.
And my eyes met with Jalal's.He was dressed in a light blue kaftan that highlighted his beautiful skin color,he looked extra ravishing.He was accompanied by three of his close friends.He loved a little bit closer to me and started raining 1000 Naira notes on him while I was sitting still and few minutes later his friends joined him,they were literally have to be asked to stop by one of my elderly aunties before they stopped while Jalal was the last to stop.
"You look breathtaking."Jalal whispered in my eyes while he sat next to me as the photographers where doing their jobs taking pictures.This was the first time that Jalal openly complimented how I look.
"Thank you,you don't look bad as well."I said suppressing my laughter seeing the look Jalal was giving me cause I said he didn't look bad.
