In a mall she is seen featuring a denim blue cargo pant,a white turtle neck top, a denim jacket, a cobalt blue silk veil with a white Adidas sneakers to pair. Filling her cart with groceries she needed in the beverage aisle she rolled her cart to the confectionary aisle to get chocolate to make brownies for her cousin's birthday. She stretched her arm to get a pack of dark chocolate but it seems far from her. She kept stretching her hand to reach it but her efforts seems futile just then a hand reached there and took out the pack.
Here. The person took it and gave it to her, she took the chocolate and thanked the person when her eyes met the grey orbs of the person it looked really familiar to her, like she's seen this eye before. Unable to recollect where she knows that eye from she just shrugged it off and made her way out of the aisle to the counter desk to pay off her goods.
Once outside she adjusted the edge of her veil that was flying due to the breeze. She pressed the open button in the car's remote in her hand, the security man helped her put the customized white nylon bags in his hand which contained the stuffs she bought. She thanked him and gave him a one thousand naira note as a tip. She noticed a car parked behind her which had obstructed her way. Madina felt angry for standing for almost 30 minutes as the owner of the car hasn't showed up. She attempted to approach the security men there if they have any clue on whose car that was or if they could help her get out of there, just then a guy in a complete black outfit came towards the car and attempted to open it. She hurriedly walked up to him to ask him to move his car so she could leave.
Excuse me sir can you please move your car as you can see it's obstructing my movement. She said straight up in a single breath on getting to him. She was already angry and tired from work and this had to happen, she just wanted to go home and rest.
The guy looked at her with amusement......“ Why is this one smiling do I look funny to you”...... she thought to her self.
So we meet again. He simply said.
What again, I've never seen you before.
Oh really, ok lemme give you a quick flashback. Pretty lady sitting alone at Domino's. I told you something about pretty lady sitting alone philosophy and we had a bet. You remember?
She looks at him like he's gone nut until it clicked to her. She had actually met this guy before, but he looks different now. “As if I gave him a proper look that day” she said to herself.
Yeah I remember now. So please can you move your car. She said half rudely, she was not ready for any conversation of any sort with him.
Yeah sure but not until you tell me. Did I win the bet or not.
She gave him a head to toe look before she answered no you didn't. He slumped his shoulder in defeat probably because he's not gonna get her number as the bet stated. But he was not going to let her go right now without having a means of communication with her.
But can I ask you a favor please but promise me you will agree to it.
She looked at him like a crazy person. Is this guy normal at all. Am just tryna suppress all the anger and frustration inside me and he's asking for a favour. This guy is really clueless. She thought. Spill what is it and be fast about it I need to go. She spat angrily.
Well uhmm. He scratches the nape of his head. Can I still get your contact. He looked hopeful. She just liked at him. And felt like giving him a hot slap across his pretty face. I promise I won't disturb you I swear or even if it's your IG handle or something I can use to communicate with you. He said with a puppy eyes. Now he looks like a pretty puppy begging for a piece of bone. She couldn't help it but smiled somehow the face he's giving is kinda funny to her and she couldn't help it. She quickly maintained her straight face.
Why would you want my number. I mean you barely know me plus how do you know am on IG.
Exactly!! He quickly said. so that I can get to know you more without meeting you at random places coincidentally. You know. And who doesn't have an Instagram account in this era.
Well sorry to burst your bubble but I don't and I have a condition though. She said and he beamed waiting for the said condition. You won't pester me with calls or messages. As you can see am a very busy person plus I hate calls that are not business related.
Done ma'am. He said with a salute in a childish way. Is that all.
No. With time you will know. For now I have to rush off. She said while dialing her number on his phone, the call came through her phone. Satisfied that he got her number he adjusted his parking for her to leave and they bade each other farewell as she left. He leaned on the car's bonnet waiting for his brother. A 6'11ft tall man came holding a little girl in his right hand and a big toy car in the other hand as he listened to her talk about everything and nothing he couldn't understand anymore. The girl was about eight years old or so. He got to the car which his brother was waiting for him, they all got in and drove off home.
Preparing the cream cheese in a glass bowl, she brought the whipping machine and started whipping the cream. She didn't turn off the machine until she got the foamy consistency she wanted. She added a bit of blue colour to half of the cream, she scooped it and filled it in a pipping bag which had a zizzag nozzle attached to it. She began to decorate the six layer red velvet and vanilla sponge cake she made and covered in cream frosting. Finishing her work, she placed the cake in the fridge. She checked the chocolate cupcakes she had put in the oven. The bell rang indicating that the brownie was done. She took a kitchen towel lying on the counter and took out the brownie. She let then cool down on a rack before placing it on the board she had put down. Adding a much needed amount of cream cheese and sprinkles on the cake she placed it inside the fridge and Set all that she had made aside and ready for the party.
It was Salim's birthday on Thursday but since it was on a weekday her aunt decided to let it be celebrated during the weekend since the kids won't have school to go to and their parents might probably be free to bring them in. The IV was ready and delivered to various of Salim's s friends from school and home. Areef also invited the little amount of friends he could get. Since sadiya is yet to start school, her mom could only get her home friends to come. It was stated in the invite that every child was to come with a guardian so that it will be pretty convenient and sensible for parents to let their children attend. Some parents might not want their kids come alone whereas the child might really want to come, so to save both parents and children on their safety measures this condition was put forth in the invite. Also it will save anty nana and madina the trouble of the safety of returning the kids home.
Since Madina didn't have much work that Saturday she was present in the full arrangements for the party. She had decorate the garden in her house as the party will be taking place there. The theme colour for the decorations was blue,white and red. As per his wish he wanted a captain man's themed party. Madina made sure she got everything in place to make it look love worthy. She made a small inflated house house which was labelled “THE MAN CAVE” she made available of interesting stuffs kids would love to play with in the tent. Ranging from the water colour gun, the crazy junk and stuff corner which had different stuffed toys to take home when you play and win the man game. Everything was just to perfection.
By 3:00 Madina got herself ready in a simple royal blue plain silk gown. It had no decorations attached to it, she had a red tummy belt on just a bit lower to her bossom and a pepper red scarf which she tied into a turban to pair. She got down to check if Areef was ready.
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General FictionMADINA is a 23 years old lady who has a broken family. She and her brother AREEF a 10yrs old lad are the only children of Barrister HAMZA AL-QASIM. Both Madina and her brother are loved unconditionally by their father and he can go to any length for...