Being his replacement bride.(Completed)✔️

Chapter 5:

NADIA .
That was a loutish behaviour Fu’ad displayed.

I know how he feels right now, but can you imagine he left without saying a word to me!

It wasn't my fault Munnaya left!!
It wasn't my fault to be chosen as her REPLACEMENT either!
Are we going to live together like that?
I said to myself, widening my eyes.

The dinner party was cancelled.
I heard he was the one that cancelled it.

I wasn't bothered either because I'm not a fan of that.
It was time for the Budan Kai ceremony  and from there, they would take me to Fu’ad’s house.

After a long speech was given to me by the elders, I hugged my mum tight,it seemed like I was never going to let go of her. I'm going to miss her so much,this woman means the world to me.

Anty Batul, who was bothered about Munnaya’s whereabouts, Addarh Jiddarh , Aunty Maryam , Dad, Uncle Muhammad, Kaka Indo, my Zaid , and finally, my best girls, Amal and Ibtihaj.
I'll miss them so much.
How will life be without leaving in thesame roof with them.

Amal, Anty Maryam, and Ibtihaj were going to be my escorts.

Uncle Muhammad picked a called,after the call he to told us that the Budan Kai was postponed till tomorrow.

I knew it was Fu’ad that made them postpone it.

All I need now is to get myself out of this gown. It's heavy, and I don’t even like the design.

Fu’ad already sent the car that would take us.
I was covered with a thicker veil from my head down this time.

After a few minutes' drive, the car stopped, and the driver horned at the gate. The gateman opened it.

"Nadia, we are at your new home. Let’s go down," Amal said, opening the door.

I could hear noise coming from the entrance door. It would be the Gorko’s family.

They were welcoming us, and they sat me on a cushion after we entered inside.

Aunty Maryam unveiled my face.

"MashaAllah," a lady said, looking at me as she sat next to me.

If I could remember her clearly, she’s Addarh Firdausi. She’s pregnant also. She is Addarh Jiddarh’s friend.

"Good evening, Addarh Firdausi," I said to her while I was playing with my fingers.

Yes, that’s a habit of mine when I feel awkward!!

"Nadia, evening. Congratulations… You look very beautiful as always. I know it is not easy for you, right? But you are such a naive girl. Trust me, Fu’ad is a nice person. Give him time. He’s just still taken aback by what happened this morning, okay? Allah ya muku albarka kuma ya baku zaman lafiya," she said, holding my hands.

"Ameen," I said, looking at her, forcing a smile.

Everyone was gisting since we were family friends.

The parlour door opened, and Fatima fu’ad’s immediate sister came in.

"Salamu alaikum, everyone. Sorry I was late…" she said, struggling with the two warmers she was holding.

Amal and Ibtihaj helped her. I could see them laughing and having a conversation.

They were used to her.
But I wasn't, hough we know each other.

I’m a very quiet person,I don't n’t usually attend most family parties. I was always at my shop.
Sorry, guys , I forgot to mention… I have a clothing store named Nadia’s Closet .

I started with tons of loans, but right now, I have paid them back, and my market is very productive. I have a reliable salesgirl, Amatullah.

That was a great achievement I had after completing the two-year programme I did at SPY (Adamawa State Polytechnic, Yola).
I settled for a diploma because I never wanted to get deep into western education since I wanted to be a business woman ,this too was good Alhamdulilah.
I stayed with my mum’s sister, Anty Fareeda, till I finished, and I started making money from my store .

"Sister-in-law," she said, sitting beside me on the carpet,I simply smiled at her.

After some minutes, Amal, Ibti, and Anty Maryam left when they finally finished gisting.I
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ouldn't stop crying.

"Come on, Nadia, we are not leaving forever. We will all be here in the morning, okay? Bye,  take good care of yourself "Anty Maryam said, while I bid them goodbye.

I was left with Addarh Firdausi, Fatima, and their relatives present.

They showed me around. The master’s bedroom was beside the room my belongings were in.
There were four rooms  upstairs and two rooms downstairs, a big kitchen, and a dining room beside it.

MashaAllah, so beautiful.

The painting was white, and he must be a very neat person to paint his house white because most of the things were white with a mixture of black. Shall.

What type of luxury did Munnaya want?
Like, this house is big, beautiful!!!

She wanted a house like a castle, orrr!!!

After they showed me everything, they all left me alone in this big house.

Though I’m used to staying alone.

They said Fu’ad would soon be back.
I entered the room given to me. I finally removed this heavy gown, showered, and changed into a free gown.
Prayed Salatul Esha, made duas, and sat on the bed.

My head is spinning!!

I took Panadol.
Yeah, I always have a small container where I keep drugs.
I didn’t forget to add it to my belongings.

I waited a little, but there was no sign of Fu’ad.
And I know he’s not going to check on me anyways, with that attitude he displayed earlier today.

So I lay down and slept off…

© Najaatu Zubairu.