Abandoned Hearts

Chapter 6

NOT EDITED!

📍Abuja, Nigeria.

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"Ruky! Over here!" A female voice shouted, that too a very familiar one to Rukkayya.

Rukkayya turned to the direction of the voice. Ladies and gentlemen- the most annoying person on earth, who also happens to be her soul sister, her confidant, partner in crime- Basma Tawfiq.

Rukkayya angrily marched towards her face void of any emotion.
" Amma Basma Baki da mutunci! Why didn't you inform me about the test? Huh? Now what the hell do you except me to write for that bald headed man, and you know very well how that man sets his questions." she said all in one breath, then gave the said Basma a deathly glare.

"Haba Hajiya Rukky, Queens of queens, beauty with brains, zinariyar mata, matar oga..." Basma praised, knowing very well her bestest loves to be complimented and praised.

"Toh naji! Kill me alreadyyy!" Rukkayya said while blushing profusely. Basma just rolled her eyes at the mental person she calls a best friend. SMH!

"Let's go in before he arrives abeg, we won't want to miss the test."
With that said the two crazy best friends strolled to the class, hand in hand like the best friends they are.

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About two hours later, they were done with the test. Everyone came out cursing the lecturer. Infact a friend of Rukkayya's- Nancy, came in with her new hair, flaunting it but after she came out of the exam hall, the hair was like a bird's nest.

For Rukkayya, it was hell! Pure hell!
First, it was the surprised test and now the extremely hard questions.

"It's always the single ones that are wicked."
Basma said referring to their "single" lecturer as they stepped out of the hall making everyone to burst into fits of laughter.

"Yes now lack of love causes wickedness." another classmate of theirs chirped in. Basma was about to reply him when Rukkayya dragged her, knowing her best friend, she won't let them leave until she finishes insulting the generation of that lecturer.

"Abeg! Basma let's go I'm hungry, did you come with your car?"

"Nah, I've got a personal cab, the one and only Rukky MD's car." Rukkayya just sighed and rolled her eyes at her crazy best friend.
"Amma gaskiya Basma kina Neman taimako, babba ma!

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All through their drive Basma kept blabbering all the latest gist to Rukkayya, who kept her eyes fixed on the road occasionally nodding, though her mind wasn't there at all.

Smack!

"Ouch! What was that for" Rukkayya pouted and sent daggers to her now fuming best friend.
"For ignoring me mana, I've been literally rambling on and on to myself, gani Basma mahaukaciya."

"But on a serious note habibty, what's wrong? I won't take 'nothing' as an answer." Basma added with utmost concern and seriousness laced in her voice.

"Nothing" Rukkayya replied avoiding Basma's gaze, or rather tried to avoid.

"Rukkayya Abdullahi Maidala! You know you can't hide anything from me so spill!"

"Okay fine, so I saw Ameer two months ago when I accompanied mama to the mall. He was shamelessly ogling at me. He was looking at me with some kind of emotions that I couldn't pinpoint. I couldn't read his eyes but they were screaming regret. I couldn't stand his presence so I dashed out."

"...and lemme guess, you had another panic attack." Basma interrupted.

"Yeah, but luckily someone was there and had me do breathing exercises , he really helped me. You know some people are scared of coming close to me during these panic attack episodes, they think I'm mad!" Rukkayya angrily said the last part with tears threatening to spill.

"Rukky, you're stronger than this, please don't let the tears spill, please habibty." Rukkayya is a type of person that doesn't cry easily, even when she's in pain she just acts numb. So, when she actually let the tears out, she could cry a whole river.

"Yeah, I'm stronger than that. So back to the gist. I sincerely wanted to express my gratitude to him wallahi, but I couldn't see his face because he had a mask, I could only remember his ring and bracelet."Rukkayya finished feeling as if a weight has being lift off her shoulders.

"The guy deserves an award please, anyways you're just telling me now?" Basma feigned hurt.

"Sorry bes, I just couldn't bring myself to tell you, cause I didn't know how to start." Rukkayya sincerely apologized.

"Well next time inform me, I don't want history to repeat itself. And may God help Ameer when we cross paths with him." Basma smirked evilly, she has something planned already for Ameer.

"Hug?" Basma asked.

"Da fatan kinyi wa Yan gida bankwana Koh?" Rukkayya playfully glared at her. They continued their hot gist, and laughed as if it wasn't Rukkayya almost having a mini breakdown. She dropped Basma at her house and drove off to her humble abode.

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📍Somewhere in the world.

"Architect, they're planning something big!" A huge guy came in while panting.

"What are they up to now?" The said Architect replied with a calm expression.

The huge guy narrated everything to the boss without leaving any little part.

"We shall see to that, I already have a plan in mind." The architect smirked evilly.

"Sir what about Rukkayya?"

"Keep a close eye on her, monitor wherever she goes and the people she meets, nothing should go wrong!" The Architect replied with a deadly tone.

"Yes sir!"

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*Hides in embarrassment* you guys no amount of sorry is enough. Sha, it is what it is. Life happens.

So who do you think that boss is?
And why is he keeping an eye on our Rukkayya?

Y'all shouldn't forget to vote!

With love Rabiatu
And
Xoxo_shatuu