fated hearts

chapter 10

It was almost June, and Asiya and Ibrahim were knee deep in their WAEC exams. The stress of the upcoming tests was palpable, but the anticipation of Ya Farha and Ya Mariya's wedding, scheduled for the 31st of June, added an extra layer of excitement. The wedding, set just a week after their final exams, was the talk of the house.

Despite her usual love for shopping, Asiya hadn't joined her family in picking out wedding attire. She trusted them to choose for her, not even knowing what she would wear. Her relationship with Ibrahim had blossomed even further; they couldn't go more than 30 minutes without talking to each other.

Rukayya sister is getting married so she invites the group to celebrate her sister's big day with her.

Asiya was in her room, trying to decide on an outfit. She was on the phone with Ibrahim, who was coming to pick her up along with Khadiya and Ahmad.

"Have you started getting ready? I'll be at your gate in an hour," Ibrahim asked.

"An and half de askim, I haven't even decided on what to wear," Asiya replied, a hint of panic in her voice.

"Wear anything red or maroon, suna miki kyau sossai" he suggested, his voice calm and reassuring.

Asiya smiled. "Okay."

She rummaged through her closet and finally decided on a beautiful maroon guipure and Atampa mix-and-match half-bubu guipure dress with blush pink embroidery. paired it with a matching Atampa headtie and skirt. Asiya admired herself in the mirror, her favorite pink chiffon oil perfume adding the perfect finishing touch.

She could almost hear Ibrahim's voice whispering, "Kin kyau," as if he were there. Blushing, she covered her face with her palms and said, "Duk yasa na wani zare," pouting as if Ibrahim was watching her.

A short while later, the sound of her phone buzzing signaled Ibrahim's arrival. Asiya's heart skipped a beat as she hurried to the door. She opened it to find Ibrahim standing there, looking as dashing as ever.

"Tabarakallahu ahsanul khaleeqeen," he said with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

Asiya blushed deeply. And mouthed "i love you."

They walked to the car together, chatting about the wedding preparations. She's expecting him to attend all the events, Ibrahim is worried about her parents finding out, she has invited ahmad kay and ruks so she is not worried about anything.

Asiya got into the passenger seat, and they drove away from her house, continuing their conversation.

As they drove, Ibrahim kept glancing at Asiya, unable to hide his admiration. "You look stunning tonight, Sia'm," he said softly.

"Thank you, Aşkim You look very handsome too, nide naji kamar kar muje aita kallemun kai" Asiya replied, her eyes twinkling.

"Waze kalleni kina kusa? Kofa baki ce komai ba there's this aura in kina wurin it justs speaks i'm yours" he said pecking her hand

"I love you too much baby" he said as take her hand to his heart and whispered "its all yours"

Asiya smiled and replied "thank you and i love you more"

After a few minutes, they found a quiet spot to park. The night was serene, with the moon casting a gentle glow over the landscape. They continued their conversation, feeling completely at ease with each other.

"I can't believe we're almost done with our exams," Asiya said, looking out at the stars.

"Yeah, it's been a long journey," Ibrahim agreed. "But we made it through together."