The sitting room overflowed with women of all ages, eagerly awaiting the groom's relative. The air resonated with lively yodels and the melodic algaita, growing louder with each passing moment.
People make way as the servants rolled in three exquisite, customized Louis Vuitton boxes, adorned with Tasnim's initials (TAJ - Tasnim Abdulwahab Jalal), the room buzzed with anticipation. Next, five elegantly crafted trunk boxes arrived, followed by stunning dozen boxes, topped with an impressive, oversized box.
Khalil's relatives began to arrive, including Baffa Asim's first wife, Hafsa, Yafendo Surbajo, Mahra—Ummi's sister, Hajiya Zakiya— Ummi's closest friend, the wives of Kawo Bello, Sama'ila, and Muhammad, Aunty Saudah, and other esteemed family members.
They were ushered in and offered a place to sit. The festivities commenced, with refreshments being served. The designated presenter collected a written list of all the items in the boxes, as the numerous boxes made it impossible to open each one for display. Instead, they would announce the contents.
Zabiya, as they called her, glanced at the list. Zabiya's voice filled the room, her eyes sparkled with excitement. She took a deep breath, surveying the crowd before beginning her announcement.
"The three customized Louis Vuitton boxes contain a collection of English attires, pants, skirts, blouses, and more. Four of the trunk boxes hold her sleeping essentials, bathing necessities, and intimate wears. And, in the fifth trunk box, lies a breathtaking collection of jewelry: silver, cubic zirconi, rubies, and other precious gems." She paused for dramatic effect.
"Two among the boxes contains sixty exquisite pieces of laces," Zabiya announced,
"And when I say lace, I mean the finest quality, Excelsior, HKG, Australian lace, and more." The room erupted in joyful yodels, a symphony of delight. At the revelation of the lace collection, gasps of admiration filled the air. Women's eyes sparkled, and their voices rose in a joyful cacophony.
"Three additional boxes hold one hundred exquisite pieces of atampha," Zabiya announced, " Featuring super wax vlisco, embellished wax, embroidery, mix-and-match, and more. " The room exploded in louder, yodels as the audience gasped in astonishment at the luxury.
"Kai, wannan amarya tayi goshi!" Zabiya exclaimed, her enthusiasm growing.
"Two boxes contain Abayas - the renowned Dubai Abayas. Another two boxes hold designer shoes and bags, Two boxes are filled with veils and jilbabs, while the last box contains her makeup products" Zabiya paused, her eyes scanning the room for dramatic effect, before gesturing to the final box.
" Can anyone yodel loud enough to shake this room's ceiling? If you can, please, I need to hear it now, before I reveal the contents in the box "Zabiya requested, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
The room erupted in a cacophony of yodels, echoing off every corner.
" Okay, thank you. I'm satisfied." Zabiya said, a smile spreading across her face.
" Inside the trunk are four exquisite designs of 21-carat gold necklaces, earrings, bangles, and rings." She paused, her voice filled with awe. "Attakbir?"
" Allahu Akbar" the women chorused in unison, their voices filling the room. It reverberated off the walls, coming back to each and everyone's ears.
Khalil's relatives held appreciative smiles.
"Okay, I think that's all, Oh not it's not. " Zabiya started, her gaze sweeping the room. She noticed genuine smiles on some faces, while others displayed more guarded expressions.
Yafendo gestured at her. Zabiya moved closer to her. Yafendo whispered something to Zabiya, making the smile on her face to widen even more.
" Well it seems like we have one more thing remaining"
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DARK HORSE: REDEMPTION
RomanceTasnim entered the room with a gentle 'Salam', but the silence was deafening. The pungent smell of cigar smoke assaulted her nostrils, making her wrinkle her nose in distaste. Where was it coming from? She hesitated, tempted to retreat to the kitche...
