Chapter 8

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Maryam's POV
   
      The time is running very fast this days. Today is the 'sa Rana' ( engagement and the day the groom and brides family meet to set the wedding date), and the 'Kawo kayak lefe' ( the day the groom's family bring boxes for the bride that  contains clothings, jewelries, cosmetics, underwear etc). Which are all tradition in hausa . The bride is not suppose to be at home for that day. Right now, am getting ready to leave this hell called house. My step mum told me to go to her sister's house. Her sister Anty Aminah is a very kind and funny woman. She is in her late forties but behaves like a teenager. I really enjoy her company because she is in no way like her selfish sister. They are always fighting when they meet, same goes to their kids. Her daughter Asmau is the only friend I have in the whole universe.

"you aren't done yet? " my step mum asked as she came into my room. I hate when she comes into my room without knocking. I am a grown up, but what can I do? A bagger has no choice.

"am just about to go" I replied.

"take this" she said handing me my transport fee.

"thanks" I said and collected it.

The distance of our house to aunt aminah 's house is not really far. But for Abuja, a place only for elites, where the price of everything will definitely be high. I reached the house in fifteen minutes and rang the door bell. Her house is not that bad I might say. It's a duplex with flowers of different kind surrounding it.
  Asmau opened the door and welcomed me with a bone crushing hug.

" Amaryan mu " (our bride) she screamed..

She ushered me in" How are you? " she asked." our bride to be" she teased.

"am fine, AlhamduLillah " I replied.

" hmmmmm" she hummed. "you are so fucking lucky Maryam." she said excitedly.

"language Asmau language. " I said in a mother like tone.

" astagfurillah " she hurriedly said." but am serious wallahi" she added.

I sighed and said " if you knew."

She stood up and snapped " if I knew what? You got that guy that us every girls dream day, his pointed nose, hazel brown eyes, melodic voice........... Damn! He feels me" she paused. "I repeat, you are so lucky." she said once again and hugged me.

"I don't know what am going through " I Said to her.

" then tell me mana, what are friends for?" she asked.

" he doesn't even love me fah" I bluttered. " he doesn't?" she asked surprised.

"yeah " I replied. " when he came that day, he just insulted me and asked me why I agreed to the Alliance.......... " I narrated the whole story to her.

She hugged me and said" I feel so sorry for you maryam"

" you don't need to worry about me, besides am used to it. " I replied.

" what about your education? " she asked." you already spent two years doing nothing fah" she added.

" Asmau yana Iya (what choice do I have?) that is what Allah destined for me. I have no other choice" I replied.

She got up and said "what would you like to take then?"

I sat upright and replied "I don't feel like eating anything now."

"Why mana? " she made a puppy face" please even if it's small. "

" okay fyn, you won. " I said

" yay! " she squealed and ran to the kitchen. 'crazy girl' I murmured. She got every thing she wanted, loving parents, luxuries, education and so on.
    She brought the food and kept it on the table" oya eat" she ordered.

Ibrahim's POV

I couldn't stop myself from thinking about my conversation with Anisa. She was hurt, really hurt. But what can I do? It's not my fault, it's totally not my fault. I wish their would be a way to mend this things, but am afraid there is not. When Abba asked me to bring a wife, I couldn't, I couldn't because I can't stop myself for once from thinking of her. And now this stupid girl shattered every thing by agreeing to this stupid marriage. But I will make sure her life turns out to be a living hell. I promise I will make sure she regret ever getting married to someone like me.

I tried Anisa 's number countless time but she is not answering. I messaged her on watsapp but still no response. Why is my life messed up? Why can't I have a life like a normal person?

"hey man!" Farhan said as he entered my office. This dude right here is the most annoying and the guy that makes me laugh even when am not in the mood. And that's why I call him my best friend, and the brother I never had and wish to have.
I stood up and hugged him "how far"
"fyn, u? "he asked.

" you are looking lost, what's wrong? " he looked concerned.

" is it about the marriage? " he asked again, this time making me irritated.

" one question at a time mana" I said.

"whatever, just answer my question. "

" actually, it's about the marriage stuff. " I confessed.

He sighed and sat down." I have no idea why you hate this girl soo much, besides she is not that bad. " he stated.

" How could you say such? I love Anisa and I will love her all my life. " I told him.

" oh, now I understand why you hate that girl so much. " he said. " because of that good for nothing girlfriend of yours? Did you ever think for once before accepting her back in your life? She left you, and popped up later on and you being the stupid guy in love accepted her without any further information. I never knew my best friend would be that stupid " he spat.

" the that has no ma....... "
" enough " I roared " how dare you say such things about Anisa? " I asked.

" How dare me huh! " he shouted.

" Ibrahim it's the truth, weather you like it or not and it's my duty to tell you. " he said.  " it's up to you to choose. " he spat and left the room angrily.

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 Hey people,
How is it? U guys have to manage this chapter because I wrote it half sleeping.

This chapter is dedicated to Fatridaib for her love and support.
And also to my one and only choco pie AishaMuhh_.

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