Jahdiel

Chapter 3

My heart kept beating erratically as I walked to the small room where I and Dara sleep.. What is this mama is saying? I'm getting engaged? I'm too young for that, aren't I? This cannot be happening. The thoughts kept flooding my brain.

"Dara wake up" I continuously tapped her nervously..

"Yes Jahdie. What's up? I'm still tired from all the work.. Let me sleep just a little more" she said rubbing her eyes with the back of her palm.

"Dara I'm getting engaged"

"Holy potatoes! What are you saying ?"

"Get up. We are going for dinner at the house of my lovely fiancee." I said sarcasm very evident in my voice

"But jahdie.. I need an explanation or I'm going no where" she pouted folding her arms over her chest

"I'm not supposed to be the one telling you this Dara but I promise I'll explain everything when we get back, it's for papa's sake. Please be calm and go along with the flow"

"Dara, Jahdie.. Ziba is sending a jeep in 10minutes" mama shouted from her room

"OMG what am I going to wear?" I said almost in a whisper asking no one in particular . "Dara quit acting childish and help me get something to wear.. It's for papa's sake" I added

"You promised to explain right?"

"yeah, I did and you know I'm not one to Break promises"

She placed her index fingers below her chin and looked up at the ceiling as if she was thinking of something"Okay, okay fine. Aggy, Clotheeess....let's wear the ones mama bought for us for the harvest festival last year" she finally said

"Well that's an idea Dara"i said as I opened our box in search of the outfits

"Here is it" I handed Dara hers and immediately started putting mine on.. We have no time to waste.

5minutes later and the jeep hadn't arrived. I was feeling so uncomfortable with the dress I was wearing. The design seemed so last year and it's a bit tight and short now.. I've really added weight and height compared to last year.

"Mama, excuse me for a bit, i want to take something from inside" I said as I stood up from the mat we sat on in our tiny parlor and went into the room.

"Okay, I'm definitely not wearing this. It's ziba I'm going to meet. He might think I'm some cheap girl and I don't have clothes to wear" I said to myself as I pulled open the box and started another search.

"Aha!" I exclaimed "You are the one" I said bringing out the outfit mama bought for me few weeks back. I was supposed to wear it for next harvest festival but turns out there would have to be a change of plans.

"No way!" Dara shouted when she entered the room and saw me struggling trying to put on the dress

"Yeah way Dara" I chuckled

"Why are you putting up so much effort to look good. You don't like this guy do you? You don't even know him, you all are just leaving me in the dark. He might be some pervert or womanizer."

"He's father is very rich and he's one of the richest young men in this town. What do you want him to think of us? I mean at least we have to look presentable"

"If you are wearing that, I'm definitely not wearing this." she said as she brought out the clothes mama bought for her too.

"Dara! The jeep is here. I asked you to call your sister and now both of you have refused to come out" mama said very calmly as she entered our room.