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I just don't know why Na'im is so in rush with dis relationship, he have been talking about meeting my parents d week he land back to Nigeria. And yaya nihal 🤦🏻‍♀she's giving him every support on dis issue i have no say about it. All i was worried about is jafar's feelings,
i don't really love jafar but i respect him, so d fact dat no one knows our relationship status doesn't matter, i just have to do something about it.
At dat evening after sending Na'im off i went and met yaya nihal at her bedroom
"Assallamu Alaikum, yaya nihal" i called out immediately i step in her wild bedroom
"zuby har bakon ya tafi" she said hanging her ironed clothes in d wardrobe
"ehh" dat was all i could say thinking of how to start talking about jafar's case
"yaya nihal i want to tell uh something"  i said playing with my ring 💍
"wat is it Zubaina? Uh look so serious, hope all is well between uh and Na'im"
"yaya nihal is not about Na'im" i said trying to open up with her
"so wats wrong?"
"jafar and i" i stopped thinking it wasn't d best way to start telling her
"jafar had propsed on marrying me since, i think 2 months ago, but i couldn't help but to reject him, kinsan i don't like dis auren zumunci stuffs. It brings on scandals and so many crisis, so i told him i wasn't ready but if he could wait for me, i never thought he'd say yes about it.

i have been selfish dat time and actually i never felt for him, but just made up my mind on learning how to love him because i don't wanna hurt his feelings"  i stopped to take some break and listen to her feedback
"why didn't uh tell me about it? Zubaina are uh a kid? This is not a joke, it means ur life, the moment uh missed dis step uh will never climb it back" she said laying her hands on my shoulder
"i know i was wrong, but i had no idea of wat it will turn to be"
"stop feeling guilty about it, uh can make it up by choosing ur spouse by ur self, we can't force uh on marrying someone uh don't like because we won't be there with uh all d time. All i would tell uh is choose wisely Zubaina, remember how Anty Naja(jafar's momma)hates us, not just her but d whole baba's family hates us. So think about it girl" she said while wiping d tears dat fall on my cheeks unknowingly
I sat there alone as she descended from d room.

The time i spent with Na'im were perfect and affectionate, he's kind, honest, patient and Jovial and loves me Soulfully. I don't even know how to start telling him about Jafar Musbah. I think Na'im is d one i thought deeply but the more i choose Na'im the harder i felt hurt about jafar's case,
i can't choose alone i said narrowing d toilet, prayer is d only solution to my problems. I performed my wudu and bow to Allah for a righteous husband, i cried my hearts out to Allah to choose d best for me in my life and hereafter. After d nawafil i was feeling dizzy and worried i guess only d Qur'an recitation would help my mood, i recited suratul Rahman with my best Qira'ah. I don't know why but i felt like i can't marry both of them. My heart is still not comfortable with them.
I slept in yaya nihal's room on d praying mat after a long recitation of d holy book.
My ringed tune woke me up around 10pm i looked at the screen carelessly.  Z na🖤 was fixed on d phone's screen, ohhh i sighed feeling relieved
"zainabu" i said placing the phone on my ears
"zuby na"  the moment she said dat i felt something in my throat coming out, i kept silent for a while thinking of where i saw dis name written
"hello are uh there" she said bringing me bak to my senses
"yeah, y kk" i said pretending to be okay
"oyyya just tell me bama sai na tmby ba"
"Tell uh wat" i protested
"wat's wrong with uh?uh sound different"
"mtsww bari kawa, am in tension ne wallah, though it would be figured out soon but am still worried" my voice started shaking
"wats disturbing my kawa" zainab Mj asked her voice cracking too
"kee uwar kuka nothing much, kar ki fara mni kuka, i knw ur you dats why i didn't called uh earlier ma" now zainab is crying sobbing on d phone, i can't help but to join her.

[please readers join us too this soyayya ta kawaye is so artificial ]
"stop crying please zee na" i tried saying whlie still sobbing
"zuby i don't want to see uh in dis kind of mood"
"i said i was fine by hearing ur voice fah haba zainabu Abu ta" i joked tears following d brim of my eyes
"give me d phone" yaya nihal said seizing d phne from my hands. Wen did she came in ma
"hello zeezub(zee dats zainab and zub is Zubaina. dat's how our family used to address us since our childhood)
"yaya nihal ina wuni" she managed saying
"lfy lau can uh postponed dis ur crying i want to talk to uh" yaya nihal answered setting d phne on speaker.
"your friend is okay she's just having a hard time in relationships but i believe uh 2 can sort things out , but uh crying continuously doesn't make sense at all, miye na kuka ma mtswwww" she hissed
"am referring to both of uh" she ended her sentence
"insha Allah yaya nihal"  answered zee
"here" yaya nihal handed me d phne and there we started talking but still her voice was down so was mine and later on ended d call and head to Afra's room i went silently and whispered some sleeping dua's on her head, covered her tightly with the blankets and den back to my room where i lazily changed in my nighties and slept off.

*MUBARAK's POV*

I have been troubled by severe headache since last week and a little chest pain, i took all d required medicines but still didn't works out.
Whenever i sit alone the voice of dis girl will be ringing in my head. I decided to see a psychological doctor.
It's sunday so i called him and we made some appointments at his home in d evening.
I think it's d same problem but he gave me some pain relievers and dat's how i abide by taking d prescribed drugs. 
"when is she coming back 🤦🏻‍♂,zubaina come and help me out. I don't knw wat's wrong with me nowadays. Always looking at your pictures buying pancakes all d time, listening to d voice i recorded d last call we held, Ya Allah🙏🏻 i said tears threatening to fall from my eyes which i have never did my entire life. Dan Allah Zubaina ki fita daga rayuwana lemme have peace please am sick and tired of the new me. I want my old self bak
I overdosed some sleeping drugs to have a sleep because i had been having a hard time ever since she was gone.

*this charpiee is short sorry guyz*

🌹 *sholly Audi... ✍*

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