Chronicles Of Jamimah

The promise

Recap:
Jamimah was just rounding up her isha prayer when her dad called her. She went to his living room where she knew she will definitely find him. He told her to sit down. She tried to ask her mom what was wrong but she was trying not to make eye contact with Jamimah. "Jamimah....." her father began. What he told her next shattered her heart to smithereens.

Salman's POV
I entered the car the driver came to pick me with from school with a smile on my face. I was happy because since we moved back to Nigeria from England and I joined this new school, all the girls have been crushing on me. Everyday, they bring me gifts just so I could date them.
As I was getting down from the car when we arrived home, my younger sister Nadra came out of nowhere and hugged me. She is the last born if our family. I have six siblings, Yaya Khadija is 30 and has three kids, Shakira, Shuraim and Baby Maryam.

Yaya Zainab is 27 and has one child, Jabir.

Yaya Muhammad is 24 and is a pilot.

Yaya Rabiat is 22 and is a fashion designer.

I am 17 and I'm in my final year in secondary school.

My younger brother Suleiman is 14.

And finally the last born Nadra who is ten.

Our family is a very cheerful one. I don't know much about our relatives because we grew up in England. I picked up Nadra, " You are heavy" I said. "What do you expect, I'm ten" she scoffed. Typical Nadra, never accepting criticism. We went inside the house and a delicious aroma hit my nose. I immediately knew my mom was cooking her famous and delicious jollof rice and beans. I grabbed a spoon and was about to scoop some from the pot when my mom, Hajia Bilki, smacked me on the head. "Ouch" I yelled. "How many times have I told you to stop this habit" my mom scolded. "But I'm hungry" I purred. "Go up to your room, have your bath, then come and eat"." Yes ma" I fake saluted. When I finished eating, I sat down in the parlour watching tv. Yaya Rabiat came in and said" hey lil bro". "Hi big sis" I replied sarcastically. She knew I hated the fact that she was older than me, which I always claim was a mistake. She was about to go upstairs when she slipped and fell. I immediately brought out my phone and took a picture of her. " I'm soo posting this" I said. "You wouldn't dare" she seethed. She started chasing me. We both collapsed on the cough giggling.

I was in my room when Suleiman barged in and said" Dad is calling you". I glared at him and said "how many times will I tell you to knock before entering my room". "Whateves"he said and rolled his eyes. "Get out" I yelled at him. "Proudly"he said smugly. I stood up and threw my jallabiyah(robe) over my shirt and trouser. I found my dad sitting at the dinning table. I sat down on the chair close to him. "Salmanu" he started. " when you were a baby, your late grandma made me and your uncle Kabir promise to get you and your cousin Jamimah married. And we think you both have come of age." He finished. "Marriage, Baba, am I not too young?" I reasoned. "Don't even try to argue, the date has been set, one month from now" dad said. "And I also learnt she is in your school, so get to know each other better" he continued. "Okay" I said. I left the dinning table with a confused heart. "Married at 17" I thought.

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