My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter two

I relaxed my head on the car window as I winced in pain. The cramps racked my belly as if someone was biting it deep. I sighed in frustration as I watched my elder and younger sister argue endlessly on Kylie Jenner.

"The girl is just too good". Habibah kept on saying.

"No body ever said she wasn't". Mufeedah said without looking back.

"Well it seems like some people don't just appreciate other people". Habiba said while shrugging. They kept on arguing.

I needed something to take away the pain of my cramps but there was nothing. So I searched through my purse, took a mint chewing gum which me and my best friend Fariyah bought while shopping at the mall few weeks ago and stuffed two strips into my mouth and I found my earpiece which I plugged into my phone. I went through my music list and picked an Ed sheeran song "photograph". I closed my eyes to let the music take over me when my phone vibrated as a text came in. I picked it up and found out it was from my best friend Fariyah

"Hey bae, guess what"??

"Is that the new way of saying good morning". I replied

"Whatever...just guess stupid".

"You know I'm not good at guessing....just spill it out"

"Dumbo...anyways remember Ridwan our classmate back in junior secondary school??"

"Not really" I said

"Ohhhhhhh cooommmeeee onnnnnnnnn bitch!!!. You don't have a memory to??.

"I do and you know that better than anyone else". I said.

"Fine I agree on that. Ridwan was that handsome guy who never talked to anyone that Aisha Mubarak crushed on so badddddd". She said

"Oooooohhh  now I remember that I broke his pencil for him to talk to me". Okay don't quote me wrong. I was dared by the girls in the class cause I never really had an obsessed and stupid crush on him to talk to him and I didn't know what to say so I stole his pencil and broke it as to start a conversation and it was just brief and I kept on saying "I am sorry" to him while he kept on saying "its no big deal".

"Yeah !! So it happened that yesterday I took a walk with Aiman and then I bumped into him and he was in a hurry but we only exchanged numbers". Aiman was Fariyahs boyfriend. They started dating when we were in 300 level.

"Wow,Aisha Mubarak will kill you if she gets to know".

"Lol....that girl is a case I heard she is working with a TV station in Lagos presently"

"Wow that's good I thought with all the connections her dad has she probably will be in another country".
I said while taking my eyes off  my phone and noticed we just turned into the street that led into my Mia's house.

"Don't mind her jareee.... She was working part time with a library but I don't know is she still does it"

"Owkay,I got to go...today is Mia's child's naming...remember I told you she gave birth few days ago".

"Yeah!!!😱 I forgot don't worry I'll come for his one year birthday".

"Its a she BTW"

"Oh yeah pardon me"

So who has a brain now???...hahaha"

"Fuck u zoeya I hate you🤧🤧"

"Yeah yeah I love you too😄😘❤"

I locked the screen of my phone as the car drove in Mia's compound.  The press flashed cameras and asked various questions at once. I guess they were not allowed in. The security man closed the door immediately we drove in restricting the press from coming in. I took out the chewing gum from my mouth and stuck it back to the wrapper while I removed my earpiece. Mia's house was beautiful. It was a gift from dad. The house was a mansion which was cream in colour. It had a large space and was located in wuse in Abuja. Mia worked as a nurse while her husband Abdulkareem worked as an aeronautic engineer. He was married to Mia to help foster the business between dad and Ridwans father who owned a Beverage company.
Canopies were everywhere. Dad and mom found a parking space and we parked next to them.
We walked into the house and found Kareem's family in the sitting room.
"Salamu alaykum".
We said as we entered the house.
"Wa Alaykumul  Salam".
Kareem's parents answered.
"I thought you were not coming".