His Angel

Chapter 4

PRESENTLY ....
    
   
     It was a day  to Tianshi Fashioner's annual party and a week to her sister's wedding. Everyone kept on talking about who they were coming with and the latest design of outfit they got from famous designers.

  "Foolish women" she thought, she was certain most of them gone after the price and names of the designer instead of the beauty of outfit and how it would suit the occasion. She hadn't even gotten the dress for the party so she decided to get them after the day's work. After working tirelessly for hours, she stood up headed to her friend's office.
      She met her cutting a fabric. Suhaima raised her head to check who it was before greeting her.
     "Mutumiya's is this you,  what's wrong "? Suhaima asked.
    "Really...  Do I have to wait until something goes wrong before I see a friend?

    She laughed and took a chalk to correct a mistake in the pattern she was cutting out before she continued, "Hadiza kenan,  I'm just surprised to see you here before time for lunch and Solat, It's so unlike you to be here this early".

     "Okay, I'm done with the design I was working on"

    "And?"
Wow, she should have known Suhai knew her more than any of her friends.
    "Fine, I need you to come help me pick a dress out for tomorrow please...."she made her best puppy face that even Suhaima couldn't resist.
  

"Only until you tell me who your date for tomorrow is"

She frowned a bit then started laughing making Suhaima confused.
    "Did I say anything wrong? " she asked looking confused.
   "Nope". She said in between her laughter. "I haven't thought of that, I was busy thinking of what to wear, I totally forgot about a date, who are you coming with? "
   "You know already, Salman" Suhaima replied.
  
    "You know, you guys are perfect for each other, I see no reason why you haven't said yes yet, we aren't getting any younger".
   
     "I know, where are we getting the dress?" She asked Hadiza slightly avoiding the marriage topic.

     "Bumble bee stores" Hadiza replied.
      "Bumble bee it is, bumble bee here we come" she sang, dragging her friend in a childish manner.

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  After searching for the perfect dress two hours monotonously, the duo decided to end the search, they couldn't choose from all the designers available in the store thanks to the overpriced ugly dresses the store has to offer.

   "I could borrow you a dress if you want".
     "Never mind babe, I have tons of dresses I designed and sew at home but haven't tried on yet, I could wear one of them for tomorrow"
   They both agreed and left the store for their cars, raced home like they usually did when they were younger.

  The next morning, After she observed her dawn prayer and said her askar, she went to her sister's room to check on them like she always does every weekends and the days she was free. She started from Muizza's room, like every 12 year old girl, too pink, posters of Nicklodeon's every witch way characters, Barbie, and a Korean movie star whose name she doesn't remember, Lil Dicky ft Chris Brown's freaking Friday blaring from her laptop system, the TV was on too and it was quite loud, on her unlaid bed was her phone beeping, an opened novel which almost every page was dog-eared due constant reading, clothes and empty juice cartoon were littered on the floor but adolescent was nowhere in the room, she shut the door then headed to Firdaus's room, all the girls were  there.
    ''Yaya Fiddy, I want that Abaya that looks like a Kimono, your red beaded gown and that jewelry Yaya Dijé got you for your twentieth birthday" Muizzah was listing what she wanted out of Firdaus belongings. According to the Hausa culture, a girl isn't supposed to use the same stuff(clothes, sheos,bags,jewelries) she used during her spinsterhood for her marriage as it is believed that she's starting a totally different life and had become a different person entirely.

     Khayrah was the most matured one amongst them, the deep thinker and most intelligent whilst Muizzah was busy selecting Firdaus nicest collection, Khayrah was as usual advising her big sister about marriage like she was already married.
     Hadiza was still standing by the door, watching the whole scene without being noticed.
    

     "Ya Fiddy, I want this wri...
"Nope, its past your age" Hadiza decide to interrupt before the little brat claims all the nicest stuff.
   "Ao, Yaya Dije, kin tashi?
Firdaus and Khayrah greeted.
   "Yap" she replied popping the 'p'. Then she sat on the bed and started giving her younger sister nasiha(preaching and encouragement) she knows her sister still felt bad for her, she feels bad for herself too, She was twenty four and has never had a boyfriend and had never been approached by a guy. But she couldn't let that affect her sister because life is by turn, since it wasn't yet her turn to be married then she wouldn't stop Firdaus or any of her sisters.
  
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    Assalamu Alaykum,

This isn't one of my favourite chapter but I hope you like it and also hope it isn't that bad, I think my sour mood today some how affected this chapter. Thank y'all for reading.

Salma Hussein.