Nurul Qalbi

chapter five

It has been two weeks and zahradeen has not called...not that i care but why on earth did he then ask for my number if he was not going to call...

Call me cuckoo crazy but i wrote a 500 strong word essay to dictate to him and i already memorized it...such a waste of my writing skills...

I entered into the bathroom to take a quick shower then i threw on my pink boubou and took a black veil to wrap on my head...

I headed towards walidas room...i needed a sibling bonding time..we don't talk too much thanks to my troublesome friend...

My birthday was a day after tomorrow i was turning 21 and was freaking out already... I needed to ask her for possible preparations...

I entered her room...she was sprawled on her rug and was on Skype...i couldn't see the face of the person..but the voice sounded somewhat familiar...

Immediately she noticed me she shut the system and started stammering..

Errr anty hanan..i did not see you come in..what do you need?...

What were u doing on your notebook i asked...

I was just on a video call with one of my friends from school..we were talking about my admission...she replied

Yea about that.. Lets go to the garden and talk..also call that big headed brother of yours.. We need to make arrangements..and ohh yea we are baking...

Walida squealed with delight..

I miss her...she picked up her veil and dash outside... Yaaaa jammmiiilluuu....she screamed...

Ahhh...i wonder were she got this craziness from..

We had so much fun...surfing the internet looking for recipes...jamilu was the critic and ohh boy...the guy has a very high taste..

This one is too small....this one is too brown...this one is too big...this one is just ugly...this one looks like it was picked from the gutter...this one is just ewwww...jamil was already annoying me..

But i got to say he was right...i wonder how someone will go to catering school and decide to bake something that even a preschooler would hate...

We finally decided on one and then we moved to the kitchen bake.....

Dashing towards the kitchen we met mama and her pet hanif watching "sophia the first" on Disney junior ...yea we still do watch cartoon in our house..

"Hanif which episode is that"?..i asked..
Its the sophia met princess jasmine of Aladdin..he replied..

I have not watched it..but you will tell me about it..

Mama we re going to bake..tell us where you keep your items..i asked

Kar dai ku kona min kitchen...ke hanan ki bari idan kin je gidan miji sai kiyi..ke kuma walida a kayan auren ki zan cire idan kin kona min kitchen...jamilu kai kuma a gidan ka zan tare in hana ka Sakewa dakai da matar ka... (You people should not burn my kitchen..you hanan wait till you get to you husbands house then you can do whatever you like...walida you i will remove anything damaged from your marriage properties...jamilu on the other hand i will just pack to your house and prevent you and your wife from having fun)... Mummy screamed from the parlor..

We burst into a fits of laughter...don't worry mummy.. Daddy will get you new ones..

So you guys even have the intent of burning down the kitchen ...you are already speaking of new ones abi?? Toh for your information am not ready to buy new ones...mummy said..

We ran into the kitchen and started bringing out the necessary ingredients and tools...

"Hello...yes am at home...ok...let me come to the gate"...walida was on her phone..

Who was on the phone walida? I asked...i know this girl has basically no friends..that was why i was surprised at her actions..

Uhmmm she is my friend...she came for a visit  she said and dashed to the door..

She came back with a very pretty girl around her age...if i was not older..this girl would have made me felt self conscious..

Uhmmm..hyyy..i said..who is your friend walida...

Anty hanan..This is fauziyya my friend she is also the same age as me and also lives in maitama here ..

Oww..nyc meeting you..the girl was very nice and just like me we got chatting pretty well..she was also funny..i knew jamilu liked her also because he was always stealing glances at her...

We invited hanif to be our taster..after so many disaster in the kitchen...Anty dije will really be pissed off today..

We made biscuits also and moved to the garden for some gulma time...fauziyya was really a chatter box like myself..that was why we got along...

Fauziyya will you please come to my little party tomorrow?..i asked..

She immediately squealed.. Yes..yes..yes..i would definitely..

Oook..i was surrounded with crazy people..but what gives..i am crazy myself..i sighed and dashed to my room..to morrow will be fun i thought..

So who is ready for our princess birthday..
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