Chapter 6

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This is chapter dedicated to phreedaws and suwayybarh

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Nana

Today was Ya Munaya's second wedding event, Kamu (traditional wedding sitting in Hausa), and the groom and his family will be here,

The house is still full and still getting full, after my morning prayers, i noticed Aleesa and Laila were absent from the room, and both left their phones, no wait one of Aleesa's phone was missing, her Samsung edge 9,

I woke the rest to pray and put on a long hijab to cover my skimpy night wears and set to find out where they are,

The house was already bustling with activities, the decorators are here to decorate the huge hall we have,

As i walk i offered greetings with other elders, some answered normally, some making some jokes, and some teasing and co,

And then i saw Ya Naseem and Yusrah his wife, the two seem to be arguing,

"I told you she meant it as a joke" he stressed

"Auntyn ka ta ce min mace mai zaman gida, (your Aunt called me a house wife) and you tell its a joke, ba zama ka kare ni ba ka mata magana (you won't even defend me and talk to her) Yusrah said,

"Talk to her, My Aunt, My Dad's immediate junior sister, old enough to be my mum and your mum" he asked

"Don't compare that lousy Woman to my mother " she snapped, and that is when i spoke up without the intention to because the Aunt they are referring to is Aunt Munirah, mother of three and best friend to Jabir's Mum, Aunt Munirah is my topmost favorite paternal Aunt and its was in her house i get to meet Jabir,

"Sorry to interrupt, but you can't come in here and speak about our Aunt like that, am warning you, don't get into her black books not that you are in her good ones" i then turned to Ya Naseem,

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