His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

CHAPTER NINE

MINAL'S POV.
      The sound of my alarm woke me up  making me groan.  I sat up on my comfy bed and no longer on the tiles in the kitchen  rubbing my eyes. "Alhamdulillahi alladhi ayana ba'da ma amatana wa ilayhi an nushr"[du'a to be recited when waking up from sleep ] I recited yawning. I set the alarm for 3:30 am so I would be able to observe some nafila and recite the Glorious Quran for at least an hour.
           I was still on the prayer mat till Subh and after praying,  I was about to go back to bed when I heard movements in the sitting room. Suddenly everywhere seemed quiet again and I was dusting my bed when I heard  some laughter outside.  I peeped and guess what I saw?  It was Umar, Ummi [the new housemaid ]and Amma. 
    What are they doing outside by this time.  They were all in their night wears excluding Faruk who was all dressed. Where is he going to by this time and why does he have escorts? It was then my eyes landed on the bag he was holding.
    I watched as he entered the car sitting on the passenger seat and the way Amma and ummi waved at him.  I watched till the place was empty and slowly I went back to my bed.
       Umar actually traveled and didn't bother to inform me. He would have at least informed me. Why do you care so much about him Jiddah? I asked myself.  Yes!  Why do I care.  I shouldn't care but I can't help it.  Why did he suddenly change.  We haven't spoken to each other since the day we went to the market together.
   I folded my blanket  then kept it aside to arrange the bed. I smiled at the  bed satisfied then swept the room. I took one more glance at the room and when I was satisfied with what I saw,  I grabbed my towel heading to the bathroom spending almost thirty minutes there.  I wanted to wash away everything concerning Umar from the whole me.  My memory,  my body.. My everything.  I thought that was the right way to do it but I was wrong.  I quickly got dressed ignoring my makeup kit which kept inviting me over.  I only used it once and from the way Umar stared at me,  I promised myself not to use it again.
  "Ina kwana mama". (Good morning mama)  I greeted Hajiya in hausa Language. "How are you Jiddah ?" she asked cheerfully.  I'm really happy at the way things turned out to be.  All thanks to Daddy.  "Alhmdllh" I replied.              
   "What should I make for breakfast? " I asked.  Hajiya has gotten a new house help but she pleaded with me to be cooking to which I gladly agreed to.  I can do anything for her as long as she shows me some care and love.  I guess that's what I'm lacking presently in my life.  "I think pancakes will do" she said after thinking for a while .
   I rushed to my room after making breakfast and sat on the floor.  How time flies I thought.  I thought of when I used to be treated like a slave, how Umar treated me and now,  how close I've become with everyone and how Umar who was my saviour then now dislikes me.  How this house is going to be dry?  I thought.  Amma would be going back to school in a week, Salim is already gone and Abba is already married.
    My phone started to ring and I was shocked .  Umar I repeated the name staring at the phone.  It stopped ringing for a while and then started again.  Should I pick?  I thought  biting my nails. No I won't.  Not after what he did to me.  I silenced the phone  and left for Amma's room.
   "Wow!  And I was just about to call you" she said the moment I entered showing the phone in her hand.
  "I had a feeling you needed me." I said jokingly and she eyed me playfully.  "We have a dinner to attend this night " she said shoving a spoonful of food in her mouth.  "And please don't ask questions.  Just go and get ready because we are leaving for Fati's house  now and that's where we would pass the night. I had so many questions in my head but remembering what she earlier said,  I swallowed them.
   We left home immediately after Dhuhur prayer and went to Fati's house.  There,  we really had some fun and as usual,  I wasn't left out.  Amma is always asking me questions which I later got tired of. "Should we also make our hair? Should I draw henna on my leg?. Jiddah! Should I go with the black heels or the wedge?. It's Fati's brother wedding dinner and I can see how crazy they are. "Do you think all these fine boys won't think I'm too tall for them when I wear this?  " she said pointing to the heels.  I should better be on flats right?"
  "Amma!  Just wear what you want to and also do what you want to.  There would surely be a guy out there who would like you the way you are.  Moreover, it would be so obvious you're on heels. " I replied rolling my eyes.  She thought for a while then smiled "You have a point Jiddah.  Thanks". Unlike the thousand girls in the house, I felt so unhappy and left out.  Although, Amma is trying hard to make me feel comfortable and happy but I can't just help it when I have many things going on in my mind.  I want to regain my memory . I want to know my family and know what it feels like to be someone's daughter.  I want to know if I'm really a bastard like Amma and Hajiya used to say.  And lastly Umar.  He has been calling and I haven't been picking.  Why should he call after all he has done to me?. I just want to forget his existence.
    My phone started to ring and thinking it was Umar,  I ignored it.  It started to ring again when I  looked to be sure he's the one.  "Amma" it read and I quickly picked it. "Come to Fati's room now Jiddah" she said ending the call.  I was with Fati's cousin  Nana and I must confess,  she's a really nice person.  Together with her,  we went to Fati's room and as expected,  they were all on makeup.  It's your turn Jiddah" Fati said admiring herself. 
  "How do I look Jiddah! " Amma yelled coming out of the bathroom.  I looked at her and smiled.  She smiled back muttering "Thank you ". "Why don't you do yours first while I observe maghrib.". "Thank you Jiddah. I was thinking of asking you to let me do mine first"
   I don't want any make up because I feel it makes me look weird and different.  I remembered the day I made up and how Umar kept staring at me.  It was as if he saw a Zombie.  After observing Salatul Maghrib,  I went out of the building and sat in the garden switching off my phone.  I would stay here until they are about to leave.  Why should I even attend ?  I don't want to look different because I don't have the anko so I better stay here till they are gone.
   "Your flashlight please" I said closing my eyes as I felt disgusted.  Can't I just go and smack whoever it is?. The person came closer and I hissed grabbing the phone from whoever it was. I Won't return the phone until he apologizes I said to my self. Oh yes it's some  guy whom I think I saw during the day.
       "Jiddah right? " he asked sitting beside me and I shifted.
   "Why would you want to blind me? " I asked. He laughed. "I had no intention of that,. You know it's dark and I heard some movements so I wanted to see who it was.  I'm sorry. " I simply nodded and gave him back his phone.
    "So what are you doing here alone in the dark while the rest are getting ready.  Aren't you attending the dinner party? "  he asked. He was chewing a gum which reminded me of Umar. 
   "I don't want to attend and please don't ask me why". I said making up my mind to leave there.  He would make my life miserable if I spend one more second here. I wouldn't want him interrogating me. Maybe I should pretend to be sick so I would be left behind. 
        "Wow! Are you already leaving?! " he asked. You see, another question.  It's so obvious I'm leaving for heaven's sake.
     "I guess it's obvious " I replied sharply.  When did you start to be rude Jiddah? I asked myself. "But why?" he asked grabbing my hand.  Subhana Allah!  He shouldn't do this.  I'm not his Muharram. His phone started ringing and thankfully,  he released my hand and I escaped.
   "And since when did we start to play hide and seek with you?! " Amma asked the moment she saw me  sorry Amma.  I wasn't feeling comfortable so I decided to go outside and receive some fresh air. I was in the garden."
       "But you shouldn't have switched off your phone  Jiddah.  "Do you know for how long the makeup artist has been waiting.  Now hurry please and don't forget to apologize to her. Look" she said pointing to her Face. "You made me ruin my makeup with sweats. " she said pouting. 
         "Your makeup isn't ruined Amma. It's as perfect as it was. But Amma I don't think I can attend the dinner? "
         "Jiddah please do not start. Why won't you attend?"  She asked placing her hands on her hips. "I'm having cramps " I lied.
           "The date is 24th and today is 8th. You need to attend lying classes.  Now hurry" she said and walked away. No Jiddah,  you would have said something else. Right now,  I feel like strangling that guy who ruined the moment I was having.
        "Pls I want a simple makeup. Just draw my brows, line my eyes, and  some  lipstick. That's all I want please. I want no foundation and the rest. " I told the makeup artist and she nodded with a smile.  "O My G! Don't yoh think smokey eyes will suit her perfectly.?" Amma asked the makeup artist. "Sure it would.  She has big lovely eyes but she said she wants her makeup to be simple." the lady replied. 
          "Are you minding her.  Please  give her a smokey look" Amma said and I was expecting her to leave so I can plead to the lady but she stayed till we were done. "You can thank me later " she said finally leaving.
         I continued to stare at myself in the mirror.  I look so...... 🤗 All credit goes to Amma.  "Here" she said giving me a nylon bag.  "Go in and change now.  We are almost running out of time." I smiled and muttered a "thank you".
       Ya Rabb! I don't think I can go out dressed like this.  The  dress is nice but it's tight.  Not really tight though but all my curves are....😢 😢.
It's just a simple mermaid gown made with a  lace material.  "Jiddah!!  How long will it take you just to wear a dress? " she asked.  I just realized I must have spent up to 10 minutes. "Wow!  You look breathtaking Jiddah" Fati commented on my looks and I smiled. "I wish I had your eyes.  I would have rocked it better" Amma added. "Someone is jealous " Nana said and that was when the pillow fight began.
           I took one more glance at the mirror and I love what I saw.  I used a Black Veil to cover myself since I was feeling so uncomfortable.  Did I mention the number of pictures I took?  Amma took like a hundred shots after the makeup, another hundred shots after I was dressed and    a million shot when I finally tied my head gear in the "ZAHRA BUHARI WAY".
          "You've spent almost an hour in front of the mirror Jiddah. Let's go!!" Amma yelled and I smiled spraying .

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