6|good people

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"Thank you yusra." I whispered gratefully as she covered me with a blanket . I am happy to have some people in my life to make things work out no matter how things come to be.

But first I need some time alone with yusra, she still doesn't know and I don't want to tell her until I get discharged.

Which got me thinking is Adnan aware of Ismail's intentions?

They planned on asking us out together which worked out for them. I have to talk to him too nonetheless.

" Ammah are you alright to be discharged today? You don't feel any pain? If you do please tell me ." Mama asked me they arrived earlier.

I nodded I wasn't Very fond of hospitals. "No mama I'm fine, I want to go home."

"Okay let me talk to the doctor, mummy I will be right back."

With that mama left. Mummy was beside me so I leaned against her hoping I will be discharged today.

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ABUJA, Nigeria

"Okay so I need to tell you something Do. Not. Freak. Out "
I emphasized I know how yusrah can be also I don't want to hear the "I told you So "

"And no I told you so okay?" I warned she just rolled her eyes but nodded afterwards clearly eager to hear what it was.

So I told her every thing, the phone call, the pretence. She just sat there thinking. She didn't even interrupt me just listening and I was getting worried that's definitely not the reaction I was expecting I thought she wo.....

"Dan burauba!!! How dare he? And you're just telling me now Ammah Now!!!!! You poor thing!"

She then hugged me. Okay i take back all I said definetly the reaction I was expecting. I hugged her back feeling emotional once again tears filled my eyes and this time around I let them free.

"Things will work out, I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn how to let go. Things go wrong, so you can appreciate then when they're right. You believe in lies so you eventually learn to believe no one, sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. Ammah good things will work out right believe me" she said. I nodded absorbing what she said. She was right I guess I have to let the past go, let Ismail go.

How would I do that? I have no idea. Thankfully I have yusrah for support. I leaned in to give her another hug.

*****
My test results are out and I'm more than eager to see it like what caused me to faint and the intense headache. It's the first time I experienced something like that besides it hot Atata worried thinking it's the waina flour we ate lol! Atata and her thoughts oh well.

I rushed to daddy's parlour coming to a halt seeing the people inside most of his brothers are in there alongside Asiya and Amira. I immediately turned around and headed to the kitchen bumping into someone, I looked up recognising that someone to be Adnan. What the hell are they all doing here? I asked myself.

"What are you doing here?" I asked feeling angry.

"Woah hold it kubra are you not happy to see me?" He raised his hands. I don't know why I'm feeling this anger towards him, maybe because he's Ismail's brother and I trusted him too I don't know my feelings and emotions are just all around.

"Did you know?" I asked him getting straight to the point I need answers and I can't torture myself any longer.

"Know What?" Adnan. Asiya and yusrah asked at the same time. Yusrah and Asiya coming inside the kitchen.

"You know what I'm talking about adnan"

The look on his face gave it away already. He opened his mouth to answer but the queen b had to open her big mouth.

"We all do, I mean Adnan, Asiya and I." She finished with a smug look I wanted to wipe but i just couldn't take it so I left the kitchen. I headed to the only place I will find peace daddy's balcony.

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Third person P.O.V

Adnan opened the door to the balcony. There he saw Ammah sitting on the chair with her knees under her chin as she hugged them.

Her eyes holding no more tears and she felt as though she cried them all out. He walked over to her slowly and she spoke not even turning her head.

"I don't want to talk to you right now Adnan...." standing in front of her he crossed his arms.

"That's fine. Just understand that I will be standing right here until you decide to talk to me."

"Why didn't you tell me? Hmm? You all knew....." her anger coming back with full force.

" Ammah....." Adnan tried speaking and she cut him off

"Bana so naji ma. I don't want to hear your excuses or reasons anymore. All the three of you didn't say anything to me and you expect me to what run into your arms and let you explain things Adnan haba! I trusted you!" She stood up circling him. The tears wear coming back and she finally looked up at him.

"Why didn't you tell me? And don't dare say it was for my protection because I can tell you right now that excuse is meaningless at this point. Su Asiya fa they all knew it was just me and yusrah why......" her voice breaking at the last part tears were streaming down her face.

Adnan felt his heart break at the sight of her tear filled eyes. She wrapped her arms around herself and tried to stop herself from crying.

" Ammah I just found out earlier from Amira she told me and Asiya apparently he told her and wanted her to help him so she told us because she doesn't want to be involved...yo....you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you purposely."

"I know I just wish you weren't so stupid" Adnan smirked patting her back in attempt to ease her tension.

"What do you think I should do?" She asked him and he sighed

"Talk to him"

"But I can't even look at him without wanting to beat him up" she smiled sadly.

"Talk to him tomorrow and be done with if not I will beat him up" she laughed sadly and he hugged her.

"Are we interrupting something?" Yusrah, Asiya and Amira stood by the door. Yusrah just smiled at the sight knowing her Nanu was innocent.

"Nope" Adnan said.

"Well how about a group hug?" Asiya suggested.

Ammah groaned remembering the last time she had one was with Ismail.

They we were about to join heads when yaya entered his face showing sadness and distress

"Ammah you have Sturge Weber Syndrome so you better come downstairs." Yaya said sternly.

"Innalilahi what is sturge weber" she asked looking around.

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