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3 months later.....
I can't seem to believe this even though it looks real, this is one of the days I've always been dreaming of ever since I understood the word "love". I'm finally getting married to my long time crush, but the only things is if he feels the same way about me.
Ever since we got engaged the only time we meet as an engaged couple was when he was leaving for his trip and Mamii asked me to dress up and meet him in the living room, I did not want to embarrass myself so I wore my hijab on my regular clothes and applied powder and lined my eyes. It was rather awkward for me meeting with him alone but I guess I have to get used to it.
I entered the room with salaam and sat down on the floor a bit far from the sofa he was sitting, I know he feels the same way I do'awkward' but he's only obeying Mamii.
I greeted him and it took a while before he replied and the same akwardness dwelled again, I kept fiddling with my fingers even though the air conditioner was working I still feel hot. I tried to steal a glance at him but it ended up embarrassing me because he was staring at me also, I quickly pulled my eyes away.
It took awhile before I heard him speak,"As you know I'm leaving for my trip tomorrow and I won't be back until during the wedding, if you need anything let me know" he finished while pressing his phone.
"OK" I said,the convo wasn't really how I wanted it but I'm happy he at least cares, I mean for him to have told me when he'll be coming back my spirit lightened up,I felt a new gush of hope radiating through me, ideas of how to make our marriage work started coming through my mind.
"That will be all, Good night" he said standing up to leaving but before he got to the door, I quickly got up from where I was sitting and sprinted to my room leaving him there.
Today is happens be the D-day whereby i'm gonna be a Mrs, everyone has fussing about me since the wedding started Anty maimu and Hajiya yaya my mum siblings arrived the week before,we actually came together because I went to visit my mum's side two months before the wedding. They are the only siblings my mum has so they have to be there too.
I haven't eaten since yesterday and I am really weak,I was about to ring for a maid when Anty maimu walked in holding a tray.
"Haseenah tashi kici abinci before the make up artiste arrives" pushing the tray at me.
" Thanks aunt you're the best i was really famished" I said winking at her but being Anty maimu she rolled her eyes at me and left the room.
I turned to see Lee, Ameerah and Zahra already eating the food .....Arrrgh
" You girls are annoying you know that right" I said feigning anger.
"We love you too" Zaynab Hajiya yaya's daughter and my cousin said putting a piece of sausage in her mouth and smiling evilly. She's a year younger than even though we only chat before, we've become close since I visited them in katsina.
" Whatever" I said as we continued eating and chatting.
The make up artiste arrived in time and started her work and she did an amazing job, I wore my clothes which was a silver flowery gown with some gold colour .
After wearing it she tied my headgear for me. My friends were busy awwning and ooohing some were snapping and posting on media when my teenage cousin Safiyah barged in shouting " An daura, an daura, an daura auren Ya seenah da Uncle Aslam".
My friends started teasing me about Aslam I had to pretend I wasn't listening to them. Hajiya yaya walked in to tell me that the groom and his friends are downstairs, she told me I looked beautiful and I remind her of mum on her wedding day to which i smiled.
My friends escorted me downstairs where we met the groom and he's friends. We were really cool with each other but our friends thought it was romantic, we snapped pictures before they left and we went back upstairs.
In the evening I changed into a native wear 'laffaya' and I was escorted to Abba's living room, we were left alone but Abba couldn't say anything, he was really emotional he's eyes were misty, I hugged him and cried.
It was while I was crying he found his voice and comforted me, he told me to always obey my husband and be patient, he recited some hadith to me and kept blessing me.
I continued crying with Abba comforting before he said it was time to go he walked me out where I met my friends waiting for me. Next, I was taken to the mini parlour where Mamii, mama and my aunts were seated. They did their own 'nasiha' for me, I hugged Mamii tightly not wanting to leave but she told my aunts to take me I could see she was also trying not to breakdown.
I was taken to the car and along with my family,friends and well wishers conveyed to ya Aslam's. It's not the same house he lived with Anty Dee,this one is bigger and more beautiful. My friends were busy teasing me but my mind is elsewhere, I was thinking for how our marriage is going to be, I know he'll be civil to me but the love aspect is what I'm worried about.
The groom arrived with his friends and my friends went to negotiate with them before they can see the bride.
"Ladies how much do you want?" Muktar a friend of ya Aslam who seems really arrogant says.
"Five million naira" Lee replied haughtily.
"Why five million that's too much mana" Habib stated.
"Nothing less than that" Ameerah replied.
"Whatever, give me your account number I'll transfer you the money" Muktar says again.
Zahra gave him the number and he transferred immediately, they finished their businesses and along with my "traitorous" friends left.
Ya Aslam walked into the room with salaam and sat down at the edge of the bed. He cleared his throat before speaking "Go and perform ablution so we can pray"
"Toh", I stood up and walked to the bathroom, I decided to take my bath before performing the ablution. I came out and thankfully he wasn't in the room. I ran to my closet and hurriedly picked a tee and a legging and pick up my hijab.
I came back to the room to check if he's back but seeing he was not I sat on the bed to wait for him, i was checking my notifications when he came in with prayer mat and turned to me "Come let's pray".
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