Diddi opened the door with a Bismillah and entered. Her head lowered, chest pounding. Whoever sees her that moment could see the fear in her.
"Goo....ggood morning ehm afternoon ssir" she stammered. "Yes, afternoon hajiya. How may I help you? did you carry over my course?" he was looking at her, face neutral. "No sir. I don't know sir ehmm I mean didn't see the result yet sir" "Good luck to you then. Some of your mates have started coming to disturb me about their carry over as if there's anything I can do". She was surprised by the way he is talking because he is a loud man and hardly smile at the ladies or talk to them gently. Students gossip about this behaviour of his because he's friendly with the male students.
"Now, what is the problem? be fast as you can see I have a visitor". It was then that she raised her head and true to his words she saw a man sitting at the extreme end of the office by the left looking at them. His face looks familiar she thought.
"Madam, if you don't have anything to say please excuse us we......". Diddi immediately opened her mouth and cut him before he could finish talking "sorry sir. Ehm sir its about your test sir". She looked at his face for the first time "I missed the test sir. I traveled to Yola to attend my sisters wedding sir. It was not intentional wallahi sir" the tears she had been holding started flowing.
Mr lecturer leaned on his chair frowning. Diddi started praying because he said it is the only test for the semester carrying 30 marks and either an assignment or attendance will complete the other 10. "Ya Salam" she said to herself.
Despite the situation she is in, she felt like choking her lecturers visitor. How dare he laugh at her in this critical condition where 30 marks is involved?😒she eyed him. He must be wicked, just like his friend or whatever it is they are to each other.
"Are you with me madam?" his voice brought her back to reality. "Yyes sir. I am with you sir". She suddenly felt cold even though the weather is a bit hot and the air conditioner in the office seems as if it had just been on for few minutes.
"You know I don't give make up. I warned all of you before the break amma ku mata da shegen son biki(but you ladies and your love for weddings) you decided to stay and enjoy yourself. Well good luck in the assignment and exams. Till we meet there". He turned to carry his phone that is charging under the chair while she eyed him which she was sure his annoying friend saw.
Diddi's tears tripled in its flow. She started pleading with the man. She even turned to look at his friend maybe he could come to her aid but the annoying familiar man was pressing his phone as if nothing serious is happening in the office. "Sir please and please wallahi it wasn't intentional". The lecturer smiled, a wicked smile she thought. "Blame your sister. She knows you are a student but decided to fix her wedding date when she knows you'll be in school".
"Sir wallahi the husband is going for his masters abroad that is why sir. They have even left".
The annoying useless friend laughed out loud again. Diddi felt like removing all his teeth and give him a deadly punch on the face. "Dr dole kayi dariya. Ka gansu nan haka muke fama da students dinnan. This one even tried. Some will even try to seduce us or bring us gifts. Bansan me suka maida mu ba". (Dr that's what we've been going through with these students. I don't know what they take us for).
"Look madam. Without wasting all of our time, I wont give any make up test. Sai anjima"
Zainab Diddi got angry. She was mad at the two wicked men. How can a ladies tears not affect them? in fact Hamma Haydar is better than them at least he hates seeing a woman's tears. She hates her lecturers friend more. How can he not at least help her plead with his friend even if it will go in vain at least she would have appreciated it. How is he even a Dr mtseeeeew wicked man. "Allah he'i ni am"(Allah Ya isa na) she said in her mind.
"OK thank you" she finally said. "You are welcome ma he said stressing the ma maybe to remind her that she didn't say sir for the first time . She made a fool of herself by saying sir more than a thousand times and she even cried. She wanted to bang the door but thought otherwise. Maybe, just maybe he might change his mind. She will tell everyone in her family to pray for her. He might change his mind.
Diddi forgot about her result until she came out from the office and heard loud voices of students. She came down as fast as she could searching for Khadija. When she couldn't find her she decide to give her a call but the network in the department as usual is baaaad. She exchanged greetings with some of her course mates asking about their results and congratulated those that passed all while praying for those that have co to pass next year and that may it be a blessing in disguise.
She decided to sit in the departmental garden maybe she might sight Khadija because truth be told she cant go and struggle to check the result. She doesn't have the strength. Maybe Khadija is still struggling to check the result she thought and immediately stood up heading to the place.
Pheeeew! lemme stop here. I am tired of typing. Hope you'll enjoy it.
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17th October, 2018.
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General FictionThe story of Zainab Arabi Modibbo(Diddi) and Aliyu Ishaq Modibbo(Haidar). Diddi will drive us to a long journey, a journey where we'll see her past, present and follow her to the future in shaa Allah. I wont make promises about the story but will in...