"Hajiya, What about Sadiq" she asked in a low voice as if whispering
Sadiq was her senior at school, he is among the intelligent boys in school
jidda liked him for that and also some credits to the fact that he is good looking and easy going.
Jidda wasn't really in love with him but there is this sense of security when she's with him and she liked it
Sadiq fortunately have a liking on her too and he has send his father to meet Alhaji Bubakar and he promised to get them married after Jidda is done with school.
"I didn't give my blessings, that was your father's doing"
She scrutinized her mother's face she counted every wrinkle, she realized they have the same eyes, same shape of lips, almost all their facial features are the same but jidda was fairer than her mother, she got that from her Grandmother, Alhaji Bubakar's mother who was a fulani.
"Why are you looking at me"
I was confirming if you are really my mother, jidda wanted to say but she kept her head down
It's been a week since her mother talked to her about Alhaji Garba, but she knows her mother she doesn't need her approval or her dad's approval, she does things the way she wants.
No one can stop her absolutely no one
"Sweep girl, stop being a slack" Hajiya yelled at jidda who was lost in thoughts while sweeping the premises of the house.
Every day the sun set it's like her mother's hatred is revitalizing.
Jidda feels mired in all this...
After sweeping, she sat at the premises of the house helping her siblings with their assignments, like she always do.
"Jidda, get my food" Baba commanded
She quickly stood up and set his food, she was feeling hungry too but she has to give baba his own food, after serving her father and getting tons of blessings she went back to their local kitchen that was made of mud
She opened the pot and found nothing in it, she was sure it was the pot she cooked with earlier, so where was the food
"Nafi!"
Her sister came running "Na'am yaya"
"Where's the food?"
"Nafi, go and continue eating, she thinks i will still be feeding her at this age she most be stupid" hajiya says and storm out of the kitchen
"sorry" Nafi mouthed and followed Hajiya.
Nafi, is jidda immediate sister, the most sensible of all, Nafisa knows alot for a twelve year old girl, she always comfort Jidda when ever Hajiya makes a fuss
then Hafsa, Hafsa was the creative one and the quiet one among the four sisters, she makes henna designs to the people in the village and she's so good at it,she is eleven and is already very creative
Khadija is the shy and quiet type, she's a foodie and when there's food, she pays no attention to the things happening around her, she is just a naive 9 years old
Then khaira, baby of the house, she is just eight and a child.
Jidda went back to the room and checked her school bag, she knows there's some nuts she can eat inside and fortunately she found it.
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Boredom was slowly taking her life, she was tired of burying her nose into the white papers, she stepped out of her room and measured the length of her shadow she realized it was just 1 O'clock being today a weekend, she feels as if the time has slipped into a coma and is not moving
"Shafa, fattu! You came to my house today, wow it must be good news"
Her friends promised never to step into their house again because of how Hajiya treats them
"Yes, yes is good news" fattu said sitting on the mat in hers and her sisters room.
"I hope Hajiya is not around" shafa asked looking outside
"I'm the only one at home, Hajiya da su hafsa sun fita" jidda said
"Fattu is getting married!!" Shafa exclaimed.
