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Istikhara is the best she can perform, she needs light to this situation. She wore her full length hijab and spread on the prayer mat.
For almost an hour,she continued praying.
She was sitting under a big mango tree ,it looks like it wants to rain. Murjanatu had been waiting for him beside her was a little boy who seem to be calm.
They both kept on looking down the road side thinking he would show up anytime soon. She opened her veil to cover the little boy because of cold.
"mummy , is he not coming?" the little boy asked anxiously.
she gave a toothless smile,rubbed his hair ,and pointed towards the road direction."he is. look at he is coming!
Oh Allah it had been a dream, little boy? waiting for someone? but who was she waiting for? was Allah showing her some signs? maybe
Jaafar was the one she's waiting for,while the little boy is the one she had for him. she concluded.
Later in the day, she decided to inform her Mum about the proposal. she saw her mother in the room checking some jewelries.
"Mama."she sat on the matrass .
"Gimbiya na ,see this necklace are for you, I just can't wait for you to get married." Hajiya praised.
Trying to ignore her mother,Murjah said shyly."actually I wanted to talk to you about something."
Hajiya knows its the matter of the proposal but she pretended so she definitely played along."ehen, what could that be? Ba masala koh?"
"Erm that proposal ,I think I have made my decision after praying some Istikhara."
"so whats your answer."
She lowered her head and smiled mischievously."I agreed,i will marry him."
* * * *
Thump thump, her heart was beating so fast. He swivel his chair and look up. He saw her the last person he wished to see today, damn it he's still angry at her ,although he looked surprised but he wasn't wearing a friendly expression. "Salamualaikum" she lowered her gaze.
"Walaikumsalam."he answered.
Silence took over the atmosphere ,while she played with the hem of her veil. Tension filled the air until she broke the silence.
"I wanted to make things right."
she looked at him eyeball to eyeball.
But he didn't answer her, it was as if she's talking to a ghost.,"why can't you just listen, is it because you are so angry, I actually wanted it to be a surprise.''Rahma sob.
he just couldn't take it anymore,his heart quenched as he saw in tears, he gently come closer to her.
"habibty, who told you am angry?"he smiled.
"you are not angry at all?"she wiped her tears feeling relieved.
he nodded."but" Adam placed his index finger on his lips.
"shhhhh."
Rahma was elated ,how much she misses him for a day. she was thinking about all these until he snapped her thought."let's go out."
she shooked her head,showing a sign of no.
bewildered he asks "why?"
"work." she eyed him.
"But nobody, who would ask me whether I came to work or not since you are the one, I will even love to leave the work for months."
Her mouth formed letter O shape."ya Adam ,am going we see more often.bye agaida gida."she stood up but the look on his eye wasn't a friendly one, his eye seemed so dark.
"am not letting you go just like that. Am taking you home." Adam picked his suit.
"No don't, you can just tell the driver to take me home, don't worry."she stood up taking her brown designer bag.
"you can enter the car if the driver is there not me,that's because you actually don't trust me."he said sadly.
"No ya Adam, you can take me, I trust you 100%."
"OK madam, shall we?
she nodded.
Salamualaikum long tym.
Team Jaafar or team Ahmad.
