When Two Attitude Meet

Chapter One

Asmau's POV
I lazily got off my bed, one look at the mirror, my head was just as bad as a bird nest.
I went to the toilet and perform wudhu(ablution), i came out of the toilet and observe my subh prayer.
I open my Quran and recite my favorite Surat which is surat(Ahqaf)with my melodious voice.

Yesterday was supposed to be the best day of my life, I was finally graduating🎓 from university but things didn't go as I expected.
I thought my dad would have forgive me for changing my course from business administration to fashion designer without his consent which he letter find out.

He was very angry with me and banned me from the house.I begged him but he did not even look at me despite I was crying 😂 real hard. Even my mum couldn't save me cause my dad is the no nonsense type .

I was left with no option than to live with my mum's sister(aunty Salamatu) with the idea of my mum cause I have no where to go too.
Aunty Salamatu is my mum's immediate sister, she lives in Abuja with her husband and her two children.

Sani is her eldest son, he is 25 years old and then Rukkayya who is d auta of the house 🏚. She is 22 years old literally, we are age mate.

I got along with my cousins quite alright cause they are friendly, kind and nice to be with especially rukkaya the parrot of the house.

I took my bath in the room given to me by my aunt's husband. My aunt was lucky to have a caring, sweet, kind and rich husband like uncle salihu.
I went out of the bathroom and clean my wet body with a towel and then d annoying part of d show begins..
The cloth to wear, after checking n checking, I finally go for a black abaya and a red gele. I did some nude makeup cause I'm not the type that likes heavy makeup, I normally love my natural beauty which I always say masha Allah to d almighty for giving me the beauty and d body curve men 🙆‍♂️ die 4 😂.

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