"You were so good darling, as always" Yusrah beamed still holding her phone and filming a video.
"Awwe thank you. Now stop it" I replied taking a seat next to them. I just finished performing and even when at first I was tensed, the worries vanished when I got into it especially when I saw the girls coming in. I felt the urge to make them proud.
"You were supposed to be "ohh my God thank you love" Yusrah said as she kept her phone on her lap whilst I roll my eyes
Soon we all fell into a conversation watching the program before it ended. We stood up and went to the organizers and sponsors, took photos with them and some of the famous writers i know. After that, I bid them goodbye and we left the place.
"Let's head to tearoom first before leaving please. Intisaar said we should pick her up there, she's together with Zahra" Juwairiyya said taking out her camera ready to start blogging and I nodded before taking the route to tearoom.
We got there after ten minutes with Juwairiyya still blogging and I and Yusrah went in first leaving her to trail behind.
"You guys are finally here" Zahra sighed as we took seats next to them
"I'm starting to think that's just your line whenever you are to meet with someone. You say this all the time even if we took a minute to arrive" I said with a scowl and she glared at me while inti kept digging into her cream caramel.
"Some people will never be progressive in life. I just posted the video of your performance and some are say g bad things about it. Even the girls that we are in the same level with. I just don't get it, why pretend to like someone but not hail for his success, what has that person done to you? Yusrah shouted fuming and I placed a hand over hers
"Most people don't support your success. Not many have the thoughts of praising you for what you do, people will smile with you but be angry when you do something they can't do. We don't stay back because of these toxic people, you go ahead and do great things in your life. Their compliments shouldn't really matter because what they did is a way of showing you where you are in their lives and where to keep them in yours"
"Your words are always more sensible than you Maimai" She grinned and I slapped her head
"You are rude" I muttered sipping the tea Juwairiyya ordered for us.
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I parked into the parking lot before answering hafeez call. Killed the ignition then stepped out and locked the car.
"How are you doing hafeezu"
"I'm doing good Aira" He replied with a groggy voice
"What happened? I inquired stepping into the house
"I have a sore throat"
"Have you taken any medicines? I asked
"No, but I did have the tea remedy you gave me before I left"
"Well that's good? I asked flicking the lights on and going to the kitchen before heading back to the maid's room
"Where is Mami? I asked as the maid Hindu, raise her head from her phone
"She left with Zainab earlier and they aren't back"
"Abba isn't back too?
"Yes he's not" She replied just as the older maid came out of the bathroom. I greeted her and left the room.
"Sorry I had you on hold" I said resuming my call with hafeez
"It's okay. How was your performance?
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General FictionCOPY RIGHT 2020 { 1 on #Heels 1 on #wattpadbanters 3 on #nigerian 1 on #fulani 5 on #bosslady} Under estimated or rather just not seen fit to be successful as an Arewa young lady. And here is the irony, I was okay with the simple life I had until...