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April26,2013

Abuja  ,Nigeria .

"Mama am off now , don't miss me that much you see I will still come and visit I always visit so why the bloom face ?" I asked my gloomy mother who was just staring at me like am leaving for eternity

  "Arent you not worried"? She asked
"About"?

"Marriage"? She asked and I sighed deeply like I know this question will pop up some  how ,Astagafurillah but i don't have time for this can't she just understand the pain I have been through like seriously am I even born to love what's with  people and marriage these days any way I was was lost in my taught as ammi called my Name

"Yeah mom?"

"When will you decide ?"

"About? "

"You were not listening ?" She asked 

"I ...I...

"WHEN WILL YOU BE SERIOUS AMAL , PLEASE AMAL PLEASE  YOUR A LADY YOU CANT BE A WORKAHOLIC! " she yelled on top of her breath
"When will you understand amal ?" 
"Mama I..
"People gossiping and all and your 19 amal for my sake please " she begged I could see tears in her eyes which were asking and begging for hope  I sighed and hit my head on the comfty soft sofa  looking at the ceiling as the fan kept on rotating I got up and sat strait I did not know what to do for the past        three years I have being trying to move on with life trying to forget him the one that made my life a living hell  Salim!  . I always fooled around looking for love not knowing my decision through love was wrong and terrible I choose the wrong one . I sighed and held her hand  not knowing of what to say   I looked at her and said "Mama at this state I think its better you get one for me " she looked at me unbelievably  and shocked "so you won't get one I have to look for one for you? ....unbelievable!

"Mama understand the things going on here understand how am feeling please " she stayed mute she didn't say anything I checked my Qatar wrist watch and realised I will soon miss my flight so I got up and hugged her mother so tightly  even though I was about to cry I pecked her and dragged my box and left the house .  I waited for a cab and thank God I got one quickly  I told the cab man "Nnamdi Azikwe Airport  " he nodded his head and  zoomed of I was at the back seat busy cleaning my tears that  we're treathing to drop like who does that leaving your home in that manner ? Why can't she just not understand I do want get married but not now not when am still trying to recover not when am serious with my little business and studies "
  

January 5,2015

I came out the bathroom   , I headed to the bed side drawer and I carried out my hair dryer I quickly blow dried my hair don't wanna be late for lectures  and with that my phone started  ringing I sighed and wondering who will call me at this time I checked  and with ammi I picked the call without hesitating
"As salamualaikum ammi how are you?"

"Fine malmal  how are you doing "

"Fine Alhamdulilah you feel a bit happy can i  get a bit of your  feeling this morning ?"

"Of course well ... I have gotten some on actauall y "

I was froze at that moment I even forgot about the marriage stuff
"Hello are you there "

"Em..I can hear  you so who is he ?"I asked

"Muhammad. ..Muhammad  ismail  Kaita "
"Okay"

"28 by age "
"Go on "

"CEO of  ownzell  company "

"Hmmm"

"Fair in complexion ,.....I sighed this woman will be the last of me like seriously his bio! Oh God.  She kept on talking non-stop even though I wasn't paying attention I was busy getting ready for school I was frying my egg and I hummed "Mama aren't you not worried about your credit this time around ?"
"No no no am not  ..as I was saying  . ..he's not a vegetarian  you see and note specific meat  he doesnt eat pork!  Thats enough ! Shes getting way to crazy
"Ammi all muslims  dont eat pork so why will i givehim pork ?"

"Dont say  it like your not a Carter  your one and besides   you work in New York  they eat pork am just reminding  you okay "
As I will always say this woman will be the end of me

       My name is Amal Mubarak  hashim  first and only daughter of late General Attahiru Mubarak hashim who got married to a beautiful  woman who is none any other person than my moma  hajiya halima Mubarak hashim  am fulani by tribe though half cast Arabian from my mother and fulani from my dad I'm studying business administration in New York and also doing a small sole proprietor job which Is being a Carter and nanny but mostly catering am  21 by age .




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