The Hidden Savior

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Jasrah POV

All my aunts, cousins and friends had all gone and left me alone with my thought in this large house.

I stayed for thirty minutes staring the walls and ceiling of the room, thinking of how my so-called Husband is, will he love me the way I'm? Will he be nice to me? Will he embrace the kadr marriage and live with me as a couple? Ya Allah! I keep asking myself  all these questions.

I stayed for more than 40mins again, then i heard a door barked opened, I suddenly raised my head looking forward to the door thinking it is in my room but I realized it was the room opposite the one I am in.

'11:00' the clock clung. I felt a very heavy painful headache and dizzy, I stood up and made my way to the other door that seems like washroom, I took a very long shower and exit.

I moved directly to the wardrobe where I saw Aunty Ameenah earlier arranged my clothes, I choose a very light polyester night gown and wear, I dragged myself to my ne
w bed, said my sleeping azkar and laid down.
The room was so quite, I felt a bit scared but I had no choice than to chase it away and let it be.

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Jasrah POV

"Allahu Akbar" as I heard the ahzan called from the near by masjid, I quickly stood up from the bed and moved to the washroom,took my ablution and exit.

I placed my praying mat and prayed my Rak'atainil  fajr before my subh salat, I pulled my qur'an from one of the bedside drawers, I recited my favorite surah I.e suratul waqi'a, for good 30mins.

I silently opened the door and tiptoed to the well organised sitting room like a theft.

The sitting room is surrounded with golden cushions, curtains and a very large diagonal plasma TV,  flower vases were spread in different direction.

The dinning table is not far from the sitting room, where the kitchen door facing the dinning chairs.

I made my way directly to the kitchen with a quick speed due to the immense hunger that am feeling.

All what I needed for my recipe were there. So I quickly peeled my yam, chop it up into a suitable sizes, washed it and placed the pot on fire to boil.

I moved to the refrigerator, carried a fresh liver and cutted it into small pieces, I chopped some pepper, onions, peas, green beans and little piece of onions leaves.

I made a simple naija liver sauce with different seasonings that filled the whole house with aroma.

When the yam was boiled, I placed a large pan of oil on the fire to get the oil heated, I  brokedown my eggs in a bowl, so I kept rolling my yam pieces
into the eggs and fry it in the hot oil.

After am done with my recipe,
I put them all into the warmers and arranged them on the dinning table.

I made a naija black tea with ginger and 'Ahmad Lipton tea' I poured it into a medium tea flasks.

I rushed to my room and had a light shower, I applied some light make-up and wore on my shaped Ankara gown and tied my 'ture kaga stiya' head gear.

I made my way to the dinning table to help my screaming tommy, I served myself and started savouring my delight.

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