How do I live, how do I breathe
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to fell love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
For you I have to risk it all
'Cause the WRITING'S ON THE WALL'
~WRITING'S ON THE WALL by Sam Smith~
M A I S A R A H
MAIDUGURI, NIGERIA
"Manal, did Amal tell you when they will arrive?"
"Yes. She said today." I nodded.
Amal will be coming with her mum, Adda Mamu and Sadiq. Adda Maria is coming today also. Practically all my favorites are coming today.
"Maisarah I will need you and Manal to help in cooking. Your father's are coming and we will be having visitors." Mama ordered and we all nodded.
Manal is staying at our side before her dad, mum and Najah arrive. Like I said, almost everyone is coming today.
"Am here!" Manal and I exchanged a look and ran downstairs.
There she was with her husband beside her holding their child. "Adda Maria!" We both yelled and jumped on her.
"When will you girls grow up?" I rolled my eyes. "Says the person who taught us all these." She smacked my back and I growled at her.
"Yaya Farooq ina wuni." We greeted in unison. "Lafiyah kalau, how are you girls?"
"Lafiya Alhamdulillah."
"My baby." I cooed and collected Amal.
"Where is mama?" Adda asked and I pointed at the stairs meaning that she is upstairs.
Manal collected Amal and she followed Adda and yaya upstairs.
I sat on one of the couches in my dad's living room and immediately I received an incoming call. I don't like picking numbers but something told me to pick it.
I picked it and the person yelled. "Sarah baby." Wait I know that voice.
"Fatiti." I yelled back.
"Yes baby."
"Ohh my God Fatima I miss you soo much, It's been a while." I said.
"Wallahi, I miss you too and I miss Amal and Manal. Where are those fools?"
"Manal and I are in Borno but Amal will be arriving today."
"Guess what?"
"What?" I asked.
"Am also in Borno." I yelled again. "Are you serious?"
"Ohh yes sister, I am deadass serious." I grinned. Fatima has always and forever will be a crazy girl. I love that about her.
"We will come over but I will have to help mama in the kitchen first."
"Don't worry we will be come by later with mama." I nodded as if she could see me.
"I can't wait for our sleepovers." I admitted.
"Aswear. We will have it in your house and ours." She said. "InshaAllah no problem. Sai kun zo." We said our goodbyes and ended the call.
The Deribe Mansion is 5 minutes away from the Bulama mansion, so when we were young, we will have this sleepover which was lit.
The two friends, my dad and uncle Umar being so close decided to build their houses close to eachother.
