FATMA'S LETTER

Chapter 6: Everything polo.

My phone buzzed.

"Are you free this Saturday?" Mukhtar asked me on Imessage.

I thought to my self. I had nothing to do. I always have nothing to do. I hate being unproductive. It kills my vibe.

But i wouldn't come off so easily. "No. I am not, why?." I replied swiftly.

"I have a polo March on Saturday I would have loved for you to come it's a tournament."

"Oh. Well i guess i can make it...haven't seen people play before." I was most definitely intrested in going.

"Well now you would." He chuckles

"Yay. Thanks for inviting."

He chuckles. "You're welcome. Fatma."

I thought to my self before heading to my closet. What would i wear

I opened it up to where I kept my dresses. I found them all hanged and begging to be used, Most of them i haven't worn in months. Thankfully they didn't have that stale smile clothes get after a while.

After going through them i got tired of finding the perfect veil for each Clothing i had dropped on my bed. I opened the other drawer where my veils where then it hit me.

I got an outfit from ASOS the other day. It was a high waist chiffon trouser with layers with a long sleeve crop top with the same matching flowery chiffon material and it came with a tee shirt to cover the exposed part.

It was a bit much but it was perfect. and I found a perfect baby pink veil to go with it.

I dropped it on my bed staring at it until my cousin walked in. "Lovely." She compliments and comes to my side. "Where are you going?."

"Polo Match on Saturday. " My cousin gasps.

"Oh my God, I want to go too." She jumps.

"I just got the invitation. I don't know if you can come."

"It's the tournament." She sighed. "You know that Arewa plus people thingy-. I can't remember the full name they are doing this tournament with this Senegalese polo club for breast cancer Awareness. Did you know?"

I shook my head wondering how she knew all this information.

"They were sharing the filler at my work place. But i really want to go, Get me an Invitation please, Fatma." She held my hand tightly. And I nod before she held me any tighter.

"The entry is free though. But if you're invited that means your treatment would be special." I nod

"Okay i will ask him."

"Ask him now!."

I sighed shaking my head. Even though a part of me didn't want to, i barely know Mukhtar but at least I know he is a good guy. and Sadiya too has helped me alot in this house. She was the only cousin from my Dad side that i was close to. And we share the same taste in clothing's.

His phone was ringing.

"Hello Fatma." He answered.

"Hi Mukhtar. Er." I paused thinking of what to say, I should have constructed my sentence before calling. "The polo match that you're playing for is it for the breast cancer awareness?"

"Yes. It is, you know about it?"

"Yes, I just found out from my cousin. She wants to go as well and i was wondering if she could join me."

"Sure, Why not."

I sighed of relief. "Okay, thank you."

"Yeah. Is that all?" He asked I could tell he was in a busy place. It was noisy.