Chapter Seventeen

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Nismat's POV

Every occasion that was appointed a date even if it's a century eventually that day will come.

My bones are aching , my stomach grumbling,I just look like I am about to pass pass out all I could do was lay lifeless on my bed. Hayrat and Haryrat were sitting on the floor and bilkisu was sitting by the edge of the bed we were all waiting to be served our late lunch,we all looked famished and exhausted.

"You know what I just feel like am not going to tonight attestation dinner, who on earth scheduled this the event like this after the long attestation wahala then dinner by 6 to 10pm" I said frustrated

"Chab wallahi baki isa ba, you already said you were going you cant change your mind just now,our dinner gowns are ready,you can't leave me alone haryrat ,mom,Dad are taking a 6pm flight back,then this pregnant woman isn't going because her lovey dovey husband doesn't want his wife stressed" Hayrat replied angrily

"Don't attack me"i smiled "I am tired that's why am having second thought but after eating and taking a nap of an hour I will be good, it's just 4pm we still have two hours plus an hour for African time"

"Nismat, we have no relatives in this Town but because of your friendship with bilkisu and my twin sister we turned family, I mean you host us and our mother throughout ,I must say such friendships are rare this days "Haryrat is now becoming emotional "Jazzakilahu khairan sai munzo bikinki "she added.

"Habadei we are family now, no need for this formalities, just hurry up and leave for the Airport you don't want to miss your flight" I replied.

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The loud music accompanied by echoes of people's chatter was enough to bring back my earlier headache,the crowd is making me suffocating, all I need at this moment is fresh air.

i stepped out of the hall to find some Solace,I was never a fan of gatherings, ceremonies talk more of parties where the music beats go along with my heartbeat it makes me feel dizzy and sometimes nauseous. I regretted following hayrat now am sitting under the shade alone while darkness has started kissing the sky ,the stars are out to add beauty to the smiling moon.

A kind of night that brings lights to the heart of lovers, they will glance at the full moon and recite poems to their beloved ones and solace to the heartbroken ones,they would look up whispering their sorrows to the moon and wondering when they will also be complete just like the moon.

Hayrat followed me "so you're here I have searched for you everywhere but couldn't find you sai class rep yache yaga kinfita" she sat down close to me.
"I had to leave wallahi my head is pounding, I regret following you"

"Sorry dear its almost over okay let's have some fresh air then go back to the award honoring,Haba if we leave it's as good as we didn't come here fah there is a reason it is called dinner and awards night "She sighed I am too exhausted to answer her so I remained quiet.

"So what are your graduation plans I mean you've got to really have something in mind ,since I can see you have no intention of getting married any soon" she broke the short silence

I smiled well more like a grimace "Who told you I don't want to get married, its really pathetic how everyone surrounding me thinks I don't want to get married, I have been broken times with out number but that isn't a reason for me to not want to get married,am not in a hurry and I am still searching no haste it is a lifetime commitment and I want to make sure I make the right choice " I realize a quick rush of air

"Beside I still have two years left to complete everything degree,my internship year and service year so you see there is still a long way to go, society pressure, peer pressure can never let me jump into marriage with out choosing carefully, I pray hard and I know one day Allah will answer my  prayers but before then atleast let me focus on my future" I stood up and entered the hall not because I was angry at her but I am really pained as to how one of  my closest friend couldn't understand me.

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