Zarah...
After Abdullah dropped me home, I never heard from him. I can't initiate contact.I confided in
Ama, sharing every detail. Fareeda, and Ama were thrilled, constantly asking if he has called.As for Farouq, I accepted him since Abdul seemed to have forgotten me.
Returning from deluna with Farouq, I stopped by Ama's at 4:00 pm.
"Did I tell you guys that the next day after Aunty Ramla came back, she scolded me like hell? Why would I carry her turban.. Chuchu is being hypocritical, claiming I took earrings... I knocked some sense into him."
That night, I visited Aunty Ramla's room, behaving like an obedient child.
I sat on the rug , handing her my list.
Zarah, am I your playmate? You and your lists..."
I didn't leave until she agreed to transfer N10,000 and gave me N1,000 for a recharge card.
"Honestly, if she gets married, I'll miss her dearly."
Please give me that suya Ama said
You know what koh tsafi kikeyi I'll not give you
You also have a boyfriend, right? Why don't you call him?"
I scrolled through Instagram, checking Abdul's account first. He'd deleted two pictures the one with his girlfriend and the solo kaftan photo. Hmm, interesting. I posted a recent picture of Ama and me, breaking my posting drought. My story update read: "The one you love the most is the one who will hurt you the most." So true, I thought, nodding to myself.
I sat there, Ama leaned in, curious about my Instagram activity. "What's going on?" she asked, eyeing my phone.
"Just checking Abdul's account," I replied, showing her the deleted posts.
She raised an eyebrow. "Maybe he's trying to move on?"
I shrugged. "Maybe."
Five minutes passed, and my phone beeped with a message from him ! I let out a happy scream. "Wallah, I never thought he'd talk to me again!"
"Zarah, are you insane?" But I didn't care; I was too excited.
As I read the message, a smile spread across my face. "Who hurt my beautiful Zarah and makes her sad?" with an angry face emoji. Butterflies swirled in my stomach.
Ama squatted beside me, curiosity winning. "What's going on?" she asked again, this time with a hint of amusement.
I showed her the message, and she grinned. "Looks like someone's got feelings for you."
I blushed, feeling a mix of emotions. "Shut up, Ama," I said, I stared at my phone, hesitant to respond. "What should I say?" I asked her.
She grinned Tell him someone else, let the conversation flow."
I raised an eyebrow. "You mean, lie?"
She shrugged. "Just for fun, Zarah. See where this goes."
I chuckled, deciding to play along. "Okay, let's do this."
Abdullah: Who's that person that hurt you?🥹
Me: I just broke up with my boyfriend today.
Abdullah: Why?
Me: I found out he's cheating on me.

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HER CRUSH
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