I will kill him!!!
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Last published Fri, Aug 17, 2018
After bidding my farewells with sajrah my best friend, I headed for the door. Before entering I heard my name in a heated conversation between my brothers and baba.
I didn't want them to know about arrival just yet so I stayed by the door where I could see but not be seen.
"She needs to settle down" dad said with a stern face with his voice not to loud and not low.
I thought wow another member of the family is going to get married, I was excited cause I'm a lover of weddings but not mine no no definitely not mine.
Not too long from my celebrations, i never realised my world could turn to Ash in less than 2mins. After hearing the next set of words from my baba
"My daughter is getting married and that's final" he barked before storming out of the room
I'VE HAD ENOUGH CONVERSATIONS ALRIGHT!!
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