Sa'eed sits in the hospital conflicted. He doesn't know what to do. He could follow Halima and probably get shouted at, or he could get Innayo's driver to take Halima home and whatever would happen will be delayed to till they get home.
He decides on the earlier but stops dead in his tracks as a thought occurs to him, what if there's a cure. He rushes back to the consultation room and luckily the doctor is free.
"sorry doctor but if you don't mind I have some questions."
"sure, go ahead." Dr Maryam says dropping her Swan bottled water which is now empty. She was chugging it down when Sa'eed came in.
"is there any chance that there's a cure for this... I don't know what to call it?"
"yes. There are two; diet, transplant."
"okay. So explain each. Like the way they work, the sidr effects and all that." Sa'eed says
Sa'eed enters the car elated. He looks at Halima and finds out she's just sitting there, not even noticing his giddiness. He starts humming to her favorite song, Havana by Camila Cabello while bobbing his head as he starts the car but still, no response.He turns to look at her and sees she has a faraway look in her eyes, she isn't huffing, growling or groaning due to anger as he thought she would be. Neither was she crying hysterically or at least looking sad or broken. She just sits there, looking calm, collected with a faraway look in her eyes. That doesn't make any sense.He waves his hand in front her face, still, no reply. He snaps his fingers in front of her face, no reply. What's left? He kisses her long and hard, still, no reaction, no reply, nothing. Is she really angry with him that much or has something happened to her?He engulfs her in a hug begging her to talk to him but she doesn't even flinch. She
"sis!" Hannah AbdulMajid, popularly known as Bella, the only sister to Aleesha screeches through the phone making Aleesha remove the phone from her ear."ke, do you want to destroy my ear drums?" Aleesha says rolling her eyes."you're right. Mummy and daddy have left. This morning!" Bella squeals again."oh my God. Hannee imma cut the call." Aleesha says and cuts the call. Bella calls back making Aleesha groan in annoyance."Ayyaa mana Ya Leesh you promised to come fah." Bella whines."chill, I'll come. Ai we're just in the first week of April. Before they come back I'll come. Majids promise." Aleesha says."kay kay. Catcha later." Bella says before cutting the call. It's been three days since Paul - a thug that works for Lash - went to start working at Halima's home. He's going to completely gain their trust today and two
It's the day. The day for the downfall of Halima Audu Kalshingi. The day has arrived and Aleesha can't be any happier. Nothing can ever go wrong, or so she thinks. Of course nothing would go wrong. It's the one and only Humylash that planned it out and called the Paul man to take it out. Of course it'd work.Aleesha wakes up feeling giddy, ecstatic, happy and propitious. Nothing would be able to ruin her mood even if it tried. She walks over to her suitcases, jumping lightly like a child who has been promised all the sweet things in the world, and takes out an army green French lace with black beads sewn into patterned flowers on it, a black turban and black Aldo flats. It isn't Friday, it's Thursday, yet she is getting all dolled up. Why? Well, that's because she will be going to be her Romeo's.It has been done and now all she's waiting for is the good news and then she'd head out like a heroine, pretending to come for a visit. If on
Paul looks at Halima, torn apart between telling the truth and getting his throat slit by a woman. He doesn't want either to occur. He tries to elbow her but she brings the knife closer to his neck."don't try any nonsense. I might be a woman but I'm no weakling." Halima says each and every of the letters making the words she's saying dripping dangerously with warning.Halima doesn't even know who is holding Paul like that but she's sure she isn't the one. How she got the confidence to do what she's doing, only Allah knows. Even though touching a non-Mahram is Haram, she has to do it. Allah looks at intentions, not actions alone.Paul gulps. He's never been so tied up in making a decision. On one hand is his life, the other is money. He gulps again, sweat trickling down his forehead. Is he scared? Of course he isn't. Paul Okonkwo has never been scared.He's been held at gun po
Aleesha quickly picks her phone as she parks a little bit away from Sa'eed's home. She types something before deleting it. She types something again and deletes it. After lot more thoughts, she finally types a short five sentenced message and sends it. After taking a deep breath, she looks at Sa'eed's house and mutters "to be mine very soon." before driving to another secluded part of Kuje which unfortunately for her, doesn't have tarred road.After grunting and huffing she finally reaches a three story building painted in milk and ash from the exterior. She parks her car and alights, intentionally leaving her suitcases in her car. She knocks thrice before remembering she can't be heard from inside as most of the doors are sound proof. The reason behind it is that her parents are always fighting.She presses the door bell thrice before walking back to her car. She calls Bella, her younger sister."keh H
Aleesha picks her veil and car keys before rushing out. She drives roughly, navigating through the roads of Kuje. She finally reaches Lash's house and honks loudly making the gateman scurry and open the door.She drives and parks the car before rushing in."how did you know what i was thinking?" Aleesha asks immediately she sights Lash sitting in the parlor sipping some orange juice."i have my ways. Are you ready to hear the plan?" Lash asks dropping the orange juice on the coffee table."yes but before that, how comes you're not angry with me? I know I was being stupid when i said what i said but I'm sorry." Aleesha says shaking her head as she sits on the cushion."it's okay so here's the plan...." Lash talks for almost an hour with Aleesha listening attentively."well, it's quite risky, dangerous, time taking and almost
"you must be very stupid. Inept fool. My friend tashi ki bar min gida {stand up and leave my house}. How dare you show your stupid face in my house despite what you did?!" Alhaji AbdulMajid thunders as he throws out her clothes she had arranged in the wardrobe.Alhaji AbdulMajid and Hajiya Aisha came back three weeks earlier only for the gate to be opened by Aleesha. That angered Alhaji AbdulMajid who locked Hannah up while she was asleep. The doors are soundproof so she wouldn't hear a thing, furthermore, Hannah is a deep sleeper."haba Daddy. Can't a daughter visit her parents that disowned her?" Aleesha asks smiling evilly."over my dead body. You're not my daughter and will never be. I never birthed a rapist. Better go and look for your parents elsewhere. Oya leave my house." Alhaji AbdulMajid yells pointing at the black with specks of gold electric gate."Alhaji! She's yo
" Hajiya we're here. But it seems like the gate is closed and there is no one by the gate. I've honked at the gate twice yet no response. " Hajjo's driver says breaking her out of her train of thoughts. She has been wondering why Halima hasn't called her for the past two days. It's not like her at all. She always calls her everyday, no matter how late or early. And to make matters worse, Hajjo has called Halima's phone which has been ringing without response, Sa'eed's is switched off." Ask one of the kiosks around if they know about their whereabouts. " Hajjo says absentmindedly. She's tired, she just came back from Bulgaria where she planned a get together for an affluent business man only to be met with the news of her best friend being hospitalized, and now this.The driver walks out and comes back minutes later."What did they say?"" One man said he's never seen them come outside except when a
Verily, whatever has a beginning, must have an end. ~Meemxy Two days later... "Sa'eed, if Halima doesn't wake up before Wednesday, then you're marriage is automatically severed. Even if she does, unless she says she's willing to stay with you, it's a lost cause." This has been turning itself in Sa'eed's head since on Saturday - the day Halima put to birth, and today is Tuesday. Meaning that, in less than twenty four hours, Sa'eed's marriage with Halima will be severed automatically and Halima will become a divorcee. Neither the baby nor Halima are in any good condition. Halima slipped into comma the moment she gave birth while the baby, being born premature at eight months, is at the Special Baby Care unit (SCBU) and on life support. She can give up the ghost anytime though she has started opening her eyes from time to time.
It's been sixty eight days since the divorce. Halima has been counting and so far, she can't wait to finish the ninety days of torture.She was very foolish to think they could work out again, to think she was thinking of going back to withdraw the divorce issue, what a whimsy thought!One week after they got back, Halima had thought about it, this divorce shouldn't have happened. But it has happened and she is the only one that can change it. She went to Sa'eed - since they aren't living in the same rooms - only to hear the conversation that changed her mind.Halima walks through the corridor, determined steps are what she takes. She just needs to talk to him and then they'll go to the judge and forget the divorce issue."Yes, have you seen those girls? They look even younger in person. Fahida and Kamila. Very pretty girls. Your wife, oops, ex-wife would look like an old woma
"Daddy, Abba, please talk to Mummy. Wallahi I don't want to go back to that house, please." Halima is full verge on crying. The two men turn their faces to the side, showing Halima their napes. Their wives have told them to stay out of it and from the way they said it, they know there's more to it so they have to stay out. Halima wails and turns on her knees to Hajjo and Innayo."Ammi please help me. I will die if i go back there. You've always told me you love me, please show me that love now." Halima holds unto Innayo's skirt and sorrowfully, she turns away from Halima. She knows about Halima's pregnancy and she'd be damned if she's the reason why her grandchild doesn't get to experience the love of both of his or her parents. Even if Halima and Sa'eed won't reconcile, they should attempt to, so that whatever happens with the child in the future, would be both their faults alone and no one else's. Having no other choice, Halima turns to her mother.
The glow that's radiating off her skin is enough to tell anyone that she's the bride. Her smile alone shows how happy she is with the marriage. Despite the fact that she doesn't have a family, she's not worried at all, not one bit. She's contented and happy with the family her husband to be has provided her with.Looking in the mirror Lash's smile widens, even wider than a grin. She feels and looks extremely beautiful, happy and contented. Today is the daurin aure. Today she'll finally experience the happiness of a bride, a married woman.Her wedding events have been the talk of Abuja for the past two weeks. Instagram, snapchat, Facebook, Twitter, YouTube you name it. The wedding is trending on very social media platform; AiNayn is all over the web. Hussaina took it upon herself to see to it that the whole world knows about her brother's wedding. She created an Instagram and Twitter account and tag with the hashtag #AiNayn making
Halima hugs her mother and her father before they enter the car. She doesn't even look outside because she doesn't miss Nigeria, not one bit. She only misses her family and friends. Who's she kidding? She hardly has any friends but she's going to change all that now. She has already made a friend back at France, she's a Nigerian and she lives in Abuja too. They even exchanged contacts.They drive directly to the Abba Sulayman house as per Halima's nagging that she wants to see her Ammi, Teemah, Amalie and Afnan. Innayo was discharged two weeks ago and she's actually getting very better now.The Abba Sulaymans want to even start planning Amal's wedding. It's just Halima they were waiting for and according to what Fatima said in the morning, Hamza's parents are coming for the sa rana next week.They arrive at the house and Halima doesn't even wait for her parents. She just enters the house like she does a
It has been two good weeks since she last set her eyes on Zulqa, or even heard his voice. She isn't even bothering herself. Just staying indoors, eating, sleeping, taking care of her self and treating herself well. She can't let anyone dull her shine, she's HumyLash, no one, absolutely no one can dull her shine.Skin care routines, exercises, comedy videos, religious videos and healthy foods are what she is worried about right now. If Zulqa and her are meant to be, then they will be no matter what, and if they aren't, tyen it's probably for the best, Lash has been telling herself.Lash turns on her bed, hearing the sound of her phone ringing. She feels all over the bed, trying to figure out where the hell her phone is. She finds it and uses the fingerprint sensor to accept the call that's coming through. They exchange Salams with the person on the other end."Aisha, can I come to your house?" Lash sits
"Hip hip, hurray!!" all the women and ladies, about one hundred of them, throw their caps up in the sky and catch them.Halima is all smiles and grin. She has graduated with second position in the whole class and she can't be more proud of herself.The competition is coming up in the next two hours and Halima has the perfect award winning recipe, it's a dish she saw online but with a little tweaks here and there.She walks to the car and drops her certificate in the backseat. She's startled by a voice and she jumps a bit before closing her eyes to calm her heart."Hi, Halima. Congratulations." the voice says. Not wanting to answer but nit having any choice, Halima turns to the voice. There stands a man, very tall such that she has to crane her neck before she can see his head. He's fair, huge and very muscular. He's just the perfect definition of intimidating bouncer.
The problem between Lash and Umma has been solved. Even though Umma doesn't miss an opportunity to insult Lash, they're still good.Today, Lash is posting her first blog in almost four months. She was convinced by Qifdiyya and Hussaina to do that. And according to them, she can't take the video without her inlaws. So because of that, she's going over to their house for a sleepover.She has packed all what she thinks necessary for the sleep over and is now driving to the house.On reaching there, she takes the small Givenchy suitcase holding all the necessities she brought. She passes the foyer and hears laughter coming from the parlor. As she enters, she sees about ten ladies, including the four ladies of the house, sitting in the parlor all in wine gowns and peach headgears."Oh. My. God. Is that HumyLash?" one of the ladies, a fair slim one says standing up, with one of her
Innayo twitches her fingers. They feel weak and extremely heavy to her. Her nose and mouth are covered with what feels like a cup. She attempts to raise her hand and remove the cup like thingy, but she can't. She doesn't know why but she just can't.Finally gathering enough energy, she raises her hand as high as she can, only for it to go limp and fall on the bedside cabinet, slapping a cup down and waking up the other occupants of the room.Amal who's the swiftest of them all rushes to Innayo' s side and holds the hand she's still attempting to raise. Afnan quickly presses the red button by the bed and within seconds, the nurse on night duty comes rushing with drowsy eyes."What's the problem?" She says annoyed. No one would blame her though. She was woken up from her beauty sleep in the dead of the night by the worst thing possible, a loud blare."She's moving. Get the docto