“Ma Sha Allah, I could barely recognise you...” Ismail said as soon as he caught up with her and she smiled at him. “So how is Ibadah?” he asked her and she looked at him not knowing what to say because she didn’t know the meaning. “I mean act of worship.” He said smiling at her and she nodded. “Oh... Alihamdulilah...” She said “And your sis?” He asked her and she sighed, her sister seem so off lately and she didn’t know what is wrong with her. She would not share her worries with her no matter how much she tried. “Is there any problem?” You can tell me anything.” He said to her with interest. “It is not that.... Hmmm, never mind... When are you travelling , is your exams results out?” She asked him , she remember him telling he would only go home after the convocation list is out “Yes, Alihamdulilah, I got to see it yesterday, and I will be travelling next week ins sha Allah.” He said to her and saw cloud of sadness on her face. They have become so close over the few weeks. “
“What is it ? Why are you staring at me like that? I am not doing anything wrong, I am just doing the best for us. I want us to have a better life and this man did promise us one.” Her sister said to her and she tried to understand what she was trying to say.“Ehn… what are you saying ? Who is Daddy? What is bless you …. Wait … are you … no… do you now go to church, I do heard Christians neighbors say that to each other.” Ashabi asked her with her heart beating so faster, hoping that it is not true but just staring at her sister , that moment, she need no one to tell her that it was true. “You now go to church?” Ashabi asked and there were tears in her eye. “Ashabi don’t shout… I just want us to get a better life… they said if I start coming to their Church and participate in all activities, they would send us back to school and sponsor us until we get a job.” She explained to her sister who shook her head in denial. “No, I am not going to do that with you… I am not …” She said a
“Is that what you come to the house to tell me?” She asked and he nodded. “I am sorry again.” He said and she wish to shut him down for telling her sorry. “I have never for once see you as a … I always see you just like my sister…and I can’t even begin to see you differently. The proposal has already being sent before I was aware and waiting for my father to do this might take a while and hence why I am here. You are just like a younger sister to me and I really want it to be like that.” He said to her again and without a word, she stood up and went into her bedroom and didn’t come back to the living room, he waited for a while for her before he left the building, she was the only one in the house as it was a weekday, he had thought that he would meet her mother at home but he didn’t and part of him was glad, he didn’t want to see the disappointment on her face.It still baffles him that anyone would want to get married to someone like him. He know she might have been brainwashed an
“What is not good enough… looking for some alternative?” Shade asked looking at him and he swallowed hard. “Yes, I am not comfortable with that.” He said to her and she looked at him with surprise… wondering why he was not comfortable with it.“How about you just be patient … let us keep looking for some other work, I am back now… I will help in whatever way I can ins Sha Allah… “ He promised and she sighed.“We can’t put all responsibility on you Ismail, that is unfair … Ashabi and I had been taking care of ourselves since the death of our parents , you don’t have to take any responsibility … I can do anything as long as it is legit.” She said to him and he swallowed hard.“Normally, you don’t have to do all these… “ He said to her half to himself and she sighed. “So, who is suppose to do this? Did we tell you that we never have brothers , we were three girls and one died with Dad and Mum.” She said “May Allah forgive them and grant them Jannah.” He prayed and sighed with Amin.
“How are you?” Ismail asked as soon as he enter the one bedroom apartment and saw her sitting with her legs stretched out. She was still waiting for her sister who had gone to get her some drugs from the chemist. “Who told you about it?” She asked him and she listened to how he got to know about it from Juliet who lives two rooms before his.“She and her room mate helped me in ...” she said to him. “How will I observe my Salah?” She asked him “I mean the ablution?” She asked him“It is called wudhu Jabira , all you need is to perform wudhu in the best way you can, if you can wipe the surface with water briefly ...” He explained and stared at her legs which was quiet swollen. If there is a wound in any part of the body, then this wound is either uncovered or it is covered with a dressing or bandage. If it is covered with a dressing or bandage, then he should wash the healthy parts of the body, then he should wet his hand with water and wipe over the dressing. If he does this then
She took a deep breath as she opened the door and saw her at the entrance.Why is she here?“As salamualykum waramotullah wabarakatuh.” She greeted her all the same and she was glad she responded. Since her arrival back into the house, both women seem to have totally ignore each other. “Why are you here?” Aziza asked her “I can’t believe you still force him to get you a car because he got me one.” Sadiqah started and her co wife swallowed wondering what best answer to give her, so she just watched her. “You are just a jealous fool.” Sadiqah said and turned to go....“Wait ...” She started calmly and this made Sadiqah stopped on her tracks.“Sadiqah, you know this is not your first time of coming to my house, I am going to warn you for the last time, don’t ever come to my house uninvited... I don’t take disrespect with levity ... So be warned.” She said to Sadiqah. “Now leave my apartment.” She said to her co wife. Sadiqah hesitated for a while before she left the apartment leavi
He always feel two things each time he is with them; At home.At easeAnd most times, he always cautioned himself that he is non mahram to them and he should not feel any of these two feelings… but he just could not help it.“What is the plan about Yasmina... Do you want her to return to her place of work?” He asked her as soon as he was accompanied to his car by the two sisters. “No, I don’t want her to go back.” Shade said to her boss sternly and he sighed.“How about she return back to school?” He suddenly suggested. “Let her get back to school.” He said and looked at Ashabi who was also looking at him. “We have many standard schools in this state.” He said.“Hmmmm, “ Shade said, she didn’t know what to say. “Don’t worry, I will sponsor her through school ins sha Allah.” He said to her and the two sisters exchanged glances and then return their gaze to him. “Sponsor?” Shade asked , that was the fear. “Yes, I will ins sha Allah.” He said to her. “And yes, Yasmina, I got some
Her first day in school was something that would stay in her for the rest of her life, schools seem different from how it was just few years ago and to her it look like a strange land. It seems so different, during the entrance examination results, she could not get in to the second year and had to start from the first year, she was devastated but she know it was from the best. “It better that way, I am sure, you will become better and come to think of it, you will have the chance to start your Tahfidh class, since the class is usually being taught from the beginning in the first year. I can’t wait to see complete your Tahfidh in three years aside from completing your secondary school.” Ismail explained to her. And as a gift from him, he got her a school bag and a shoe. Now four weeks in school, she still do not have any friends and was trying her best to enjoy the school,She took a deep breath as she took her bag and left the class, it is closing time. she is the oldest in schoo
“Break what engagement?” His father asked with surprise “ Are you mad or something? This boy is definitely crazy, don’t you think? How dare you talk back at me?” His father asked Further. “All these were done without my consent , is this not suppose to be my wedding? And I said I am not interested.” He said to his father.“You are crazy? Such audacity? Do you even know what you are talking about?” His mother asked him. “I told you I have someone I am currently dating, we have been together for many years, we love each other, how am I suppose to break up with her just like that?” He asked half pleading . “Was that not why I helped you with it? At least she must have read the newspapers by now.” His mother said.“Mum, that is unfair, I am not going to get married to this girl...I am not.” He said to his parents.“Where do this girl lives? I think I need to pay her a visit.” His mother said to him and he swallowed hard. One thing he is sure of is that exposing Sadiqah identity is li
So Far, So goodAziza gave her a nod as soon as the call got connected. “As salamualykum waramotullah ... Ma’am.” She greeted. “Wa alaykum salam wa rahmatullah wabarakatuh... Who is this ooo?” The voice asked from the other end and she swallowed hard. That was exactly the same question she was asked when she called her just a week ago and the week before and the week before that. “This is Sadiqah ma’am, how are you doing today ma’am?” Sadiqah asked her and exchanged glance with Aziza who was watching and also listening. “Alihamdulilah, who do you want to speak with?” The woman asked again. “I ... I...” Sadiqah said. “Are you sure this is not a strange number?” She asked and Aziza collected the phone from her hand, “As salamualykum wa rahmatullah wabarakatuh Ummu...” Aziza started and the woman instantly recognized Aziza’s voice. “Wa alaykum salam waramotullah wabarakatuh Ummu Habeebullah, is that you?” The woman asked from the other end. “Na’am, how are you and family ma’am
Ma’am, your phone is ringing?” She heard her sale assistant voice called out, she nodded at the girl and collected the phone from her.“Please attend to her need.” Sadiqah instructed her and moved away from the customer, so as to receive her call. “Hello…” The voice said from the other end and her heart missed a beat, she looked behind her as she moved to the far end of the store.“Hello… I know you can hear me.” The voice said to her.“What is it? What is it this time?” Sadiqah asked her.“How are you doing?” Dhikrah asked.“I know you wish I don’t call you…” Dhikrah asked further. “What … why are you calling me?” Sadiqah asked further.“I asked how you are… but you didn’t answer me.” Dhikrah asked calmly.“Don’t you missed your dear friend?” She asked further.“I am going to end this call now… stop calling me.” Sadiqah said and switched off the call, she was breathing heavily and look around to find a place to seat. Hmmm, what is it this time? Why is she calling me again?Haha, w
THE TWIST(The past )She sighed as she dressed up to go to her store that morning. He was still lying on the bed, he had return to bed immediately he return from the Masjid. “Are you not going to work?” She asked him. “I am not on duty.” He said and rolled to the other side of the bed. “Ehn, stand up and start going to your house.” She said to him and he sighed and sat up looking at her. “This is my house.” He said to her. “As if he pay the house rent.” She said to him and he smiled. He is happy she is in good mood. “You always rejected it every year remember.” He said “You are just so proud.” He said to her and she sighed. “Hummm, how best can I tell you that I am not after your money.” She said to him. “Oh, we can see that, Prof daughter.” He teased her and she smiled. “Dhikrah was here yesterday?” He said. “Is that a question for me to reply to? You saw her don’t you? And she was the reason you are here in this house.” She said to him. “If she was not here, I won’t hav
From where they were, they watched some ladies , five in total alighted from the two cars and walked into the stall. “That is Firdaus.” Dhikrah whispered as the ladies walked into the store, a lady was in front while the other four followed her closely. Sadiqah watched her moved towards her, she should be almost the same age as she is, dark in complexion as against the chocolate complexion that she is. She has bit flesh than she is and not as tall as she( Sadiqah) is and then sighed. She is not Luqman spec at all... I am more good-looking than she is...For a minute, the two of them stared at each other for a while, Dhikrah was sitting while Sadiqah was on her feet, not scared at any of them.“Who are you?” Sadiqah finally asked. “Oh, wow, so she can talk.” Firdaus said to her friends. “You mean you don’t know who she is ?” One of the ladies asked and Dhikrah stood up and whispered to her again. “Firdaus.” She said and Sadiqah frowned. “What Firdaus?” She asked..“Who are you?
She opened her eyes and saw him dozing beside her and she sighed. If only he is still the same man I fell in love with … He didn't care anymore … He is just enduring … Is this how we are going to continue like this… Hmmm, and I don’t even have a child If I have one, perhaps it would have been better …I would have had something to hold on to … But I don’t even have any …I have none … And I might never have … Or should I consider IVF .. Ehn… abi, what was the reason for not wanting it before? Will he agree now … He suggested it before? It is surely going to cost us a lot of money. .. She sighed deeply and swallowed hard the tears forming in her eyes.She had been on admission for two weeks and would be discharged soon according to the doctor. .. He had had been there all through and she know he had a lot of nights to repay Aziza and the thought of that caused a lot unease for her … But she know it is inevitable. If only I had a child too. Oh, ya Allah, forgive me all
She came out of the bathroom and met him at the entrance ... “I was about to come check on what you were doing inside... “ He said half teasing and she sighed. He looked a bit calm these days and she was thinking of the best time to have a discussion with him. Perhaps, I should let him know myself ... And damn the consequences ... Abi...before that stupid girl strike ... Ajoke, what is it again?” He asked looking at her and pulled her closer. And suddenly, there was a knock at the door, the couple exchanged glances. “Are you expecting someone?” He asked her and she shook her head ... Could it be the Dhikrah threat? The thought almost give her a heart attack... “Let me go and check...” She said to him ...“With your bath robe? Let me go and check ...” He said to her and walked out of the bedroom while she uses a Khimar immediately and ran out of the bedroom to see who it was.It was Habeebullah by the door ...“She is lying down?” She heard her husband asked and she moved c
Four months later, She walked slowly into her apartment and cleaned off the tears forming from her eyes as she went to lay on the bed ... Tired!!Wasted!!!She hated herself and wished she had not made the mistake of being in that problem in the first place ... Even though she wish she had someone to call but she was scared she might have to explain everything from the beginning , Bit she didn’t want to let anyone know about it... Dhikrah number was not reachable ...And then she recall they had some disagreement some months back and they had not communicate since then, She is the only one that can understand this from the beginning ...But I can’t even let her know it all... Perhaps this is what I have to face for all what I do . How do I tell my family about all of this? How do I even start? I left the house because I could not live with my step mother ... I left because I felt it would be good for every one, And then I fell further into something that should not have ha
MIXED FEELINGSShe signed deeper again and he glanced up from what he was doing and looked at her , she sighed again . “What is the problem this time?” He asked her and she sighed again and was about walking out of the room. “I am talking to you ...” He said to her. “Never mind...” She said to him. “If you know you don’t want me to share it with you , why do you keep doing what you were doing? Don’t you think that was distracting?” He asked her and she sighed again. “And she did it again.” She heard him said. “Don’t disturb me if you don’t want me to share.. I have some things to attend to.” He said to her and watched her leave the room while he returned to the papers he was looking through.In the living room, she sat down on the sofa and she eave a sigh. It is not obvious, He does not really care about me anymoreIt was not like before ... He didn’t care about me at all If he is, at least he would even show he cares about me ... Cou