One Minute: Hausa Love Story

OM 20

Abu Mas'ud 'Uqbah bin 'Amr al-Ansari al-Badri, radiyallahu 'anhu, reported that the Messenger of Allah, sallallahu 'alayhi wasallam, said:
"Among the things that people have found from the words of the previous prophets was: 'If you feel no shame, then do as you wish.'"

[Al-Bukhari]

First interpretation: If you have no modesty, then do whatever you wish and Allah will punish you for what you do.
Second interpretation: If you are contemplating an act and it is an act such that there is no reason to be ashamed of doing it before Allah or the people, then you may do that act.
Third interpretation: If a person does not have any modesty, then there is nothing to prevent him/her from doing anything.

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"Sister!" She heard a voice shout as she slept, the voice sounded familiar but she didn't bother cracking her brain for answers as she turned around and covered herself with the blanket.

She felt a body slammed into hers and she let out a startled cry before squinting an eye open. She pushed the body off of her which resulted in the person being thrown down from the bed.

"What the..?!" The person exclaimed.

Hafsat.

That voice was Hafsat's!

It took a minute before she realized that and she abruptly got up peeping down a little to see her on the floor slightly groaning. Aysha let out a shout before she jumped on her.

"Oh lord help" Hafsat shouted feeling the brunt of her weight.

Aysha paid no heed to Hafsat instead she gave her a bone crushing hug.

"When did you come? Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I thought you were coming back next week? Weren't you supposed to land in Kano? Why the change of plans?" Aysha kept shooting questions at her.

"You have to get off of me before I can answer your questions" She gasped out.

She reluctantly stood up and then gave her a hand which she willingly accepted, Hafsat stood up gasping for air and they both plopped down on the bed.

"Calm down girl, so many questions" she teased. "To answer your questions" she stressed the last word "I came back today and it was supposed to be a surprise because of some change of plans"

"Why?" She asked confused.

"Haba mana, you are getting married in nine days and you're asking me why I'm here?" She laughed.

"Oh yeah, right" she answered the smile slowly leaving her face.

"Oh" she mimicked her "that reminds me I just saw your wedding IV, everybody is going all out for this wedding fa" she exclaimed as if saying the hottest gist.

"Really?" She asked uninterestedly.

"Yes, I think I came in with one invite sef" she said as she started to look around, she carried something from the top of the side drawer. She handed her a pouch of some sort that was made from silk. Aysha stared at the pouch as if it was a bomb of some sort before she finally slipped the pouch revealing a scroll of silk. She reluctantly rolled it out. A handwritten invitation in a silk scroll. Staring back at her was an invitation that was handwritten in a perfect cursive handwriting with a gold ink that was probably worth more than necessary, and to think all over seven hundred invitations were done this way.

"This is unbelievably ridiculous!" She exclaimed staring at invitation. It just doesn't make any sense.

"I know right! This is how all of them are" Hafsat said laughing.