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Maiduguri,
Nigeria 🇳🇬

She walks majestically with her eyes glued to the floor, her heart's palpitation increases at every step she takes, her hands were watery and just by the way she bites on her lips cleared how nervous she was.

As if she knows, the moment she passed by him, his strong Arabian perfume that she gets use to blows her nose. For a moment...she felt like closing her eyes and stay more to take in more of his itr she can die for.

She can feel his eyes on her as she increases her pace and walk pass him, only Allah knows what this human being does to her to make her this hyper reactive about him.

She surreptitiously walks towards the stairs but Ayya's aggressive voice stops her

"Gimbiya!!"

She stop right on her track and turns to look at her

"Lalle yaran yanzu 'heyy children of today' wato you don't know how to do salam at all ko? And did you need an eyeglass to know I am right in the parlor or must I ask for you greet me" she snapped at her

She was not in the mood to exchange words with Ayya. Especially now that she doesn't feel her normal self. All she want was to see her self under the covers.

"I'm sorry Ayya. Good morning" she said and did not hesitate to walk further the stairs ignoring Ayya's unreachable voice

The moment she entered her air conditioned room, her eyes forced themselves shut. She threw her self on the bed covering her body with the sheets.

She smiled sheepishly thinking how she gets addicted to him, how her body responds the moment he's nearby. She can't help the feelings. When was all this things..?? she never knows!

The ringtone of her phone derived her back to the reality, she get rid of the sheet and sat on the side of her bed trying to get her phone from her belt-bag that was rapped around her waist

She smiled looking at the screen as it displays her best friend's name Hauwa. She answered right away.

"Ke!!!!! Baba ya yarda!!!! 'Baba agrees!!" Hauwa yelled through the phone making her take away the phone from her ears before placing it back

"You'll burst my eardrum!" She yelled back

"I can't believe I'm finally going to visit Paris!!" She cheered, Saleema shook her head in disbelief

"OMG! Dan Allah?!!" she yelled back adjusting her posture

"I can't believe that myself, please slap me, I want to make sure I am not dreaming" Hauwa said all happy

"Well you know I can't, but I surely will do" she said

"When are you going to travel? I mean Abuja. I thought your final exams starts soon?" Hauwa asked

"Yessoo, soon insha Allah" Saleema answered

"Toh wish you best of luck" she prayed

"Ameen dear. When is your flight?" Saleema asked

"Imagine! Tomorrow!!!" She cheered

"I'm jealous! You're going to have so much fun there" saleema pouted

" yes sure. Don't worry I'm gonna snap a lot of pictures there" she laughed

"Safe journey dear" she replied and they cut off after saying their goodbyes

It was already 7:50 am, she rushed to the bathroom and took a warm relaxing shower as she was just coming from the gym here in the house

She dressed up in her simple high waisted skirt and a long sleeve shirt, doing her hair and rolling her hijab. She grabbed her Qur'an before rushing out.

The moment she stepped into the parlor, Ayya makes a sound that almost makes her laugh, but she ignored not ready to spoil her mood. Ammi was on one of the cushions.

She smiled hugging her tight, then sitting beside her

"Morning ammi na" she greeted and ammi smiled

"Morning Saleema, are you set for the Jam'iya?" Ammi asked smiling

"Yes Ammi, foooooood" she cries making Ayya make another noise, but this time around was more aggressive

Both Ammi and her daughter turned to look at Ayya who pretends as if she wasn't the one that just hissed.

Ammi knows how Ayya and her daughter don't get along, and she gets use to Ayya's childish behaviors

"Gododo dake 'as big as you are' kike wani zagewa mutane baki wai abinci! 'Crying upon food with a wide opened mouth' it's not your fault, It's your parents fault da suka...." before Ayya could finish she cuts her off standing on her feet

"Haba Ayya, yanzu meye ya faru. Kawai idan ba neman fada ba dan Allah, ni dai ba gododo bace, kuma don't include Ammi and Abba in this" She said rolling her eyes, ammi was about to stop her when Ayya angrily walks away to her room

"Haba Saleema, why are you doing this? Kinsan karshenta Ayya ta hada mu da Abban ki" ammi said as she sats down

"I'm tired Ammi, enough is enough gaskiya we're not slaves here" she said pouting

"Still, don't repeat that, your breakfast is ready by now, go on and serve yourself " ammi said and walked to her room too

She sighed and sluggishly walked to the table, this is not the first time this happens between her and Ayya, though Ayya always let Abba blame her but she doesn't care anymore

This old lady is getting on her nerves. She has taken enough of her dramas. She can't bare it anymore

She did her breakfast and headed to the car that is already parked by the exit waiting for her

She slip into it with a Salaam and greeted Mallam Garba who they call "Garbaty" he's a very funny young man and you can't help frowning whenever he's around.

"Wato gimbiya, the moment Hajja 'Ammi' called I knew it's my happy day today, to see your gorgeous face is a pleasure wallahi tallahi" he jokes making her laugh

"Garbatii kai de kullum kana cikin tsokana, kaini dai yanzu kan nayi late ko kuma let me drive my self" she said while laughing

He started the engine..
"Ai Oga yace kar abari kije Tahfeez da mota, gaki da irin mu agida gimbiya Allah na tuba ai kin huta" she laughed again , she shook her head and type away on her phone

The moment she enters the school, she smiled looking at how lucky she was to be brought to such school, she has learned a lot and graduated the holly Qur'an. She thank Allah for his blessings and walk further to take her spot

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