IN TWENTY ONE DAYS (Preview)

12; HENNA-PARTY.

ABUJA, NIGERIA.

"Ask him if we can take his new car, please?" Fayha insisted upon sighting the new car sitting in the garage which was a gift from his father when he got another rank at work but he wanted to rock it to the wedding.

"I'm not going to ask him anything, let's use my car." Amani rolled her eyes and started making her way to her Ford when Fayha drew her away from the car and settle her right in front of the Mercedes Benz G-63 AMG.

"Please. I know he wants to rock his wedding but I really want to see their reaction after seeing us coming out from this car. And here, wear this." She removed two sunglasses from her clutch and gave one to Amani.

"You will pay for this." Bushra mumbled before she removed her brand new phone from her clutch earning a low whistle from Fayha by the side.

"Oh my God, you already have 12 promax?! What?! When did this happen?!" She bombarded her with questions to which she only rolled her eyes at and dialled her husband's number not bothering to answer her melodramatic cousin as she continue to gawk at her like she's an alien.

"Hey, Maan." She said into the phone when he picked up after the third ring. He must be very busy then, she almost hung up.

"Yeah, Beyoncé. What is it?" He asked and from the background, she heard her brothers yelling 'that's my sister' and then shuffling.

"Tell those Dumbos to be mature for once since they are getting married. Anyway, can I take your new car?" She nibbled with her lower lip unconsciously then removed it when she tasted the strawberry lip gloss she's applied earlier.

"Sure, the key is in your makeup drawer." And they exchanged last I love yous before hanging up.

"Go bring the key from my makeup drawer. Since you want the car, get the key. I am not going back into that house again." She informed Fayha about his agreement for them to use the car.

Shortly, Fayha is already on the driver's side of the car driving them to the said venue. There is a question she is itching to ask her but had to keep her mouth shut not to act to oblivion about her said crush, but then again, she really can't keep quite knowing this will help her get what she wants. It will help her in so many ways so with a teasing smile and carefree nature, she beamed at her cousin before she finally asked the gnawing question.

"Who is getting married?" From the look of obviousness and deadpan on Amani's face, Fayha rephrased her words, "Who was it you were talking to MM about on phone earlier?"

"Oh, that. I was just teasing my bachelors of brothers. They are not thinking about getting married anytime soon so I tease them about it all the time." She changed the topic, not wanting her mouth to slip and she will go on telling Fayha about what happened in her house few nights ago. She wants to surprise her after the whole wedding is over.

"Oh okay." Fayha sighed in relief and push the buttons in the car, putting the song to it's highest volume making Amani shake her head at her crazy cousin. It looks like she has some master plan up her sleeve so Amani will patiently wait. She hit her head at the song playing, 'Fem by Davido' while smiling, she likes the guy.

They arrived some minutes later and hoped off the car. The place is an open place so everyone is sitting outside when they packed their car. So many eyes followed them and like slow motion, they removed their shades at the same time before making their way to the event palace. Everyone's attention was on them, they walk like models, their clothes are something everyone wants to wear. Not to talk about those killer heels, beautiful expensive clutch, they've killed each and every single breathing specie that is sitting there.