Chapter Fifteen

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Hajiya Turai's POV 😬

The clock goes Tick Tock Tick...like it's tormenting me.My two sons are running helter skelter preparing for their upcoming wedding and I still can't figure a plan on how I can stop Ahmad's.My life has been frustrated for a over a month no matter what I try,nothing seems to separate Ahmad and that wretched girl Safaa.

"Turai you should've told me not to come visit since you won't even acknowledge my presence" Karimah a friend of mine who came to visit complained.

"I am so sorry Karimah,something is bothering me that's why I'm distant,where were we?"

"I was talking about the Ashoebe and about the women that will go bring your daughter in laws,I will surely be among those going for Ahmad's"

"I still don't think I will allow that wedding Karimah"

"Subhanallah what are you saying Turai?"

"I know what am saying,I don't think Ahmad will get married so just plan for Salman's wedding" I spat.

"Hajiya Turai don't do anything to the  poor girl,that's the only advice I can give you as your close friend"

"Oh please don't preach me" I dismissed her grabbing my phone.

She left my house later leaving me to anxiously wait for my husband who might bring good news about how to stop Ahmadu's wedding.

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SAFAA'S POV.

Life has been good for the past few weeks and it's already two weeks before our wedding.Mama makes me go to Aisha's house where the lady who came from Borno for my gyaran jiki (skin treatment) stays because we don't have an extra room at home.

I usually go to Aisha's house as early as 11am and the treatment goes on for hours making me tired but beautiful.

One morning after helping my Mama with the house chores I received a call from an unknown number.When I picked up the call,I heard Moudu's voice so I hurriedly ended it,heeding to Yaya Ahmad's warning about him.

"Safaa why do you keep on rejecting the call?" My Mama asked taking my phone.

"Maa it's Moudu that's calling me and by Allah I don't know where he got my number"

"Tohh block the number as soon as possible" She said going back to her room.

I went after her to inform her that I will go for my daily gyaran jiki at Aisha's house.She warned me to be careful and make sure I return home on time.

On my way to Aisha's house,I met Hajja Dada carrying heaps of leather bags and she asked me to help her carry them to her house since it's close to Aisha's.

Hajja Dada is a contemptuous woman and she's the mother of the famous Moudu,but she's old and my Mama always tell me to respect whosoever is older than I am.

"No problem,I can help you" I said collecting some of the bags.

She kept asking me silly questions about my soon to be husband which I answered because I don't want to be mean.

"Thank you so much Safara'u" She said when we reached her house.

"Don't thank me please,I will go now,take care"

"No wait please,I have to reward you for this help,I have a freshly made fura come sit and have some" She offered.

"No Thank you" I kindly refused.

"So because I am poor you won't take something from my house right?"

"No it's not like that Hajja,please don't misunderstand me"

"If you don't want me to misunderstand it then accept my offer,just sip a little and make an old lady happy" She smiled.

"It's alright" I smiled back and she went inside her small kitchen to bring the fura.

After some sips I began feeling hypnotic and I eventually slip into oblivion and thereafter darkness enveloped me.I felt like I have been sleeping for decades when I opened my eyes.

"What happened to me?" I asked her my eyes already brimming with unshed tears.

"You passed out just for an hour my daughter,I don't know what made you pass out"

"What do you mean by you don't know what made me pass out?" I asked her sobbing like a small kid who lost his candy.

"I can swear if you want me to,I don't know why you passed out.I just let you sleep"

"I'm going" I announced abruptly standing up.

"I think I have to go see your mother maybe you're posessed by jinns and they're making themselves known because your wedding is soon" She kept blabbing and I didn't wait to hear her out.

"Assalamu Alaikum" I salaamed with a shaky voice when I reached Aisha's home.

"Safaa mey haka? (What is it?) Why are you crying?" Umma asked me and I told her everything.

She called for my Mama and together they went to Hajja Dada's house to ask her about what really happened leaving me and Aisha at home.They came back when Yaana was already waxing my skin and from the bedroom we were in,I could hear Umma telling Mama in a hushed tone that she believes what Hajja Dada told them since she said I did some unusual things before passing out.

"I will advise you to make Safaa use the medicine she gave us,you know elderly people easily recognise this kinds of spiritual issues" Umma advised using the same tone as Mama.

"I don't think Safaa has a spiritual problem Umma'n Aisha" My Mama argued.

"Just try using the medicine,you never know if she has them since childhood" Umma continued and I zoned out thinking about what the evil old lady mixed inside that fura.

Within some hours Yaana finished my skin treatment and we went back home with my Mama.I overheard Mama explaining the same thing they were talking about with Umma to my granny and the old lady agreed to go seek for help for me in the Islamic medicine centre we have at Rigar Dala.I got fed up and left my room to go watch Tv at the living room but they followed me. 

"Bring the black seed and use it as incense" I heard granny whispering to my Mama.

"Why should she do that Inna?" I asked her.

"Don't interfere when elders are talking Safaa" She scolded me and I quitely concentrated on what I was doing before,watching Tv.

I watched as my Mama used black seed as incense thinking I will faint or the spirits they think possessed me will surface and talk.

"Mama can you stop please" I begged her.

"Ehen I told you they hate black seed" Inna my old granny chirped in.

"Maa stop it,why don't you all ask me what that wretched old woman did to me earlier? You're all busy believing what she told you,I'm not possessed and wallahi that woman is lying,she mixed something in the fura she gave me" I complained bursting into tears.

"It's okay Safaa,calm down" My Mama consoled me.

"No I can't calm down,leave me alone" I shouted rushing back to my room.

I cried and cried until I couldn't cry no more and after calming down,I called my love but I didn't tell him what happened that day and why my voice seems so low and hoarse.

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Ramadan Mubarak dearest readers. ❤❤

Here's a little broadcast I got from a loved one.

Once Moosa (AS) asked Allah Ta'ala: O Allah! You have granted me the honor and privilege of talking to you directly, Have you given this privilege to any other person? Allah Ta'ala replied, O!! Moosa during the last period I am going to send an ummat, who will be the Ummat of Muhammad (SAW) with dry lips, parched tongues, emaciated body with eyes sunken deep into their sockets, with livers dry and stomachs suffering the pangs of hunger- will call out to me (in du'a) they will be much closer to me than you O Moosa! while you speak to me there are 70,000 veils between you and me but at the time of iftaar there will not be a single veil between me and the fasting Ummati of Muhammad (SAW) O!! Moosa I have taken upon myself the responsibility that at the time of iftaar I will never refuse the dua of a fasting person!

Sub'hanallah!!
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