Hajiya Turai's POV..... again 😄

In Alhaji Sanusi's compound everything happens the way I want it to,no one has a direct access to him unless my kids and I.My co wife stays in the house for no purpose for he has no feelings for her anymore.I made sure of that,you can call me a person smart as a fox,very sly,cunning or whatever but I never regret the things I do and my principle is never to take No as an answer from people that aren't my class.

My heart contricts painfully when I remember that the wedding of Ahmad to a classless woman is about to happen soon.I did everything possible to stop it but nothing seems to stop the wedding.My husband has given up,He wants me to let our son be.

But I don't give up,that's a word I detest a lot since secondary school.

When I almost ran out of ideas,a conniving one came to my mind and without the consent of my husband or the cognizance of my co wife,I left the house and asked the driver to take me to Rigar Dala after warning him about saying a word to his master.

"Hajiya the road is a bumpy one,I hope you won't be disturbed" Micheal said taking the route to the village.

"I have been there once,but you know what?" I asked an idea coming to my evil mind yet again.

"No Hajiya"

"I think it's not a good idea going to the village with this car,it's too flashy,where can you get me a car for hire Micheal?"

"I can get you a car right now Ma,In fifteen minutes"

"Alright then"

We waited at the route for exactly fifteen minutes before the car arrived.I dismissed Micheal telling him not to let anyone hear about where I am before ordering the driver to take me to the village.

"But Madam you fit pay 15,000 Naira o" The driver who seem to underestimate me said.

"Hey listen,Just take me to the village,don't undermine me,I will give you 100k"

"Chaaiiii my Madam o" He exclaimed almost dancing.

"Nonsense just drive me there" I scoffed trying my best to hold my laughter.

Within two hours drive we reached the village and after asking several people for directions,we got to locate the house I came to look for.

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Safaa's POV...

Our wedding week is already here.Mama keeps making me take medicines which are from the Islamic centre because they're still afraid I might faint again or the spirits might try to stop the wedding,Granny kept telling us about a lady during their time whose jinns refused to let her get married and how they keep killing her husbands when they did allow her get married,at the end she married seven husbands and died a divorcee.

Inna makes sure she's around when Mama gives me the medicine and I quitely oblige to avoid her non-stop complaints,but I know am okay though Inna keeps saying the ones affected with spiritual problems do not even realise it until they're told.

Abidah and her Mommy have arrived some days ago and I welcomed them heartily.Abidah is now chubbier and she looks fresh,my heart tells me she's pregnant but I didn't voice it out,I know she will tell me eventually.

"Safaa you're so stubborn,just look how cute Ya Salman and his bride look,you refused to take pre wedding pictures and here you are insisting you don't want any event" Abidah complained snatching the slice of Mango I was about to put in my mouth.

"Hey that's mean" I said pinching her hands.

"Ouch,keep being stubborn,You can't avoid Baba's dinner can you?" She said sticking her tongue out to tease me.

"Ughh don't remind me about that dinner,I'd be the most happiest if only Hayatee will say No to Kawu"

"Iyyeee like seriously? You call him Hayatee now? So my brother is your life now? Awwwnnn"

"Stop being a drama queen" I blushed covering my face with my palms.

"Don't be shy Hayatee" She mimicked me.

"Stop it,Thank Allah you're married,I would've chase you round the house"

"Point of correction,I am married and pregnant"

"Whattttt???" I shrieked engulfing her in a bone crushing hug.

"Hey please,don't hurt us" She grinned after our hug.

"Shameless girl,I knew it,you look chubbier,more prettier and all that"

"Shut up,let's go visit Shatou please?" She pleaded like a school girl.

"Did you ask your husband?"

"Oh please,Miss I don't break rules" She said and I furrowed my brows as an answer.

"Alright I will send him a message,Gosh,Yaya Ahmad got himself a submissive wife" She added.

"Yeah whatever" I said going inside my room to take my Hijab.

We walked to see Aisha in silence,the only conversation we had was while she asked me of the location of our market,our Islamic school,the way to the secondary school I attended and other places.We're almost at the entrance of Aisha's house when a man with a white thobe and a long rosary whom I immediately recognised as Moudu blocked my path.I raised my head to tell him a piece of my mind but his expression stopped me.He looked at me like something so pitiful and disgusting before he sprinted to a shop nearby shaking his head like a lizard without saying a word.

"Safaa do you guys have psychopaths here in Rigar Dala" Abidah chuckled.

"You have no idea" I sighed nervously.

"Who was that?" She asked.

"It's Moudu,So tell me how to make that drink,the one you sent the picture of the other day" I tried changing the topic.

"Why was he looking at you that way? Ya Allah he's crazy"

"He is,Abidah please let's not talk about him"

We stopped talking about him again and she didn't even bring it up while we were with Aisha.We went back home after eating lots of village junk foods that Abidah requested.

"Why does your stomach keep groaning even though you ate a lot of food" I teased Abidah while we were getting ready to sleep.

"That's none of your business,Shatou will send me something sweet right now and don't even think I'll share it with you"

"This late?" I scoffed.

"Ya Allah,Safara'u it's just 8:30p.m"

"I don't think her Baba will let her come out this late"

"I didn't say she will bring it,she'll send someone with it" She spat just when her phone began ringing,she picked it up and I lied down on my side of the bed to sleep.

"Safaa,you're not sleeping wallahi,Shatou just called to tell me that there's no one she can send and I want us to go and collect it"

"Abidah it's almost 9p.m I don't want to be in Baba's bad side again"

"Safaa if I don't eat the beans cake I might lose my baby tonight"

"Mtsss you're not serious" I said covering my face with my blanket.

"Don't ignore me" She sniffled.

"Are you really crying? Abidah beans cake was the reason for all my troubles" I whined.

"Just do something,I want it right now" She said stubbornly wiping her tears.

"Ughhh you're such a baby,let me call Maman Jibrin maybe she might let him go and collect it"

I called her and explained everything,She told me not to bother,for she can do anything for a bride.I thanked her and we went to wait for Jibrin at the gate,Because Abidah insisted that she doesn't want my Mama or her mother to see it.

I endlessly kept hissing and rolling my eyes at her but she didn't say a word.I figured out she just wants the beans cake so I found a stool and sat by the gate.

"It makes you crave for a lot of things?" I asked bringing an end to the silence.

"Yeah it does" She smiled slightly blushing.

"I'm sorry for acting up a while ago"

"Oh please,Don't worry,I'm irritating sometimes"

"Here's Jibrin" I said upon sighting him.

"Yawwa,May Allah bless you Jibrin" She beamed giving him some wads of money.

"You don't have to" He declined obediently.

"No please take it" She pleaded and I told him to collect it too.

We went inside and she got to eat her beans cake as if she has never tasted something as sweet as that before.

"I'm going to bed" I announced after we got tired of gisting and talking.

"Sleep well Safaa,Thank you"

"Goodnight" I said before closing my heavy eyelids.

Days went by in a blur and it's now a day to our wedding.I had no events but Abidah and her Mommy stayed with us.Salman's bride did a lot of events and their pictures are all over the social media.Some of my friends and my Mama's came to our house and Mommy made sure I was dolled up.A renowned make up artist came to Rigar Dala just for my sake.

I have no idea how Abidah convinced her to come but the same Monaveebeautylounge whose make up I always adore on instagram made my face that day.I looked like an exquisite bride and more like a person from the elites.

This one and the other Safaa kinda look alike...I think 😂

Mama was so happy,she kept shedding tears of joy.Inna had to take her away from our backyard where we took photos because she knows I might start crying too.

The next day is the wedding Fatiha and the night before it,Inna and Mama called for me and together they told me the do's and don't's of a married woman.I cried my heart out listening to each word they said.

And I cried because I am afraid.

Afraid of my mother inlaw's troubles.

And afraid of what the future holds for me in Yaya Ahmad's house.

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