HURAIRAH :CHAPTER 4

                                    

                                          
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I woke up to the sound of melodious cultural music blaring through the walls of the house, I rubbed the sleep off my eyes as I glanced around the room.
                          
Was there a party happening?
                          
I wore a long hijab over my pyjamas and decided to go check for myself, exiting my room, I saw some maids cleaning the numerous guest rooms we had.
                          
"What's going on?" I asked one of the maids
                          
"Aunty jamilah just arrived with other relatives" she replied , lowering her gaze. I stood there for a while, trying to get my emotions in check.
                          
Aunt Jamila , is my favorite aunt. In every family there's that favorite aunt that you can talk to about anything, aunt jamila was that aunt to me.
                          
I was somewhat happy and sad at the same time, I'm sure her welcome would be short lived and then She'll head back to where she came from.
                          
As I reached downstairs my cousins Khadijah, Saadah, Aisha and asma' engulfed me into a hug. This was a surprise to me because, this group of people and I weren't that kind of touchy feely cousins.
                          
"Can't breathe" I managed to whisper and they let me go, all grinning like maniacs.
                          
"How are you" they asked in unison which made us all laugh.
                          
"I'm fine, how are you" I asked and they all said they were fine too
                          
"Where's aunty Jamilah" I asked, looking around
                          
"The adults are having a meeting" asma' rolled her eyes, whilst picking at her nails.
                          
" you need to tell us everything! " Aisha exclaimed as she shook my shoulders.
                          
"Everything?" 
                          
"Who's the lucky guy! " Khadijah asked and I rolled my eyes.
                          
" he isn't that lucky, anyway his name is fahad" I said nonchalantly. Their eyed went wide with the information, and I didn't miss the smirk that appeared on their faces
                          
" prince fahad" they corrected and I chuckled 
                          
We headed to the back foyer to sit down. I decided to sit in the big hammock in front, because I was the one being interrogated.
                          
We talked for a while and I decided that I was going to take a shower, I excused myself and went to my room, did all morning business and returned back downstairs, by then, the adults voice were loud enough for everyone to hear, and everyone froze, listening to what they were saying.
                          
," you can't just do that to her!" Aunty Jamilahs scream invaded the whole house, making me cringe.
                          
"She's my daughter!, I can do whatever I want to her!" Dad shouted back at her. For a moment, I was shocked at the way he used his voice. I've never heard him shout in my entire life.
                          
I looked at my cousins and they all wore the same worried look on their faces.
                          
"She's also my daughter" moms voice was soft, but we could still hear it
" why are you doing this to her?!" Mom asked, from the way her voice shook, I knew she was already in tears
                          
" and you're getting her married to someone she doesn't even know!" Aunt jamila exclaimed.
                          
" I didn't know my wife before I got married to her, and we are still together, we still share a bond! " dad shouted, making us flinch at the same time "and by the way, I know this boy as well as I know my children, so can you guys please have faith in me? And stop trying to turn my daughter against me"
                          
" you did the same thing to me yaya , you made me Marry someone who I didn't even know, he left us yaya!, he left my children and I" aunty jamila shouted back
                          
"You're ruining Nina's life!" She added before exiting the sitting room, I was at the door so she bumped into me, she looked at me and I saw that she had tears dripping down her face.
                          
"Nina" she whispered and hugged me tightly, I found my arms wrapping around her waist, I hugged her like my life depended on it
                          
She was sobbing hardly on my shoulder, I, on the other hand, had no trace of emotion flowing through me.
                          
Even my tears betrayed me when I needed them.
                          
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