LOGIN"Sarauniya!" I said almost loudly but not enough for my friend Bilal to hear "Who is she?" "Aaliyah. She's the late Alhaji Mujib's daughter." Bilal said seeming uninterested about the topic. "Ina gidan su?" I asked, sounding a bit like a crazy stalker. "Ka kamu da ciwon so ko?" He asked as a smile spreads across his face "They live in Asokoro district. Remember Aunty Shamsiyya's house? The place isn't far from your habibty's home too." "Ok, thank you. Allah ya maka albarka." " Let me know when i should be expecting an invitation card." Hamza said while trying to stifle his laughter but fails woefully and i smack him on his arm as payback, joining him to laugh too. I wanted to follow her and speak to her but I heard the music start, signaling the commencement of Bilal's cousin Nadiya and her Groom; Saleem's Overpriced dinner party for both families. ******* This is Aaliyah's story from grass to grace as she faces obstacles created by her aunt who has done nothing but torture her since her parent's death. She has managed to take the little wealth her father had left in this world and has squandered it for herself and her only daughter, Nadiya. Aaliyah's only way out is when aunty Raliya tries to sell her off to a man who's twice her fathers' age but she's swept off her feet by another who's done nothing but try to make her happy. Read to know how she struggles to dodge every rock thrown her way and how she manages to reach the top victorious.
View More•Hamza"His name is Safwan. You'll call him when you go back to Abuja. He handles all your mum's businesses. Just tell him I sent you.""Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Aunty B. You're the best. You've made my day." I said while dragging my box as I rushed out the door."But don't tell your father or anyone at all. Also you can't tell your mother I'm the one that sent you. I'll speak to her about it on my own."I smiled in appreciation before making a beeline to my car and throwing my box to the back seat. It felt like I was dying as I drove to the airport.I drove as fast as I could knowing the speed limit here was 40mph. I took the car back to the car rental at the airport and boarded the plane back to Abuja.****I'm finally back in Abuja but I'm yet to speak to this Safwan I'm supposed to be meeting.He's been on
•Aaliyah"I'm about to board the plane. You better cook something before I come back.""What would you like to eat?""Stupid girl! What else will I want to eat?"I listened in silence for her to finish ranting. She didn't explain and she wanted me to just know magically. Do I look like a psychic to her?"Can't you hear me?! Abi you've turned deaf?"I really didn't have anything to say because she always did this. I ask what she wants, she makes noise, insults me and at the end she'll still say what she wants after all the noise making. Crazy woman..."Oh because I'm not there you think you can disrespect me ko? Be expecting the greatest beat down of your life when I come back. Cook jollof rice and make chicken pepper soup. If you like make it too little. Me and Mairo will be coming together. Idan kika ga dama kiyi ba
•RaliyaIt's been three days since me and Alhaji Tanimu flew to Agadez.I want to go out with Hajiya Mairo to visit the malam that came all the way from Zindar to see us but he's too clingy. At first he wasn't so obsessed with my presence and now I have no idea why.The other day he said I love you. He knows I can't love anybody so why is he telling me that? This relationship was based on his wealth and he clearly knows it so his change in character is slightly amusing but definitely irritating me to the point of leaving him but I'll stay to gather all that I can get from his deep pockets."Masoyi na (My love)!" I sat on the bed beside him, folding my legs not to push his feet."One and only, what is it?" He dusted his trousers covered in biscuit crumbs and sat up straight."Toh ka san aminiyata Hajiya Mairo ta shigo gari kuma (You know my friend Haji
•HamzaAnd that's how we lived in misery for two weeks.No messages, an unreachable number and a devastated family.We called severally and she would reject our calls or her number would be totally be unavailable.Sigh.My father is the one who was affected the most. He tries to put on a strong face for us while we sit to eat our meals together but I alone knew he would cry all night and would wake up each night to pray for her return at 03:00am each night. He was a devout Muslim but this alone brought him closer to the Almighty. If he died at this moment I'm sure he'd make it all the way to Jannah (paradise) without delay.I on the other hand, have cried till there were no more tears left to cry. I'm closest to her yet I feel the most indifferent. I love her with all my heart but deep down I can't help it to think wha