"Firstly, this can only be black magic." Matt said as he walked into her office on Monday morning.
She eyed him. "A very good morning to you too young man."
"How are you getting married and you didn't tell me?" He asked her, Sabeerah saw Sarah's eyes widen from the corner of the room.
"I told you now." She said shrugging.
"By texting me, Matt I'm somehow going to get married to someone called Sufyan Khalid, find out all you can about his relationship with another someone called Ahlam. Really Sabeerah?" He asked.
She nodded. "Yes, what's wrong?'
He gave her a look of annoyance before settling himself on the couch. "You're something else."
"So I've been told."
"God! When did this happen? We're together almost all the time and I had no idea, I don't even know what to think." Matt said.
"Don't be dramatic Matt, you don'
"Oh be fast and come out already." Sabeerah heard Umama scream from her room. She was in her closet trying out one of the numerous clothes the tailor had just brought in.Her wedding was in one month time and somehow it seemed they were behind preparations, everything was moving as fast as possible so they could meet up for the wedding.Sabeerah stared at the mirror before her as she ran her hand through the one of traditional wears she was going to be wearing on the day of her Kamu. The Ankara was sewn into a blouse and a fitted skirt that flowed down and covered her feet, it was beautiful.She finally went out of the room into her main bedroom where her mother, the tailor, her friends and two of her aunts were seated."It's beautiful." They cooed admiringly as they all surrounded her, from the side of her eyes, she saw the tailor hur
"That was nice." Sabeerah said.He raised a brow. "Just nice?"She nodded. "Just nice." She affirmed."You can't even admit to truly enjoying yourself, it must suck to be you." Sufyan said with a sympathetic expression.She was shocked, "you are so... I don't even know. What?""What is it again?" He looked at her confusedly."You're not alright." She said."But it's the truth, I'm sure you've not had so much fun in years like you did today, you were so carefree and you walked in water not minding that your trouser something would get wet." He pointed out.She glared at him. "It's not trouser something, it's CROCHET!""When I said you shouldn'
Playing loudly from the speaker was Hamisu Beaker's Jarumar Matar, everyone else was jolly as they sang along to it, the mood expressed immense joy and hers too. It was the second day of her wedding programme, the wedding Walima.The men from her family and his were at the mosque with an Imam to get her an Sufyan married in the eyes of Allah. Sabeerah was very nervous, she was seated in her bedroom dressed up in a blue laced dress, her face had been adorned with make up, her hands shone brightly, yesterday had been the Salle where all the ladies had gathered for Henna to be designed on their hands and feet by professional Henna designers.Sabeerah's Henna was a mix of black and red that suited her skin color perfectly, leaving her looking all the part of a stunning bride. Everyone around her showered her praises and the older woman paused to throw in an unsolicited advice or two, it didn't e
On some days Sabeerah couldn't recognize faces, faces she's known for years will morph into a stranger's, and only then will she begin to notice their features, how their lips was stretched to their cheeks, or how full it was. How large their nose were or so pointy, she didn't think they could breathe well... All these she noticed when she was tired and just wanted to travel to somewhere like Mauritius and spoil herself silly, it's been ages she'd travel for a vacation, maybe during her teenage days."So we told the owners of the property that we won't be able to buy it and they've refused to reduce the price..."Her assistant's voice jolted her to the present where she was seated in her vast office and the girl droned about whatever she was droning about. She'd been staring at her intently as if she was listening meanwhile she was studying her face and wondering how she never noticed one of her eye was larger than the other.
Sufyan frowned his face and folded his arms around his chest when he saw her coming, he was trying to fake anger."I'm so sorry." She said in her tiny voice before stretching to kiss his cheek. He almost smiled, even on heels, she had to stretch to reach him... Short girls were the cutest just that his sister wasn't among, she was as annoying as every little sister."Haba Maryam, for one hour, a whole hour. Do you know what I could've done with my time?""I know and I'm sorry Brother Sufyan, but guess what?" She asked excitedly."What?" He asked in a bored voice, he'd been waiting for her outside the mall and now he just wanted to go hangout with his friend and his family, most especially his little cute twins."Don't freak out but I just met Halima from our former neighborhood, she's making her payments, I told her you were waiting for me outside and she's so excited to see you."
"I'm worried for her, she's twenty eight and married to her job. You know this is entirely your fault." His wife said folding her veils in accordance to color on her wardrobe."I don't get how it's my fault your adult daughter isn't interested in getting married." He said rolling over to look at her."Well you caused it, it's always Sabeerah acquire those buildings, Sabeerah make sure construction starts today, Sabeerah why hasn't the roofing equipments been delivered?" She said turning to look at him with accusing eyes."Well the family business must move." He said shrugging."Yes but she needs to be married AbdulMalik, these men are even intimidated by her, why don't you reduce her workload?" She asked softly."I can't do that, Sabeerah is useful to the companies.""But you don't appreciate her enough and Aakhil works less, he's the one who's going to be in charge one day, why don
Sufyan had an impish smile on his face as he drove to Asokoro district. His friend, Hassan was in the passenger seat looking terrified."The girl is scary man! I haven't met her but I feel like pissing my pants already." Hassan said."How can you be going to meet a girl for the first time and you're this scared? Why'd you even agree to it?" Sufyan asked."It's all my mom, she wouldn't stop bugging me about the whole thing. Apparently the girl's mom is her friend's cousin and they're worried she isn't married since she's old and all that."Sufyan honestly was tired of family members pushing for someone to get married."If she's as old as you say, isn't she supposed to be desperate to marry anyone? I mean most people tend to be, it's just humanly." He hadn't met this girl but he was intrigued by the whole situation."She definitely isn't, you know Shar'ib real estate and construction
Sabeerah intentionally took her time before coming down, she didn't bother changing out of her casual wear. She just wanted to get this meeting over with, if he was who she wanted, let the marriage whatever begin.She headed into the mini parlor and as soon as she stepped in, her eyes met with a man seated on the couch.He had smooth dark skin and beautiful face, her lips involuntarily lifted up in a smirk, she'd met different men from different places, very handsome ones, princes who'd been interested in her so him being good looking wasn't endearing, it was just a bonus.Her mother expressed her distaste in Sabeerah's outfit and tardiness with her eyes.With a tight-lipped smile she said, "Sabeerah, come and sit."The other man probably her to-be husband's friend turned to look at her, she saw him gulp before smiling at her awkwardly.Sabeerah sat next to her mother."You could've dres