All Chapters of Ice-Cold Heart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Purewater! Come now, don’t you want to sell me purewater, I want everything.” He said to her and she frowned before she walked slowly to his store, business was slow that day and she had not even sold much since morning and the cold sachet water was no longer cold. “It is not cold ooo.” She said to him. “No problem, take it inside.” The man said to her as usual and she rolled her eyes and went in, she packed the water into the bowl in his shop and stood up hurriedly, she was glad he didn’t made any attempt to touch her like he usually does each time she come to his store, he had been her regular customer for three weeks now and he like buying all sachet water, so most times, she intentionally pass through the store, so as to get her quick money. “Fine girl, why are you going to accept what I am talking to you about?” He asked her as she made an attempt to leave. “In your dreams.” She said to him. “Just once and I will give you money to set you up.” He promised her. “No.” she

She took the almost empty bucket in her hand, there were few sachet in it , she has barely sold one bag that day and she was getting tired, it was the first time she would come out to sell, her sister insisted she stayed in the house to clear her head and each time she want to leave in the morning to sell, she made sure she locked the door so that she would not be able to go out … And funny enough, she accepted the punishment in good faith. She sighed at the thought and walked dejectedly away from Adigun's shop and turned dead ears to him calling … she even ignored the calling from the other men… and for the first time since she started offering herself to men… she felt ashamed … “Purewater… she heard a familiar voice and turned towards it and saw him walking towards her. “How many sachet did you want?” she asked him sadly. “My name is not Pure water. I am Ashabi …” She said to him sadly and he nodded … “Oh … I am sorry, I didn’t know your name.” He said. “How many pure w

“Then how do you pray without regular hijab?” He asked her“What do you mean by regular hijab?” She asked him.“You know for a Muslimah to observe Salah, you need to cover up all the part of your body, leaving at most your face and Palm.” He explained .“No one told me that , I thought it is only the head... You know I wear short and three quarter skirts alot. I only have just a long skirt ..” She said , she and her sister had only few outfits, having lost all their dresses to the fire years ago, the only outfits they were left with were just the few they took with them to school and that is what they have been wearing since the death of their parents, no one seem to care about their outfits.“You can start with that ... And if you don’t mind, I can get you one hijab and a skirt , you can always have it in your bag to pray ...” He said to her.“You will buy one for me ?” She asked with a frown...and he sensed it.“I said if you don’t mind, it is not a must ...” He said to her and sh

“Ma Sha Allah, I could barely recognise you...” Ismail said as soon as he caught up with her and she smiled at him. “So how is Ibadah?” he asked her and she looked at him not knowing what to say because she didn’t know the meaning. “I mean act of worship.” He said smiling at her and she nodded. “Oh... Alihamdulilah...” She said “And your sis?” He asked her and she sighed, her sister seem so off lately and she didn’t know what is wrong with her. She would not share her worries with her no matter how much she tried. “Is there any problem?” You can tell me anything.” He said to her with interest. “It is not that.... Hmmm, never mind... When are you travelling , is your exams results out?” She asked him , she remember him telling he would only go home after the convocation list is out “Yes, Alihamdulilah, I got to see it yesterday, and I will be travelling next week ins sha Allah.” He said to her and saw cloud of sadness on her face. They have become so close over the few weeks. “

“Is that what you come to the house to tell me?” She asked and he nodded. “I am sorry again.” He said and she wish to shut him down for telling her sorry. “I have never for once see you as a … I always see you just like my sister…and I can’t even begin to see you differently. The proposal has already being sent before I was aware and waiting for my father to do this might take a while and hence why I am here. You are just like a younger sister to me and I really want it to be like that.” He said to her again and without a word, she stood up and went into her bedroom and didn’t come back to the living room, he waited for a while for her before he left the building, she was the only one in the house as it was a weekday, he had thought that he would meet her mother at home but he didn’t and part of him was glad, he didn’t want to see the disappointment on her face.It still baffles him that anyone would want to get married to someone like him. He know she might have been brainwashed an