My Priceless Jewel
He was silent for a while, and then shrugged later on, vowing to mind his business and see to it that juwairiyyah is his!
Juwairiyyah woke up the next day feeling sober, with a lot on her mind, her eyes swollen into big balls like oranges, she looked like a new mad woman, who just came out of the psychiatric hospital. She was wearing a skirt and blouse, made of a fabric called "shadda" baby pink in color. She walked down straight to the kitchen, where uwani was busy preparing the morning breakfast.
"Good morning" she greated, as she took a plate from the plate rack, going straight to the food warmer Uwani kept the yam and egg she was frying.