Abfa : "I'm still hoping it's you and me in the end".

My name is Fatoom Bilal i was born in yola state north eastern region of Nigeria. I grew up in FCT Abuja Federal capital territory. It all started in the year 2007 when they moved to Abuja from Suleja. Everyday after school we do attend an islamic school (madrasa) in the evenings. she was a new student that was enrolled in our madrasa her name is Warda kapshur. The very first day she came she was registered in my class. I didn't like her at all because of the way she talks and behaves.. she has a very sweet and high pitched voice. I said she was faking her voice and all. she stayed in our class and became friends with my class mates. but as for me we never even talked and i never wanted to talk to her. Her best friend was Sa'adatu Garba. They became really close. life continued like that until Sa'adatu and her family were moving to Nasarawa State. I don't know how it happened i and Warda kapshur started talking... We visited each other on daily basis. My siblings became friends with her siblings. Whenever it was time for her to leave my house i will see her off to her house and then she sees me off back to my house. We do that back and forth LOLL. I really don't know how we became friends.. I remember Ameenah her junior sister (RIP) may she rest in peace. I loved that little girl and she loved me too. But now she is late. she passed away in a car accident. It was very tragic. There was a day warda was in my house i remember telling her that i didn't like her initially because of the way she was faking everything about herself, i think she got angry and left my house. I know she felt bad i think my mum called her to calm her down. As we got to know each other more i realized she was never faking anything, she was just being herself. One day i went to their house as usual and there i met her brother. I never saw him before because he was never around.. But that day he was baack from school for holiday and we met. Since then i think i had something on him. I could not tell but i guess she figured it out. His name is Asif Kapshur. He is tall, dark and handsome. He is more finer than warda his sister LOL. He always had an issue with his sister warda. Is either she is doing something wrong or she is not behaving well or she is not dressed well. They always had an issue. And whenever he scolds her she comes to me and tells me. And i am always looking for words to comfort her and tell her Asif is nice person. he only does that because he loves her. She always comes to me to tell me about their fight and i always have something good to say about him. warda started saying why do i always try not to find fault in what Asif does or is it because "you like him" Do you like him"? she kept asking me that. I knew i had something for him but i didnt know what it was. I was 14 years at that time. I didn't even know what having a crush meant. But it was really a crush. We schooled in separate schools but we were mostly together after school. Every one knew us together. We do fight but after every fight we go home sad. you know how it is to fight with best friends. you feel angry with them but at thesame time you are missing them. one Friday afternoon after school was over, we were on our way trekking back home with my school mates when i met someone called Adam he introduced himself to me and told me that he is a son to my mother's friend. He knew my family well so did i but I didnt know him. he told me he was going for friday prayer to the mosque. So he left and i raced back home That was the first time i met Adam. Little did I know that Adam had a crush on me. He even went home and told his mother about me. his mum was very pleased about it. Because my mother and his mother were acquaintance it was easy for the news to travel to my family. my mother was also very pleased about that. Adam was very serious about me. he was already talking about marriage. My father told him that I was still a little girl and he is not getting me married this early. Adam said he could wait for me till the time my father was willing to marry me off. My father told him if he was really interested on me, he should wait when am done with my school and grown much older only then will he talk about marriage. I on the other hand I kept saying no to Adam. I told him that I didn't love him. I told him not to wait for me to grow up because I don't love him. But Adam never gave up. he kept hoping I would one day change my mind. He kept seeing me discreetly with my mother's approval. He buys me expensive gifts, he takes me out. On my birthdays he gets me lots of gifts which I do accept without complain. maybe what made him hopeful was because i was accepting his gifts. I was 16 in the year 2010 when my parents started planning on moving to a new house, far from where we were living at that time. After all the moving and cleaning we finally settled in our new house. It was a bit difficult for warda to see me daily but we still kept in touch on our phones. We do visit each other but because of the distance it takes time before we meet. One weekend after we moved to our new house, warda's mother came to visit my mum. she came along with warda and her siblings. Asif was the person that drove the car to our new house. we welcomed them into our house. His mum entered through the back door and they went straight to my mum's room to meet her. After the pleasant greetings my mum went to show her around the house while i opened the front door for Asif to come in. Asif sat down in the sitting room and I greeted him. I then went to the kitchen to get him something to drink. I came and served him a soft drink in a cup. I then put on the television and handed him the remote control. He asked how I was and how was school. I also asked him about his school. After we greetings i went to the room to meet jy friend warda. I missed her so much. We all chatted and later it was time for them to go home. we went to see them off to their car and waved goodbye to them. The year 2011 i was in SS2 and it was exam period. we were writing our exams. During exam we close earlier than usual. so when we are done with exam each day we either hang in school till its time to close or we go home immediately after writing exam. I and my class mate Sophia decided to go to warda's house after we write our last exam paper. We went to warda's house that day after school. I knocked the door and we entered. we went into the house and greeted her parents and then went to warda's room. we were sitting in the room with the girls when i heard him stepping inside the room saying "salamualaikum" he then stood by the door and said Fatoom how are you I responded to him and he said hello to Sophia aswell. And then he stepped out of the room. When the lunch was ready warda served us food. Her mum made rice and stew. I have always loved warda's mother's cooking. I loved her stew and her okro soup. It was already time for Zuhur prayer after we finished eating we said our prayers.