loving an idea is all about creating it,it's the best way to manifest it,the sun ooks very bright and warm,the flowers were beginning to fold back into their cubs, nursing goats and chickens were escorting to their little ones to the warm sun,the compound looks disorganized, plates left since last nights event return of Nene to Baba's house were kept unwashed and not properly kept, flies buzzing up and down,the bad smell from the running gutter polluting the whole compound, it's obvious that division of labor is very crucial,one won't appreciate all of this until that person is left with nothing but the whole chores to do alone.Alisa has to do all the chores alone,but however she has a friend to call who will assist her even though Malisa may turn down her request.
she still feels she has to call her for help,on her way to Malisa's house she saw jijo with a letter,looks like a child's play,she's knows the kind of person her friend is,not really a letter freak,many things will freak him but not a letter,even though she knows of his little affection for her but she refuses to give any attention to it,but in a bit she was kind of happy that last he has gotten someone who will take away his thoughts,as she took away the letter from him.
To her greatest surprise it Malisa who wrote the letter telling him how much she loves him,and how she can go an extra mile,just to be with him,to Alisa it was more like a shock because to her Malisa hates jijo and would have nothing to do with him,she began to have flash back memories,why will her friend mix love and hate,how ever she moved on and pretended like it's not true,still moving towards Malisa's house to call her and ask for her help on her rigorous chores at hom.
Malisa's compound,
sitting on a couch under the tree receiving the fresh air sipping a chilled Chapman made by chef Gman and listening to a cool music was the spoiled brat Malisa,common girl I need your help says Alisa,and when did I become Google? says Malisa, Savage....well on what if I may ask,trying to ignore her, little house chores she replied,hell no yelled Malisa,the last time I checked i am not your maid,okay thanks, trying to use the door and then suddenly take a pause and said,I saw jijo,I think he will help let me hurry and catch up with him,on hearing this Malisa hurriedly rush to meet her full of shock.
life has been very hard for Alisa,all her friends don't want to play with her,and Nene despises her because of Baba's love for her,yet she remain the most admired by the boys due to her dazzling beauty, her curvy body and long silky hair,she is the most beautiful girl in the town, both the girls and boys admired her.
Baba's busy schedule does not exclude the candle stories he gives her and the Qur'anic recitation they have every weekend. one if the famous stories he tells her is about the ancient city of Zaria, where her mother hail from and the bravery of a h****n,Queen Amina of zazzau,who has faught battles and defeated men,and old daura empire and the raise and fall of uthman Dan fodio,all in Nigeria,Alisa could remember him telling her of her visit to daura when she was a baby with her mother
to visit her aunt,at kofar arewa and how she always drank water from the great kusugu well.
Nothing Drew her attention like the fact that she travelled to places when she was a baby and she always pray to travel again as a grown up girl.
silence broke when her father said he has spoke with Malisa's father and have decided on which college to send them,her heart started beating very fast,her feets bacame very cold,all her mind moved to Zaria praying its zazzau, until she heard him say Umoja,Alisa never heard him mentioned that before,only Nene who will not take a day without mentioning Umoja.i hope it's not her idea of killing me, Alisa's face looking straight as if she has seen an angel of death,I hope you are okay with that,umoja from here is a 5 hours journey.Aside the journey I want you to have experience about life, people there are very religious, f*********n and it's likes are alien behaviors and are not accepted.
The school is girls collage of arts and science umoja, they wear hijab and skirt as their uniform, student of the college are said to have good character.Your admission letters will be sent to me by Wednesday and from there preparations for your journey Will commence,okay baba.
Nene came in from the inner room wearing a long sudanese gown, making her looks older than her age,with a broad smile pretending to fake love in front of baba,Alisa dear how are you trying to tie the lose scarf,she always tie her scarf like a starch seller,am fine thank you said Alisa,in a loud tone she said,you will enjoy umoja very well,I have plenty friends there and my elder sister is there too with her family,on hearing this Alisa knew if she ever mess up she would be in trouble because she despises her.
And you have to be very careful despite their religious background their boys can be very naughty,says Nene and one will imagine why she talks like that,baba looked at her as she awakens the silence in him...
I think I will go and meet Malisa and hear her view about the school,and also jiijo may be he has little to tell about the school,Alisa whispered to herself.