Fulfilling our promise.

Chapter twelve [plan]

Sometimes you just wished that you are not born in this world and another moment you kept thanking God for blessing your parents with you.

A moment the world seem colorful, bright and sweet later in blink of an eye it becomes dull and sour.

That's how life had been treating jiddah and muhammad. They; both want to believe that, they had moved on, and life seems better without the other company but their hearts were proving them wrong.

Jiddah chose to live her life cheerfully and keep praying over it. It had been three good months since they talked. She will sometimes went to their house, greet his mother, chat with ikram and sometimes with his granny since she's not aware of who is she.

His granny always appreciate her without knowing that jiddah was her so called intended-daughter-inlaw. She will chat with them normally but whenever 'he' as she called him appeared, she come up for an excuse and leave the house.

"mummy good afternoon " Muhammad greeted Jiddah's mummy. "my son how are you"

"I'm fine mummy" "good to hear"

"jiddah we have a visitor bring the chilled zobo hibiscus drink to him".

Jiddah did as she was instructed.

"afternoon mister" she greeted with a smirk.

"how are you dearie " he smirked back with sarcasm ignoring Jiddah's mummy's appearance. "let me leave the two of you here" she spoke.

"no mummy sit back and entertain your guest because I'm leaving my darling-husband-to be is waiting for me outside " jiddah spoke making sure every word comes out perfectly clear.

"what"? She heard Muhammad said more like a whisper.

"you heard it right"

she made her way to their room, baked her face with a kind of makeup she never did. She wore an ankara which fits her perfectly even though it didn't tighten her. She then apply gel on the edges of her hair and combed it gently. She tied the head tie and pushed it back a little revealing the smooth curled hair.

"mummy till i come back" she spoke eyeing Muhammad "don't stay long" her mummy warned.

To say Muhammad was amazed by her secret beauty is an understatement. He tried to look away but it seems like she, jiddah is like a magnet and he is a metal that kept pulling him closer. Everything in his head still and steady.

He had to admit jiddah is secretly beautiful. Alot of girls are more beautiful than her in many ways but then, there is something special in her own case. You couldn't see the beauty in her face at first glance but once you looked at her very well you will like to look back. Such a secretive and hidden beauty.

"stop looking at me because I'm soon to be mrs" with that she went out smiling.

After what seems like eternity of deep thought, muhamnad bade Jiddah's mummy and left home with his shambolic thoughts.

But i promise to keep and fulfill our promise !

That's the thought on each of thier minds.

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"jiddah listen please"

muhammad parked his car at the computer department as he ran to talk to jiddah who was heading to the gate of their faculty, agriculture. She's walking as fast as she could towards the theater to attend the four-six lecture.

"what do you want"? She yelled.

"you were joking about what you said, yesterday, weren't you? He raised his perfectly arched eyebrow.

"did i look like someone who's joking? See I'm late for the lecture" she heaved.

"but please can i come to pick you? We need to talk please swe-.. "

"stop, for your information the love of my life is coming to get me after lecture" she stopped him raising her hand.

"pleassssse" he pleaded with a puppy face.

She glanced at him, a part of her heart felt pity for him. Yes willy nilly, there is a place where his love lies there, in her heart.

"you are still doubting right, then wait and see for your self" she rolled her eyes and left him there. Standing like a failure.

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"jiddah, I'm sorry, i really I'm for all i did. I know i was selfish and arrogant but afterall I'm only a human being who is bound to mistakes everyday" muhammad said after walking to where jiddah was standing.

"the deed have been done, remember you told me I'm not the only girl in the world so you can go and choose whoever you feel at ease with. Plus i told you that i have found someone too, someone who will never talk to me the way you did. " she talked with confidence.

"jiddah please... "

"oh see darling faadil is here, bye". She smiled as the guy who's name is faadil came out of the car. Its not as flashy as Muhammad's car. He opened the front door for her and she hopped in, then he closed the door without even noticing Muhammad.

"bye Muhammad my warmest regards to ikram" she waved through the window grinning.

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"ikky come lets talk" he motioned to a spot on a couch.

"am all ears" ikram said.

"ikram, its not alright between me and.. Um-...jiddah" he scratched his head feeling her name to heavy and tight on his tongue.

"continue, am listening "

"and the fault was.. is mine" he continued talking and explaining to her.

"then what do you want me to do, you have done things the way you want" ikram spoke pissed.

"please little sister help me out. please i can't stand loosing her. "you know that and you did that to her. ;why did you even did that in the first place".

"i never thought things will turn sour. I was angry at that time and couldn't control my temper. "hmmm" she sighed and continued "to be honest what you did was wrong and i think i can't talk to her about you too coming back saboda shi kuma sabon boyfriend din nata tayi ya dashi? Because how will she tell the other one you said she entered his car that she will break up with him? "

Muhammad kept quiet thinking. "little sister just help me and go to their house ".

"alright i will try but just know that if she's not destined to be your wife, she will never be.

"i heard you".

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"so am i done"? Jiddah asked ikram.

"yeah aunty"

"hey call me hauwa or jiddah. What is aunty"?

"alright aunty hauwa? "

"nope"

"okay jidd.. Ops i can't say it i swear.

"you will start very soon" jiddah chuckled.

"okay, i agree let me go"

"so soon? "

"its better i go its getting late".

"alright then greet mummy and hajia. Don't forget what i told you and don't blame me or be angry with me".

"i will, no i understand don't worry i just pray you will be happy forever because you once made me happy again". Kinsan ciwo 'ya mace na 'ya mace ne kar kiji komai. You know a woman's issue is always another woman's own so don't worry.

They talked, remembered and bursted at the memories after an eye contact they shared symbolically and kept demonstrating how ikram was bullied before she bade Jiddah bye and went home.

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"mummy I'm sorry had it been i knew the pictures and their stories will affect you like this i won't have asked you for them" jiddah held her mother's hand.

"its okay jiddah, you are not to be blamed. Everyday, i sleep and woke up with the pain but talking about it rekindle it and it was never your fault you deserve to know" her mother who jiddah found her name to be maryam, broke .

"no mummy lets not talk about it, you see you have started again" she tried to calm her mummy down.

"oya let's play" jiddah spoke laughing and they started.

"change your style" jiddah spoke. And her mother couldn't help but laughed.

She's glad she had cheered up her mother.

"am i your grandma? " Jiddah's mummy asked playfully.

"yes now, you are my mummy, daddy, grandma, grandpa and my relative " she hugged her mum as her mother's eye started filling with tears of pity of her daughter.