Fulfilling our promise.

Chapter five [The letter]

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-THE LETTER-

Assalamu alaykii habibti, i don't even know where to start from, how are you and mummy? How's studies? I hope all is going smooth and steady.

It really had been a very difficult thing for me to bear the absence of the love of my life. It had been a long couple of days without you i didn't know how it feel to live without you but now, i realized it really is a very difficult thing to do.

Could you believe it that i see you in every blink of my eye?

Can you agree that in every beat of my heart i feel like its screaming your name?

Do you know that you are the last person i think of before i sleep?

Of course you don't. But i know you believe in every single word i wrote.

It had really been tough here without you especially when your phone could not be reached and without no doubt i know your phone is faulty.

Either ways, here is a phone attached to the parcel you can contact me as soon as you received this parcel. My number is at the back of the letter. Looking forward to hear from you very soon. I missed you so much, i love you.

Yours loving,

Muhammad.

Jiddah's eye lit up and twinkled making her lips curved upward without knowing, a wide grin escaped her mouth.

"auuwa (hauwa) jiddah ! Stand up what was my last word " the angry physics teacher snapped.

"sssir.. " she stuttered.

" i said, what was the last word i said" the teacher repeated.

Jiddah knew that she wasn't paying attention so she have no idea of what the teacher said last. She pinched maryam who was sitting close to her, to tell her what the teacher said last.

"he was talking about linear momentum " maryam whispered.

"miss abdulganiyu well done" the physics teacher, mr abdulganiyu spoke directing at maryam sarcastically.

Before he finished, everyone in the class burst out laughing with the way he addressed her. After the laughter died down, he cleared his throat and said

"class let's continue" as he turned and continued writing on the white board.

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"which course do you wish to study"? Jiddah's mummy asked.

"umm I'm not done thinking yet" she replied.

"but you used to tell me you want to be a doctor, did you change your decision "?

"yes mummy, i have changed" jiddah replied.

"then why"?

"i just see that there is nothing to be proud and fancying about in the profession, its just full of wahala and like a burden" she finished pouting her lips.

"its alright then, since you have now understood which course do you have in mind"? Once again, her mom asked.

"i didn't finish deciding " jiddah spoke.

"you should be fast before the JAMB registration close.

"Alright mum".

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"i missed you so much believe me" Muhammad spoke from the other side of the phone.

"okay, then how's russia "? Jiddah skipped the topic.

"it is good, but it would have been better or best if only you are here" he spoke smiling.

Jiddah blushed, and became speechless in as much she is always with him, he could be the death of her one day, she thought smiling.

"you are quiet, are you sleeping ?"

"no, I'm not I'm just hearing you"

"alright, how's our mummy? "

"she's fine" jiddah shortly replied.

"can you please pass the phone to her? " muhammad said in a deep, yet soft voice.

Jiddah gulped so hard, right now she's inside the toilet answering his call how could she even tell him that her mummy didn't know he had given her a new phone.

"she's praying " she lied.

"okay extend my warm greetings"

"in shaa Allah, God willing " she sighed.

"i remember, help me choose which course should I apply for"? Jiddah said in a tiny voice.

"the one you want, but since you are seeking for advice apply for food science and technology "

"i don't want to be caterer or mai tuwo to be frank" jiddah stated pouting as if he's looking at her.

"who told you food science is about cooking"

"that's what i perceived "

"then its not what you think"

"shade more light on it for me"

"food scientists study the physical, microbiological , and chemical makeup of food... And alot of things, browse you will see it" he concluded smiling.

"alright thank you yaya muhammad i will telk mummy about it"

"what do you just say? Who's your brother here" he asked c*****g his eyebrow.

"jiddah how many times will i tell you to stop staying long inside toilet" her mother yelled.

Jiddah quickly mouthed 'good bye' to him and hang up the call, she checked and saw that she spent thirty-one minutes inside toilet talking to Muhammad.

She tied her head gear firmly, and tucked in the phone in it then wore her long hijab. She breathed in and out and finally came out of the bathroom scratching her eyes.

"why are you scratching your eyes" her mother , who will never stop asking about any unsual thing she saw.

"mummy, i started sleeping inside the toilet because of how sleepy I'm; it was your voice that woke me up " she faked-yawned and stretched her hands up.

Jiddah's mum laughed and said " Jiddah you will never change in your life, in ba shashasha ba if not silly who sleeps in the toilet for Allah's sake".

"mummyyyy" she whined pouting.

"if you don't want me to be calling you silly then you have to put that silliness aside and stop doing silly things for some silly reasons. "

Jiddah laughed , she was laughing with all her heart. Her mother, her happiness! She thought! her mother is her only best friend, a person who you can tell your secret and live peacefully without thought of it, being spilled.

She was laughing, she felt the phone slipping all thanks to her hijab she quickly tucked it back.

When she reach her room, which was opposite her mum's and she barely sleep in it its only her cloth and then some things that belonged to her mum.

She sat down and began to think is she really doing the right thing? Why is she even doing all these while her mummy had never told her she disliked muhammad she even like him, then why is she hiding their relationship to her mummy?

What will happen if her mum finds out? How will she feel? Will she be angry and mad at her?

Those are the kind of questions that kept swimming in her head, she's a bit worried because she's not use to hiding things to her mum but in this case, she didn't know why. "i have a solution " she said and smiled to her self.

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"mummy i heard about one course something like food science it sounds interesting tell me more about it" jiddah pretended.

"yeah its a very nice proffessional course apply for it, it covers many scopes, we will talk about it but for now fill it in the registration form".

"alright mummy as you wished" she smiled with great hapiness.

"mummy please i want to visit Muhammad's house " she said in the name of evaluating her mum.

"Jiddah, its because you are friends already with ikram if not i won't have allow you even go near their house, i don't want any bond between me, my blood and the riches. Let me tell you something i don't ever want you to go to their house again because i hate rich people as in i hate them with great passion" "hope you get me" her mother blurted.

Jiddah only nodded and said in her mind ikon Allah! Wonders shall never end.