Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Ummi squinted her eyes and groggily get up from the bed, shooting daggers at Ummy for waking her up; though she's on her period. It started yesterday so today is the day for the pain.

"You're such a pain in the neck, you know i'm on my period" she yowled.

"Keh!its not my blankety-blank fault, Mama said i should wake you up,you know visitors were trooping in since yesterday, so breakfast things and all"

She just hissed and entered the toilet, bathe and exited the toilet.

"You're too sluggish" Ummy huffed. "i've been waiting for you since, but you're not ready up till now. It's almost 6, we have to go and help them with the breakfast, you should hurry up abeg".

"Hey young lady! i'm shagged yesterday and you waking me up at 5am is not an easy thing to cope with. Its either you wait for me or just leave me alone please, body no be firewood. You're such a nagger" Ummi snapped, applying lotions on her body.

"Will you please stop giving this your lame excuses? Because they will not be accepted here. It's better to make things snappy"Ummy retaliated.

She just headed to her closset and scavenge for a plain A-shaped ankara gown with its matching veil.

After she applied kajole. "Lets go"she hushed.

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The house is boisterous. Ugh! she hates crowd. Its 6am and already children were frolicking in every crevice and corner of the house. Some were crying while others playing with the higgledy-piggledy pure water sachets and so.

The Mashi's were there frying kosai(beans cake) and making pap(koko).The house is just loathsome.

They met Anty Murja at the kitchen already cooking for Mama's and Baba's special quests, so they will just be handhelp.

"Good morning Anty Murja" they greeted in unison.

"Morning kannen Amarya(morning brides sisters) you're already lushing wlh, it seems tare aka maku dilka da Amaryannan"she teased.

"Ahhhh, No Anty, i'm not lushing. May be Ummi is looking like that" Ummy said, smirking.

She snubbed what Ummy said and drifted to where Anty Murja was cooking.

"Anty what will we help you with" Ummi asked.

"No I'm ok, you guys look flaccid. Especially you"Anty Murja said, gesturing at Ummi.

"Yes Anty, i was soo tired yesterday and this good for nothing girl waked me up at 5am, while knowing i'm on my period and having menstrual cramps"she groaned, rolling her eyes at Ummy.

"Ohhh i'm so sorry sis, i did'nt know, i would'nt have wake you up" Ummy lamented, making her best puppy face.

"Its ok, lets hurriedly finish and you'll escort me to the hoslital before this cramp thing worsen"

They were cooking different types of dishes, Ummi was rummaging for a tray when her phone beeped. Notification sound.

A:hey! Good morning wifey, hope my breakfast will soon be on my door its 7:30 uno. Be a good wife please, and prepare for today; you know i told you its going to be crucial.

"Something most be wrong with this guy, what is he up to with the wifey things? anyway i will see what he is up to today, and its deadline no more till tomorrow. Ughh! This wifey things is really bizarre " she thought.

"Ahhmm Ummi, Mama said you should take this food to Hajia Asiya's son, you know where he is abi?"Anty Murja declared.

Wayyo ni! here they go.

"Yes Anty, he was my classmate, he's in Ya Yusuf's room. Ummy will you mind to escort me please" she stuttered, looking at Ummy ruefully.

"No. Why will i? just to Ya Yusuf's room shine sai anyi escorting dinki sannu princess (wehdone princess)"she blurted, sarcastically with a bow.

"It's not by force" she hissed and squirrel the nutella jar she was nibbling and advance to Ya Yusuf's room; where her husby is.Note the sarcasm.

She stood there for a while until she mustered to knock. Why is she acting like this? Afterall its Al-amin her friend-crush. Just be brave! Her inner conscience scolds.

When the door creak ajar a frisson of alarm ran down her spine.

"Ohhhh Wifey, so you're the one, sorry for making you wait this long dear" he smirked and winked.

"Omooo!what's wrong with this guy for godsake" she hushed.

"Come in please" he offered friskly, grinning. She can notice a triumphant expression on his face.

"No i'm ok. I'll take my leave"

He feign hurt and gave her a ruefull smile. "Don't tell me you've started your snubbing things please" she saw the plea in his eyes.

"No" she grinned. "I was just jesting, i'm kinda sick that's why" she informed, biting her lower lip; because this cramp is getting out of hand.

"OMG! Dear you should've told me, I am your husband and your responsibilities are laid on my shoulders"he smirked.

"Get out! Will you please stop this your bland blandishments? You're incorrigible, i'm in pain and you're there pranking on me"she gruffed and scooted out of the chamber.

"Ayshaaaaa wait" he called out. "I taught you were jesting, please wait" he yelled.

She scrammed to her room where she met Ummy applying make-up. She hissed and lay on her bed, groaning in pain.

"Ohhh Ummi is it the menstrual pain?"Ummy asked, symphatetically.

"Yeah Ummy, lets go please, i need to see a doctor before i faint and i really want to attend this dinner." She stuttered.

"See person; you're there sick but thinking about one dinner. Such an incorrigible person you're"

She was groaning in pain but still mustered and says "If you'll escort me fine, if not; i can go by myself"

"I didn't mean that, lets go." They shambled to the parking lot, but Malam Ummaru is no where to be found.

"Let me go and look for him, its 12noon may be he's with the gatemen." Ummi said and scrabbled to the gate.

She squat down there; massaging her lower abdomen with her right hand, when Al-amin scrammed to where she was.

"I'm sorry Aysha, lets go to the clinic please" he declared.

"I'm okay, Ummy will escort me, she went to look for Malam Ummaru"she answered, biting her lower lip. She does'nt want him to know what is the source of her illness.

There was a deathly hush when Ummy interfere.

"Ummi, Malam Idi said Baba sent him to get his visitors from the airport"

"Okay, lets go back inside and wait for him"

"How? you're in so much pain, let me talk to Mama, may be she can call someone to take us there" Ummy declared sympathetically.

"No need to. Let me take you" Al-amin offered.

Ummy sighed for relief while Ummi staggered to where their car was parked and entered. They zomed off immediately.

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AT THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE.

"Well.... Malama Aysha, we have to inject you because your pain is getting out of hand. Glad, you didn't faint today." Doctor Sama'ila informed.

She grips Ummy's hand frissonly, because injection is the last thing she wants to hear talkless of her being injected.

"You're her brother right?"asked doctor Sama'ila, addressing his question to Al-amin.

"Yes doctor." He answered, snubbing the hot glare Ummi sent his way.

"Well...i'll like it if its your dad, but you too can take his position" Doctor Sama'ila added, scribbling some words.

"Advisingly, i'll like you to marry her off; because that is the only solution for her to be okay. And this medications we're giving her are helping but at thesame time destroying her womb. So please inform your dad about this, her condition is getting serious to the point that when she kept taking medications and injections; I'm sorry to say, she might never conceive"

She petrifiedly looked up because what the doctor said is hair-rising. She shifted her gaze to Al-amin, he is stupefied too but he mustered to answer.

"Okay okay doctor, thank you very much." He stuttered.

They shaked hands and exited the office hushedly.

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"You look flaccid since when we're back or is it because i heard your grizzles while they were injecting you huh?" Ummy asked, teasingly.

"Shut up please! What is it that you don't know about me? Don't you think what the doctor said is eccentric?" She asked gloomily.

"Hey! Don't let it purloin your peace, It's nothing, you can get married even tomorrow together with Ya Husna"she teased.

"Shgia(bastard) even if i can get married with who tho?" she asked curiously.

"Ahh with you fake brother now"she answered sarcastically and giggled.

"You're an arsehole, give me some space please, let me grief for what the doctor said in front of him, its totally bizarre. And besides; he didn't say he loves me, so stop dreaming young lady"

"But he do! From the way he looks at you passionately, wallahi he loves you, may be he's just afraid to tell you"

"We should wait and see, but there is nothing like love beetween us girl. I'm only crushing, may be he's there chilling with another babe"Agghh just the thought of it hurts.

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Al-amin layed gloomily on Ya Yusuf's bed, reminiscing their encouter with the doctor.

He can't wait and watch her in pain, just because he's too small for marriage. Not that his age mates in Bugaje were not married, but socially it never happen with boys of his age in thier society.

He is ruminative, thinking of what will be the solution, and he can't watch someone take her as his wife.

May be he should just talk to Abba about it and solemnized their marriage with Ya Husna's, because Abba is always on his side and insha Allah he'll concurr even, if he discord he'll beseech him and he'll agree insha Allah.

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