Chapter 10: Chapter 10

Well, That morning, Humaira planned to see Doctor Ibrahim before attending the English class. Firdausi wanted to accompany her but she opposed saying, she would do better, alone. Although, Firdausi was worried, she left Humaira because she respected her privacy.

"Okay, I'll be going to study in the library then....."

"Yes, That would be good. " humaira smile. "See you in Prof's Charles class."

" Okay, bye then."

"Bye!"

The girls separates ways.

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Allahu Waliyyu lazinna 'ammanu yukhrijuunhum minazulumaati ilan-nuur, wal-lazina kafaru auliyaa'ummutaghuut, yukh-rijuunahum minan-nurr ilaz-zulumaat, ulaika as-haashabun-naar hum fiihaa khaalidun

"Allah is the Protector of those who have faith: from the dept of darkness. He will lead us forth into light. Of those who Result faith, the patrons are the evil ones: from light they will lead them forth into the depth of darkness. They will be companion of fire to dwell therein forever."

Humaira made silent prayers as she wanted into the office. What she's thinking mustn't happen. She cloves her eyes, wondering around the clinic entrance. Just then, she saw someone from a distance, It was Kelechi Samuel. A girl from another room in her hostel, she always use to be with Khayr and Zayda.

Kelechi rushed to where Humaira was. The look on Humaira's face was frozen.

""Eh girl!" She started. "How far, have you gotten the results already?"

" No.. Not yet." Humaira stammered faking a smile.

She knows who kelly is? Everyone knows what Kelechi Samuel was capable of... Madam Kel-Memer! Always have an active ear and mouth.

"I guess you're scared but don't worry!" she gained her arm "I'm always here for you."

Kelechi pulled her into Doctor Ibrahim's office.

"Ah! It's you... " he muttered as the girls wanted into his office. He's been expected Humaira for a while now and here she is.

"Take a seat." he offered.

The both of them say on the chairs before them. Humaira looked announced but Kelly was happy. Just happy for no reason, exactly.

"Okay, so here is your result for yesterday's test. Doctor Ibrahim brought out a brown envelope from under his she's and hands it to Humaira. Kelechi switch collect the envelope from her.

"Let's see how deep mosquitoes have bitten into our innocentie! " she jokes and brings out the result. Humaira wanted to snatched the Result from her hand but she jerked.

"OMG! What this?.... A pregancy result?!"

"Yes, you're tasted to be positive, Humaira." the doctor declared. "I was wondering if I made a mistake but no... It isn't. You're actually pregnant, Humaira. Three weeks pregnant. "

The look on Humaira's face went blank, she wasn't hearing anything except the sound of her heartbeats.

It was what she was thinking... Pregnancy.

'How would she face the world with this? What would be her fate now? Who would she talk to? Who would she confide in?' About a thousand and one questions popped her memory at once.

She looked so confused, sad and after at the same time. The after burdens in her heart right that minute wasn't for anyone around her...

'It was for Alhaji Musa. That bastard! That devil!! He running me...'

Kelly hands back the paper to Humaira. Staring at the Pregnancy Result As if it was a death sentence, her sad eyes were fallen with tears as she was heartbroken.

Doctor Ibrahim read the emotions on her face and understood what it means. She wasn't ready for any of these, definitely. But how can a girl As innocent As Humaira Sanni Ahmad become pregnant? How long was she trying to keep this or is she seeing someone?

"Excuse us," Doctor Ibrahim older." I'll like to have a discussion with Humaira, alone. "

"Okay, see you at the hostel!" Kelly Fake a smile and wakes out of the office.

Most people calls Kelechi, Kelly for short. She's As popular as money in Amina's hostel and the best gods open so far. Well, none of these was a brother to Humaira right now, she know she would spread the news already, even an angel from heaven can't stop Kelly from spreading rumor. She's just a shit that would always smell, no matter what. What was making Humaira go gaga right now is the fact that Alhaji Musa impregnated her. He took adventure of her innocence, how could he? How would she face him again, after what he has done....

"Is there anything you would like to discuss with me? " Doctor brought up but Humaira was lost deep in her own thoughts as tears were already streaming down her eyes.

"Humaira! It's you I'm talking to." he brought up again. "Are you alright?"

"Yes... Yes, I'm fine sir." her voice trembled.

He took off his glasses and clear his throat.

"It's months since I met you Humaira and I must say, you're one of the most deceit student I've met in this prestigious school. You're always glued to you book, Either in class or library or somewhere studying. You have no idea how your matrons tells how different you are from most of the girls. We're impressed of you even if we don't show it. What was your last G. P?"

"4.5" She muttered.

"4.5 in your first exam? What made you take this step in your life, Humaira. You're like a daughter to me and I should advice you if need be. How did you get pregnant I mean... Who is responsible? A lecturer or a student or is it someone else? I heard your mum died few weeks ago..."

The doctor's questions seems so personal, it made her heart to sink even deeper. She want ready for a of these and and answering his unreasonable questions. Nothing would bring back time now, It's all past tense.

Telling him anything would exposure all her secret. She wouldn't be able to hold the gist of everyone spreading the news of her sleeping with her dad's friend for money. Everyone will misunderstand,

No body would ever understand what she's feeling.

Bring in about the past would only bring more pain As Humaira isn't ready to share any of the 'Nicon Hotel Secret" to anyone. Not even Zainab, her blood sister.

Humaira stood up and left him, his questions, unanswered.

Doctor Ibrahim couldn't help but to getting pregnant out of welcome could be a very big shame. Poor girl, she must be going through a lot right now but how can I force words out of her mouth when she just wouldn't open up? I just hope she open up soon because things would start getting really tight and tough if she kept on with that act... Especially in this college of ours.

"I just wish her well." he muttered to himself and close her file, opening another...

Back To The Hostel

Every girl turned to look at humaira as she passed. Some joked while others snickered as she walked into the hostel. They were whispering words like 'She's pregnant, see pretender, Our innocentie don open eye!...'

She quietly walked into her room and closed the door.

Zayda, khair and Cynthia glared as she walked to her?bed but only Cynthia went to meet Humaira to talk to her. She took the envelope and check letter what was in it. It was a pregnancy test result just like Kelly had told them all.

"What happened? How come?"

"I don't know Cynthia... It wasn't my fault..." Humaira broken down in tears.

Cynthia felt her pain but started what she's best at.

"Psalm 97:12 says; may all who are Godly be happy in the Lord and praise his holy name." she started.

"Don't worry,?Humaira, there's a hidden beauty in the way we fall. Our Lord said; he holds a hidden blessing every time we fail. If the plan is bad, God destroys the plan before the plan destroys us. There's always a reason to accept fate my sister, God has better plans for you. So please,?don't worry. Wipe away your tears and stop crying. These tears won't make things right, would it? Like smile, All the gossips would soon settle. Stop crying else others would laugh." Cynthia advice and holds Humaira's hand the way Zainab would. Humaira couldn't help but to break into another series of tears.

Khair and Zayda burst into quick laughter but tries to hide it.

"Sorry Humaira, but we're already late for professor Charles' s class. See you later, ehn?" They chorus and rushed out of the room, still simpering within themselves.

Cynthia is a 2nd year chemistry student. So, she wasn't having lectures that day, till 4:00 p.m. She stayed with Humaira trying to calm her down.

Meet Cynthia Okpara, a.k.a Madam Holy-holy a.k.a Acient of Days. She's an Igbo born, Lagos babe and also the eldest in Humaira's room. She has always been supportive to Humaira, once in a while but always prove to be holier than anyone else in the hostel.

Plumpy and huge, black beauty with a low-cut hairstyle and no earrings.?There's not even a spot for earring on her earlobe. A deeper life, always wearing skirts and no makeup. You'll never find powder in her shelve, only blueseal verseline. Always praying at night and fasting during the day. And always posting scriptures on her social media pages.

She is said to have memorised the whole bible since she was 12, both her parents are popular deacon and deaconess in her hometown, Imo state.

Humaira didn't care missing the lectures for that day.?Whatever wants to happen should. Firdausi was worried so, she met Khira and Zayda after the class.?They joked and snickered about Humaira's pregnancy result.?It was unbelievable. Firdausi wanted to check on her friend but it was already late. She promised to see her the next day.

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Three Days Later,

It's no news that Humaira was already pregnant for an unknown person. Both in hostel and in class.?The rumour had already spread like a wild fire.

Miserable Humaira,?she decided to travel back to Abuja,?somehow.?She thinks it's time to face that devil of a man. After all,?he destroyed her. Her life, her Pride and future went through the drain like urinating on the street. Most girls in the hostel are already starting to tease her with the pregnancy issues, And it was disgracing. Ladidi and other Matrons warned them to never tease her again, else?...

"What is next now?" Cynthia asked.

"I'll be going home tomorrow, I need a break."

"That's good, but have you inform your lecturers about it?"

"Yes, I already discussed with our course reps. They told me everything would be fine."

"Okay, that's great! So... How long would you be leaving?"

"I don't know yet,爉aybe a week or so."

"That's nice... " Cynthia commented. "Whatever you do, Make sure you take the right decision. Don't be scared of anyone Okay? The Lord is with you.... This is an advice from me." Cynthia encouraged with a smile.

"Thanks a lot,燙ynthia." Humaira smiled back, heartily.

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The next day, Humaira took the first bus to Abuja.?It was a three-hours ride from Zaria to Gwagwalada.

Finally, Humaira got to gwagwalada with the thoughts of opening up to Doctor Azeezah again but first she must let that monster of a man know she's carrying his child.

Finally,?Humaira got to gwagwalada with the thoughts of opening up to Doctor Azeezah again.

The journey was a smooth one. It was just thirty minutes to one when Humaira got home, since she had the keys.?She took a shower and cleaned the place a bit.

Later that evening, Humaira went to Alhaji Musa's office. She needed to face him after all and thought about the fact that he raped her twice and still didn't give her a penny but he needed to know. Maybe somehow, he would raise her child as he's.

When Humaira got there, she entered?fully knowing that Alhaji Musa was around, his jeep was packed outside. Everyone was surprised with what was happening.

'What what's so important that she couldn't even wait a second for?' Lydia wondered as Humaira pushed herself in.

Humaira wasn't able to wait back to listen to any of their lies... She isn't the weak Humaira again, she's now the girl trying to fight for her right with the aim of making him pay at whatever cost, whatsoever!

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