"Attention everyone please, this is my sister inlaw, Aisha Humaira, popularly known as HumyLash, the famous blogger and chef." Hussaina says.

"Nice to meet you all. I'm Lash." Lash smiles.

"We know." Another fair girl with a smallish and petite structure says tapping her phone. She doesn't seem to be interested in whatever is happening.

"Amhal can you shut up." Halima snaps and the Amhal girl keeps quiet.

"I'm Aiza Lamido, Qifdi's friend and a fellow blogger. And I model part time. I'm a huge fan of yours." The lady that gushed the first time Lash entered says hugging Lash briefly. Lash returns the hug wholeheartedly.

"This is my cousin Aidah. She's a poet and an upcoming artist." Aiza points at a shy looking girl who smiles shyly and waves at Lash. Lash waves back.

"That's Rania. She's an all rounder. A brand influencer, a model, makeup artist, blogger and a motivational speaker." Aiza points at the most beautiful of the girls there.

"Oh wow. I'm impressed." Lash says.

"Who cares about impressing you?" Rania says rolling her eyes. She hisses before walking into the kitchen leaving a gaping Lash. Lash shakes her head and turns to Aiza.

"That's Nukraha. She's a brand influencer." Aiza points at a girl who's giving Lash the stink eye.

"Not to forget, my father is the minister of finance." Nukraha says proudly and Lash smiles at her. She gives Lash a bored look and hisses.

"That's Aleeshbah, also an all rounder. And lastly Amhal, Aleeshbah's cousin." Lash smiles at the ones she can and ignores the rest.

"Lash, let's go upstairs so you can drop your stuff in my room. Let me help you with that." Halima says smiling at Lash and attempting to help her with the suitcase.

"Okay let's go. Don't worry, I can hold it." Lash smiles at her and as they start to go up the stairs.

"Hey! When I came with four suitcases, you didn't attempt to help me. And when I said I wanted to stay in your room, you waved me off. Now you're offering her, all what I asked for on a silver platter?" Aleeshbah says narrowing her large eyes.

"Please, I don't have the energy to deal with you. Didn't Hussaina offer you her room? Don't annoy me." Halima says rolling her eyes. Aleeshbah scoffs and Halima glares at her, making her to recoil.

They sure are scared of Halima, Lash muses.

"It's okay. She can stay in your room." Lash says trying to be nice.

"Oh puhlease! I'm not going to stay in that room if you're the one offering me the room. I'd rather sleep down here." Aleeshbah crosses her head beneath her chest.

"Suit yourself." Lash says and Aleeshbah gapes at her before huffing.

Once they reach Halima's room, Lash changes into a gown the same color as the one they're wearing, courtesy of Halima. She ties her headgear and as they're about to go downstairs, Halima stops her.

"You see those four, Aleeshbah, Rania, Amhal and Nukraha, they're not the type of people you can be nice to. They lack common sense and would stop at nothing to insult you. Since Hussaina told them that Ya Zulqa has a girlfriend, they vowed to make sure that girlfriend of his doesn't have any self-esteem left in her. Most especially that Aleeshbah, she really likes Ya Zulqa, so she'd do anything to see that she disgraces you. And Amhal is like her second, she doesn't like Ya Zulqa though, she's just being supportive of her cousin.

"Nukraha likes Ya Aws, once she sees that you don't have anything towards Ya Aws, or that you're in Ya Aws' good books, she'll like to get in your good books too. Rania just likes to be at the top. No one knows what her problem is. We just know that she likes to feel like she's the boss." Lash says a wow and they both go downstairs.

"Oh, the queen is finally here after wasting our time." Rania says rolling her eyes.

This is going to be a long night, Lash muses.

"Off course she's the queen, she's the sole reason why we're here. Don't you know that your followers both on YouTube and Instagram would increase once people see her face on our pages?" Aiza says and Aidah nods, seemingly to agree with Aiza.

"Whatever, let's shoot." Rania says and they all murmur they're agreements.

"Let me call Ya Aws, I'd like him to shoot this for us." Hussaina says and rushes up the stairs.

"Meanwhile, let me get the ring light, camera and whatever we might need." Qifdiyya says going up the stairs too. She comes back almost immediately.

"While I'm setting it up, Hassana please adjust the lights, it shouldn't be to dimmed or too bright in here." Qifdiyya says and Hassana does as told. Some minutes later, Hussaina comes downstairs with Aws tailing behind her, on a phone call.

"He's here. Let's all sit on the largest couch, I know it won't take us all so what do we do?" Nukraha says. She's feeling giddy that her crush is right in front of her.

"Ah ahn, sister inlaw, you're here. Ashe Ya Zulqa will sleep well today." Aws chuckles and Lash blushes. They've been bonding over the last few days that she's been coming here and he's like the brother she never had.

"Don't worry, let me find you a good wife, you won't be able to speak again." Lash says and looks around the room. Nukraha is trying so hard to gain Aws' attention and Aws is obviously looking at her from the corner of his eyes. Surely it's a little bit discreet but Lash can see it. Their eyes meet with Nukraha's and the earlier winks at her.

"I have an idea of what we should do with the rest of the night, but, let's blog first." Lash smiles and Aws arranges them around the cushion. After shooting about random things for an hour, Halima says she has something to say and they all keep quiet.

"So people of the world, guess what? The one and only HumyLash is going to be my sister inlaw in a few months In Shaa Allah." They end the shooting there and they happily chatter.

"Guys! Aws, please can you get everyone out, like the guys?" Lash asks and Aws nods, going up the stairs. He's taking two steps at a time and Nukraha is looking intently at him. She has this dreamy look in her eyes, it's obvious that she really likes him.

"Does anyone have a boyfriend or fiancé here? This is a game that requires equal number of males and females. And as we can see the guys are just four but we're eleven." Lash says making Qifdiyya and Hassana to get their phones out and make calls. Rania too makes a call.

"You think I'll follow your order? I'm not playing any game." Aleeshbah says.

"We're not playing any game." Amhal backs her cousin up. And Lash smiles.

"It's okay. Afterall, we're too much. So let me pair the rest of us up. Nukraha with Aws, Aidah with Awf, i with Zulqa and Aiza with Zakariyya. Halima and Hassana aren't going to play, that I'm sure of. And since we needs questioners, I think they should be the questioners." Lash says and everyone moves around, standing beside their partner.

"Now, please if you're not playing move to the dining or excuse us. We need space." Lash says specifically to Aleeshbah who huffs and goes upstairs, seeing Halima's room open, she smiles evilly and enters with her cousin tailing behind her.

Back downstairs, they've started the game. It's like a couples game whereby two people are asked questions about each other and they must know the answer. Zakariyya and Aiza are already out. Leaving the remaining five couples, turns out, Awf and Aidah have a lot in common, so do Nukraha and Aws.

An hour later, they're done with the game and the men go to the mosque to pray while the laides pray at home. Lash finishes praying and quickly edits the video before posting it on her YouTube channel.

Tiredly, she goes to bed telling the others that she'd talk to them tomorrow. She sends Zulqa a message and goes to sleep.

The next day, Lash is awakened by noise from somewhere above her. Peeling her eyes open, she's met with the harsh sun rays. But that's the least of her problems. Her main problem is that she has been woken up the worst way possible and that means she'd definitely have a headache.

She sits up on the bed, holding her pounding head in her hands.

"Oh the theif has awoken. Welcome back to the world." A sarcastic voice says and Lash looks up to confirm whether she's the person being referred to or it's someone else.

"Aleeshbah, don't come here making false allegations on someone. Why would she steal from Rania, of all things she'd steal so you believe she'd steal a clothing item. Some stupid gown?" Hassana says.

"Hey you! Cloth thief! Give me my friend's cloth." Aidah says and Lash groans due to the impact of her voice. It just intensified her headache.

"What cloth are you talking about?" Lash finally speaks.

"Oh, now she's acting ignorant. Please, we're not fools." Aleeshbah says.

"Look, I don't have time for this. I was just called for a photoshoot and I can't go naked right? That's the only cloth I brought with me so I don't have anything else to wear. If you're with it please bring it out and if you're not, let me just go and wear one of Qifdiyya's clothes." Rania seems to be taking it lightly.

"I didn't take any cloth." Lash says and Rania nods.

"And you want to believe her? Let's search her bag." Aidah says and drags Lash's suitcase from inside the walk-in closet. They start to search it without Lash's permission but she doesn't care, she just wants them to leave the room so she can tend to her pounding head.

"Voila! I knew she was the one that took it." Aleeshbah says, dragging out a honey colored peice of cloth. It's a straight gown with a cape. Simple.

"Now that you're done framing her can you leave?" Halima asks and Aidah laughs.

"I'm going to expose her for who she truly is." She starts to drag Lash's suitcase downstairs with Aleeshbah tailing behind. Rania is long gone with her cloth. Seems she's in a hurry.

Lash listens until she's sure that they're downstairs. She opens her hand bag and brings out a sachet of paracetamol. Throwing two in her mouth, she chews them. She shudders due to the impact of the bitterness in her mouth. She enters the bathroom, brushes her teeth and washes her face. Once she's done, she goes downstairs, seems like nice Lash isn't working on them, so maybe cruel and wicked Lash will.

She takes all her belongings that are upstairs and walks downstairs.

"Who brought my suitcase downstairs?" Lash asks ignoring the numerous eyes including Umma and Zulqa's.

"I did." Amhal says and Lash smiles.

"Nice, excuse me you all while I do something someone should've done since yesterday." Lash smiles a saccharine smile before giving Aleeshbah and Amhal tight slaps. It's obvious that that's what will bring them back to their senses.

"How dare you?!" Amhal gasps, tears have already long gathered in Aleeshbah's eyes. Lash notices and roll her eyes, stupid spoilt teenager.

"Next time think twice before accusing me or anyone else for that matter of anything stupid. It's obvious you took the clothes because we were all downstairs here with them but you two were upstairs. If you didn't have enough fun being queen bee and side chick in secondary school then I suggest that you go back to secondary school and not display your stupidity here." Lash says and opens her suitcase. She takes out the Hijab she brought and wears it. She takes all that she brought to her car and places her suitcase in the boot.

She walks back inside and kneels in front of Umma.

"Good morning Umma." Knowing she won't reply, she stands up and hugs the ladies in the room goodbye. She waves Aws and Awf. Zakariyya still hasn't accepted her fully so they're just civil with each other. As for Zulqa, she smiles at him and tells him goodbye.

Just as she's about to walk out, her way is blocked by the same man that was here the first time she came, Zulqa's father.

"Zulqanayn what is this that I'm seeing on the internet? That you're getting married to this girl?" He says blocking Lash's way. Just as Zulqa is about to reply him, Lash beats him to it. It seems Umma enjoys watching the man step on everyone in his way, not this time though.

"Oh dearest father inlaw good morning. I hope you had a good night's rest?" Lash swiftly goes to a squatting position just where she is.

"Oh, she wants to play the respect card." The father says.

"So I heard that you had divorced Umma, so what are you doing here huh? Are you here to take her back?" Zulqa's father opens his mouth to speak but Lash him beat him to it.

"Well sorry for bursting your little bubble, Umma is off the market for you. She doesn't need you in her life, you've stepped on her long enough and guess what, she's tired. She deserves better and you're nothing close to the better she deserves. I'd advice you to leave right away and never come back or else I'd do something that you won't like but I don't care." Lash smiles and he scoffs.

"Zulqanayn do you want to marry this disrespectful girl? Someone that cannot respect your parent?"

"Father inlaw, do you know that the only parent I see in Zulqa's life is Umma? She's the reason I'm still here, she doesn't like me sure I know that but I want to see her happy, even if that means me leaving Zulqa. But with you around, I don't think she'll be able to be genuinely happy. So excuse me while I do something." Lash walks into the kitchen with her phone in hand and comes back five minutes later.

Almost ten minutes later, a car is heard pulling up in the house. A man in suit and two other in the Nigerian police uniform make their way into the house.

"We have received news that an abusive husband, who has already divorced his wife is attempting to abuse her again. I assume you to be the abusive husband because you match the descriptions of our reporter. Now we're going to say something, you're not to be seen within three hundred meters of her otherwise, you'd be arrested for domestic violence and abuse." The man in suit says and hands an envelope to Zulqa's father before leaving.

Zulqa's father widens his eyes once he has read the contents of the paper which was housed in the envelope. He quickly turns back on his heels and leave.

Lash without waiting to say anything more leaves the house too. If Umma really wants the best for herself and Zulqa, then she'd definitely ask Zulqa to get Lash back. Lash drives home, takes a bath, eats and sleeps her headache off. Her father in law is just a piece of shit, a Tartar and nothing more.