On the authority of Abu Dharr and mu'adh Ibn jabal (may Allah be pleased with both of them) who said : the messager of Allah (Peace be upon him) said ;
"Fear Allah wherever you are, follow the evil deed with a good deed so that it may erase it, and treat people with good conduct."
Transmitted by Attirmidhi.

11th may 2017.

She just stood for almost an hour shock, maybe even more than I ever was, then finally she managed to ask,
'To whom?....'
I raised my head from my hands and replied 'wallahi' I don't know...'
And tears began to roll down once more, from my teary eyes... Coming closer, she placed her arms around me as we cried together like the little babies we are.
The rest of the day just went by with out me knowing it.
I went back home even more exhausted and I couldn't even eat. Abba was coming back from his business trip this evening, mum has announced earlier.
'So make your self yourself strong enough to welcome him".
She had said to me earlier.
I heard his car pull over to a halt outside.
Welcome back dear, I heard mum's voice .
Its good to be back , he had replied.
Where's Nenne my princess?, he had asked.
She's taking taking her bath Alhaji.
I see, I heard his voice.

At dinner, I sat on my usual seat next to Abba and ummi dressed in one of my shivon gowns which Abba had bought me ,from his several infamous business trips.

My princess yau ba magana be? He asked.
A'a Abba , mai ya faru I had answer throwing the question back to him, to be on the safer side.

Tell me, if ntn is wrong you wouldn't be playing with your meal, that's so unlike you, tell your father my princess, he insisted.
Abba never liked to see me sad talkless of seeing my tears, that had always been his weakness as far as I could remember.
My tears immediately said the words like magic, I cried and asked him through the tears.
Abba , don't you love me anymore,
Shock registered on his face as he looked from ummi to me .
Haba , my princess Nenne why do you ask such things,of course I do love you and always will do.
Then Abba why do you want to send me away...
Nenne, your dad had just arrived,
Why not drop the matter for another time, said ummi.
No, let her speak, Abba intervene.
It took a minute before I heard him say, Da zan yi I wouldn't let you out of my sight my dearest daughter,
Da zan iya, I would keep you here in my house forever 'ko dan inga murmushin ki ' but 'idan nayi haka Allah bazai yafemun bah ..old are old enough to further in life , you deserve janna and remember marriage is like fulfilling half of your deen, with this you can get jannah ' I want to see you and your kids someday ,smiling at me at my old age .
I married your mother, when she was just 15yrs of age and look how she had bless me with joy and happiness. I want you to bless some one too just as your mother had.
So Dan Allah , ki daina kuka.
Wipe your tears away, ko kina son Abbanki ma yayi kukane,
A'a, I replied.
Toh stop, stop crying Nenne , Allah will see you through this.
Why, do we girls always leave our parents house, I want to stay right here, Abba you can as well tell my to be husband to stay Here with is henceforth, I had said.
Don't be foolish now, Nenne mum had said.
And just like that, I felt ease pass over me .
For the rest of January I just prayed , read ,waited and prayed more, to Allah to see me through all of it.
On 5th march, just like that time flies,ummi came to my room that evening and said ready, she had inform me of the arrival of our guest.
They will be here by 8:30, she reminds me before buzzing off.
I was still in the same position she had left me 30mins, earlier.
Haba, Nenne I though by now you would heed to me instruction s.
She got me my cloths, brought out my jewelries and asked me to wear them all and perfume my self.mum is someone whose always every conscious of presentation.
That evening when the guess who I had never met or know are here because of me. They arrive in the persons of Mr. And Mrs.(Alhaji) Rear Admiral Yusuf Suleiman Alsas, their eldest son Alhaji muktar Y. Alsas,daughter Amira Y. Alsas and I was called out to great them.
My heart was jamming the walls of my ribcage . it felt like there was no air around me slowly, I kneeled down to greet them all.
Kai, amma Amaryan my da kyau ta ke.
Hahahaha!!!, brother muktar commented and every one laughed.
Come my daughter, hajiya sameera my husband's-to-be mother in-law called me, as I went to her, she hugged me tight like mom would and I felt myself ease a bit she was so gorgeous, and fair , she smiled Nicely too and so was the rest of them.
This made me feel bit that my imagination was a bit absurd, I had wrongly judge them before I had even met them.

"Allah making albarka, Allah tabbbatar da abun alkhairi, Allah Bali 'ya'ya na gari,ya kuma bar mu tare" -Ameen everyone answered.
The rest of the evening was better than I had anticipated, they left with Amira promising to pay me a visit soon.
She had made a comment about her brother, whom was absent today saying that "yaya haidar will Falk head over heels once he sees you". It made me wonder if I would fall for him instantly too.
Time flies they say, before I could blink my eyes it was August.
By then Amira and I had become good friends, I had learned so much about her, like she's studying law at Ahmadu Bello university Zaria, and is currently in her 2nd yr.
Her parent had also arranged her to marry someone as well but he is also studying as well so the wedding was postponed for a much longer time.
I felt really good around Amira, it was nice been around somone who knows what it means to be in an arranged marriage or better , to get married off to a stranger.I guess one thing we had i n common made us bonded just fine.

The households were busy, mom had been travelling around buying wedding stuffs of which I obvious never showed any interest.
Before I know what, mom had already done every thing from jewelries to kitchen equipments to decorations, e.t.c.
All the does and Don's were dealt with in good time. I had finished my exams by then, so half of my days were spent in the spa, waxing that, spacing this. That was what my days had turned out to and then it was the d-day.
On Friday 20th September, 2017. They announced that I had become his, I had become the wife of sub-lt.Aliyu haidar Y.Alsas.
My aunts, uncles n every one whom graced the even said their blessings. There were parties, and all sort of celebrations.
Sunday I was driven to my house in barnawa, kd.
It was a four bedroom flat , with two huge gates , three cars were packed outside the parking space, a gateman at the gate greeted us as they drove me in.
Inside waited a huge sitting room, with royal chains of grey colour,the Italian curtains were in cream nd ash. A huge plasma TV and audio set.
Center table was placed in the middle of a soft crazy Chinese carpet also in cream, with patches of ash nd grey.
The kitchen was also big enough to contain 20people in it, the walls were painted black and white. Every other things were in black and red, from the dishwasher to the cupboard even the worktabke and sinks., the master bedroom was in peach and cream colour very classy, all what a girl would possibly dream of but it all scared me the more.
For a while I had taken my mind off things checking out my new house but not for long.
I am scared since I hadn't seen my husband or know what he looks like up till now, since my husband was only to return in 3months time.
My cousin hauwa and his sister Amira stayed with me.
By then my admission came out and I had luckily gained admission to study medicine in Egypt, all my registration details were taking care of , by my parents.. And I was to resume school by Jan,2 2018. But before then my greatest fear awaits me, his returned, my first night and the rest of my life.

Alhamdulillah,
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