The love story of Basma

To say we were just happy about our new house would be very underrated. We were more than happy to move to a new house. Everyone was busy packing their stuff. I was really excited, really. I couldn't wait see the new house. Packing was never easy, to say. It’s fun when you have siblings but never easy!

After some few weeks of packing, we arrived safely at the new house. The house is quite big and alluring. There are dazzling flowers all round the house, parking spot, hammocks, a huge swimming pool at the backyard, swings, gazebo and many more...

"This house is so amazing," said my younger sister badiyya. I couldn't utter a word cause the house was just something I never expected it to be. That was the first day we were all seeing the house. Our father never allowed us to see it. He wanted it to be a surprise and his plan worked pretty well.

About my family, we are seven in number, including my parents, Muhammad, Minayat, samira, basma (me), badiyya and my little brother jawad.

My father Alhaji Amin Abdullahi a fulani man is a business man, he owns a lot of companies in different states and even countries. He's well known as a very religious man and a kind hearted person. He's the best father any girl could ask for. He gives us whatever we wanted within a blink of an eye and never forgets to tell us his words, “Don’t forget, it’s everyday you sleep in a comfy bed.” And I knew what that meant and he was right.

My mother Amina is fulani too, she is a full house wife, she's the type of mother that you can't bare ten minutes without looking for her. She's very religious too like my father. She's so generous, kind, sweet... She makes me happy. Without her lighting up my world, it will be as dark as a snakes hole.

My elder brother Muhammad has a wife and two kids, sumayya and anisa he loves them so much. My brother Muhammad is a soldier. He can be very strict sometimes. He lives few blocks away from our new house so that means we can visit him whenever we wanted.

Minayat and samira are married too. Adda Minayat has 2 kids, Amin but we call him daddy and hanan. Adda Samira has only one kid nazim.

Badiyya is my immediate younger sister, she's 17 years old. I'm 4 years older than her. She's still in secondary school ss3. While I'm in my final year at kaduna state university (kasu). I'm studying micro biology, I wanted to study nursing but you know how getting into university is these days.

Lastly my little brother jawad, he's 14 years. He's in jss3, he could be a pain in the ass sometimes but I love him.

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It was 8pm when umma called us for dinner. The three of us went downstairs and settled down at the dinning table. I always sit close to abba.

The dining room was exquisite. The walls were covered with a shimmering gold paper and in the middle of the ceiling above the carved oak table was a candelabra. Down the center of the table was a runner with Celtic design woven in gold and green into the fabric itself. At the end of the table were floor to ceiling french doors, left slightly ajar to let in the scented summer air. The polished silver cutlery was heavy to the hand and shone brightly in the early evening light. There were beautifully folded napkins to match the runner.

The aroma of Umma’s great meal filled my nostrils. I swallowed hard and beamed. I trust Umma when it comes to cooking. She’s the greatest cook I know.

We were eating in silence when abba decided to break the silence. "So, Basma when are you going back to school?" He asked. "Next week Monday In Shaa Allah Abba.” He asked badiyya and jawad about their school. They both answered respectfully.

Abba went upstairs to his room and umma packed all the plates, we helped her take it to the kitchen and she ordered the maids to do the dishes. Umma and jawad went upstairs, it was only me and badiyya left, so we decided to watch tv. She turned on the tv to our favorite channel "E!" To watch keeping up with the kardashians.

As we were watching and arguing about what's happening on tv. “Kim is way hotter than Khloe, we both know that." I argued. “Oh no sis, khloe is much more hotter." She replied.

It was 11pm already when badiyya started yawning. "Oh don't tell me you're sleepy already." I laughed feeling wide awake. "Easy for you to say when you don't have to wake up early in the morning to go to school." She furrowed her thick brows. "Hey I was just joking, let's go to bed.” I said laughing. I turned off the tv and we all went to our new rooms.

I entered the bathroom, took a hot shower, brushed my teeth, came out and wore my big pink shirt and purple shorts. I jumped on my bed saying "Alhamdulillah,” for today. I quickly looked for my phone and checked my latest updates on whatsapp, Instagram and Twitter. Few minutes later I said my duas and straight slept off...

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Hamma (elder brother)

Adda (elder sister)

19th July 2017

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