Avoid being artificial, always be the person you are! You are created that way and you are beautiful the way you are!
~Bluey writer♣
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KANO NIGERIA
"Najma wake up it's morning my dear"I heard mama's voice beating my ear drum.
" wayyoh mama lemme sleep please" I mumbled in my sleep
"Wake up or you will receive a tight slap this morning"
"I am waking up now I am sorry my sweet mama." I stretched my hands yawning I squeezed my eyes before opening them slowly. the rays of the sun peeked from the white curtain " mama good morning " I greeted my mum.
"Morning you know the children are starting exam today don't make them late"
I have almost forgotten about the exam "yes mum let me quickly go and get ready". I saw mum leave the room before I entered the bathroom to take a quick shower.
" yaya najma can I come in" a voice said from the door
"Yes nihal come in" I replied combing my hair while reciting my morning azkar
"Sabahoul khair (Good morning)"
"Sabahoul khair nihal kaifa asbahti? (Good morning nihal how was your night"
"Bil khair (it's fine)"
"Don't tell me you are wearing this clothes ya Najma "
"I am Already wearing them as you can see"
"Please don't wear them ya najma" my other sister Arfah intervened
"What's wrong with my clothes girls ?" I asked. honestly I don't have their time
"A brown top with red trousers and yellow hijab for goodness sake yaya learn how to be modern" arfah said rolling her Chinese eyes.
"Keh leave me alone you can go with your modern world and let me stay in my peaceful world. Have you guys seen a scissors somewhere? " I asked my two sisters who are sitting on my bed.
"No, do you need to do something with it"nihal asked me while helping me iron my hijab. She is such a nice girl but I don't mean Arfah is any less. They are all nice.
" I need to cut my hair it's disturbing me "I said packing quarter of my long black hair with a rubber band.
" ya ilahi please don't cut it ya najma, I have always wished I had a hair like yours" nihal pouted
"I swear you are not cutting it for the third time not under my watch" Arfah said with so much Aura.
"Don't swear it is my hair not yours so you need not take decisions"
"If you cut it I am going to tell mama" she threatened
"Okay thank you for the visit you guys should get out of my room and let me dress in peace"
Arfah twisted the door knob and left while nihal was there looking at me.
"Nihal, do you need anything ?" I calmly asked
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