"That was a nice speech " Khalifa said as I sat down cleaning my face.

"Thank you"

"You must really love Salamat to cry for her"he handed me his handkerchief and it smells damn right. I cleaned my face properly

"She's like my sister"

"That's nice"

"If you don't mind can I have your number" he asked politely

"Why not" he handed me his IPhone.
I bit my lips and typed number in his phone. I handed the phone back to him so he can save it with what he likes

The party went on. Of course, we ate,drank and danced. We sprayed the couple. After much fun we went home. My phone was down so I plugged it and went to sleep

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*****

Today is the day Salamatu is going to her matrimonial house. We woke up, took our bath, got dressed.

Today salamat received the lectures of her life. The advice umma gave  her was so touching that we all cried. I cried also.her aunties advised her on how to be a good wife. She went to Alahji and he prayed for her. It was my turn to say goodbye. I told her how much I would miss her. We both cried. Aisha and mariam too hugged her and told her how much they'll miss her.

All of salamat's friend escorted her to her Matrimonial home. Aazim was not here with his friends so we were just gisting.

"That kitchen that looks neat has started work from today " Hamida said

"And the bed also " I said and we started laughing.

Salamats phone rang and she picked it up. "Ok boo" she hung up
"They're downstairs" salamat informs us. We covered her face and lead her downstairs.

When we got down Aazim and his friends were there waiting including Khalifa. Our eyes met briefly but I looked away

"Won't you open her face let us see" Idris spoke

"Not for free"one of Salamats friend said. Her name is Hummuyatu

"How much should we pay?" One of Aazim's friend asked

"500k" I shrug

"Ha! That's too much " One of the men said

Then one of Salamat's friend Rukibat replied him in Hausa. He answered and they started speaking in Hausa, people around were smiling but I don't understand anything  they were saying

"Hey! beware. Remember there's somebody here that doesn't understand you guys . If I start speaking my own language, you will run o" every body cracked up except me. I was serious

"So what's the deal now, how much are we paying to see her face" Muhammed asked

"Bring 400k, you see I tried I deducted 100k"I bargained with them him

"Let's pay 200 na"

"Muhammed don't let me fight you o, 200 keh. Oya pay 300. No more no less" I placed my hand on my hips

"Okay" Khalifa said. He brought out three bundle of 1000 naira note and handed it to me. I smiled and moved to salamat. I opened the her face and the guy's complemented her beauty.

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