The shaytan will say;
"And i had no power over you, except that i appealed to you, and you answered me: so do not blame me, but blame yourselves." Quran; 14:22
And it's true isn't it?
I mean have you ever seen the shaytan?
Of course it's real but in the end it is all our fault, for giving in, may Allah make it easy on all of us, Amin.
Hammannurs pov
When will this guy stop calling me Mahmoud, i mentally face palm myself.
"Hammannur is the name sir." I said with a roll of my eyes, i don't know if it's just my imagination but Khamisa let out a sigh.
As if she's glad.
"You know i won't stop." Shehu says coming closer to us. "Oh hi Misa." He adds with a smile.
She smiled back at him and i feel warm all over my being,
I definitely adore her smile, Masha Allah.
Shehu sling his arm around my shoulder and we left after saying our goodbyes.
***
"Shehu is going to be your lead,"
"Hit the ball to Hammannur when Shehu signals you, and then Mus'ab you will turn your horse to the opponent, kinda like blocking them." Our coach, Muhammad kept on instructing.
"Mubarak you will be behind shehu, while Hammannur plays, and when he throws the ball at you, you pass it to either Mus'ab or Shehu."
"Are we together?" He asks, "Yes!" We replied.
"Good, now lets start playing." And with that being said we start playing.
The sand blurring our vision as our horses gallop and ball being thrown at either of the players.
We kept on playing like our life depended on it, well- in a way it did.
Almost two hours later, we are done for today.
We sit on the bleachers, obviously tired as Muhammad, our coach, serves us cold water.
Yea, our training are becoming more and more intense as the tournament is literately just by the corner, 3 weeks in shaa Allah.
"6:00am sharp guys." Muhammad says, "Don't disappoint." He added looking at me.
I duck my head downwards, i am definitely guilty of tardiness, but that's because i don't really sleep early.
"You got it sir!" I wave at him and he walks a way.
Gotta change my sleeping schedule ASAP.
***
"Baaba baza ka gane ba(fam you won't understand)" Zayn exaggerates.
"Bro i can relate." Jawad utters and they high five(d) each other laughing like maniacs.
"Of course you can, i mean you live in the same state." Imran roll his eyes.
Zayn and Jawad kept on talking and laughing.
The two of them with Bello work in Abuja, they arrived here yesterday for the weekend.
"Yo bros." Karim says opening the door to our living room.
"You need not to announce your presence like that lover boy." Bello smack his shoulders and i laugh, he sure is a lover boy.
"Jealou-"
