THE HUSSAIN FAMILY.
She was still on bed and it's already past 7, school starts by 7:30
Her body outline can be seen on the 6 by 4 bed in the dim lighted room, the room was moderate in size, the walls in lilac and peach paint, same goes with the bed, wardrobe reading table,dressing mirror, the two seater sofa and the side drawers, it wasn't heavyly decorated nor furnished but looks neat as ever, just a typical neat room of a 16 year old girl,
Suddenly the lights went on and the sleeping girl squeezed her eyes, "Biggie is way past time, we will be late" said the boy of 15 that came in dressed smartly in his school uniform of white long sleeve shirt, maroon skinny like trouser, maroon and white polka dots neck tie, black moccasins and a marron blazer on his arm,
"Oh please anything but the lights" she muttred as she sat up, he ignored her and turned to the dressing mirror checking out his new crew hair cut, she hissed and bought her feet down "breakfast" she asked making a messy bun out of her black, wavy long hair,
"Her usual" he said as he now adjust his neck tie,
"Gross" she murmured as she stood up after putting on her furry lilac flipflops,
"I will never eat that witch's breakfast, is too gross and makes me nauseous" he said squeezing his face and still facing the mirror,
"That witch is your mother" she said from her closet
"Never" he mimicked a spat and added "my Mama is way too good to be call a cook, you know that"
"I know but we just have to make do with the new said mother and pray for the one Allah has taken, plus stay away from any of my perfumes" she said as she pull his cheeks with two fingers and then headed to the bathroom.
Five minutes later she came out and headed straight to the windows, she flipped the two curtains sideways and closed her eyes with a smile as she let the morning sun send its rays to her face, (that has being one of Nuaimat's morning routine), she then let out a sigh and headed to her small closet ignoring her brother Muayad who was still by the dressing mirror checking himself out, "have you prayed subhi (morning prayers in islam)" he asked out loud, "i always pray 5:30 am, unlike you" she called back,
Some minutes later she came out dressed in her school uniform also in white and maroon, white short sleeve shirt, almost knee lenght maroon gypsy skirt, Elbow lenght sleeved maroon blazer which also has the school badge on the left side of the chest, white stockings and black pumps on her feet, her long hair was now in a neat bun and now hidden beneath the small white carve hijab on her head.
Nuaimat is an average tall girl, having all the traits of her mother's tribe Bedouin, the arab desert dewellers, Nuaimat has a tan but smooth skin, her iris is blue in colour, thick long eye lashes, thick black brows, pointed nose, pink apple lips, her body shape is what people will refer to as curvy, Nuaimat is a beauty to behold, and so is her brother Muayad (Mu..Ah..Yad), who is a carbon copy of his senior sister in looks with dimples present on his cheeks, Muayad is a bit taller than his sister and is fairer than her,
Their mother Nudrat is from the outskirts of Saudi Arabia, infact in the deserts she use to tell them, unfortunately before her untimely death her husband and kids have no idea on who her family is, she died during the birth of her third child, both died minutes after delivery, leaving five year old Nuaimat and four year old Muayad with their dad, his family members who are natives of Kano and jigawa never liked Nudrat, they always refer to her as tsintaciyar mage ( an outcast), so after her death they made him marry a cousin of his Khadija, a hausa fulani like him. Ever since Khadija came into the house, the two kids ceased to know any mother love, even thou she doesn't maltreats them, she also careless about their well being, with that little Nuaimat took the roll of being the big sister she is expected to be to her brother.
Their father isnt that of a rich man, but provides well for his ever demanding wife, her two kids Asad and Khairiyah, and also Nuaimat and Muayad, the children also attend one of the best schools in Kano Spring nusery/primary and secondary school, Asad their step brother is in primary 5, Khairiyah their step sister and the last born of the house is in primary 3, Muayad and Nuaimat are both in Ss2, Nuaimat in Ss 2B and Muayad in SS2A, Nuaimat is an art students while Muayad a science students, the two have alot in common and differ in some ways, Nuaimat is the type of girl who has this unique coolness in her, she is caring and loving, she is social and fun to have around, she hardly seeks for trouble but teases alot, blunt and straight forward, but peace loving and emotional, when alone she falls into the land of imaginations and she is sure to write it down as a story, thats why she hopes to become a popular novelist, a novelist of fame, Muayad hopes to become a chemical engineer, he has taste for fashion and designers, and is obsessed with car racing, while Nuaimat is obsessed with basketball.
Nuaimat and her brother came downstairs to see their siblings by the dining table eating the egg their step mother called scrambled and chips, Nuaimat and her brother exchange a known look and shook their heads, she headed straight to the fridge which was by the dinning table, "hey Asad, hey Khair, looking good" she said without weighing the fact that none of the kids greeted her, but what is she to expect from the kids of her step mother, no morals,
"Yaya Nuaimat, Ya Asad bed wetted" chipped in Khairi, Muayad who was standing by the table rolled his eyes with a scowl, "did he" asked Nuaimat feigning intrest as she pops her head out from the freezer, "yes, i hope Mama punishes him" said Khairi, "no she won't, i won't do it again" snapped the short tempered Asad,
"Ofcause she won't but Asad you have to stop bed wetting, you will soon be in secondary school" said Nuaimat with concern now coming out from the freezer with a cup of juice, "i will try" said Asad sulkily, "are you done yet" asked their mother coming out from the door leading to their room, Khadija is also a beautiful fair woman with a hard face, she is tall and a bit plump,
"Good morning Aunty" said Nuaimat with a smile, "good morning" said Muayad, Khadija just waved them off dismissively, just when they heard the hoot of the car, which shows their driver is around and waiting for them,
"Time to go" said Muayad heading to the door, Nuaimat stayed back to make sure Asad and Khairiyah followed suit, as the two head out, Nuaimat also turned to go after grabbing her black school bag, "who are you meeting after school" Khadija asked coldly, Nuaimat sighed and turned to face Khadija,
"No one Aunty"
"You are wearing makeup" said Khadija folding her hands,
"It's just a nude lipstick Aunty, i didn't even powdered my face" said Nuaimat,
"Whatever" said Khadija dismissively, Nuaimat rolled her eyes and walked out.
The ride to school the old model sienna was quick and lousy, thanks to Asad and Khairiyah who kept on talking and arguing, Nuaimat and Muayad just kept on working on their phones.
First the kids were dropped off in the primary section then Nuaimat and Muayad were dropped off in the secondary section, On stepping out Muayad adjusted himself just when two of his friends Sabir and Habeer came up to him,
"Hey Aymah" said Sabir with a wave, Nuaimat smiled and came out of the car, with her school bag, "did you watch the match last night" asked Muayad,
"Benzima took the sport light" said Habeer giving Muayad a high five,
"That's why that guy is my crush" said Nuaimat, "anyway see you guys inside" she added and headed in, and just by the gate she met up with one of her friends Mufida.
In school Nuaimat is one hell of a popular girl, because she is beautiful, she is intelligent and happens to be the best Art student of their set so far, Nuaimat is also an ultimate debator and does well in every quiz and competition she is invited for, apart from being academically sound she is also one of the tough good basketballer in the school team, all this earned her popularity and lots of admiration from the guys in the school, even their seniors and some of the young male staffs admire and crush on her, so some of the senior girls don't like her at all.
"I heard Saleem met you yesterday after closing" asked Mufida as they walk towards their block,
"Yeah he did, but trust mr i spent halve a minute with him, i can't stand his bragging attitude" said Nuaimat with a scowl,
"That guy is every girl in spring dream guy, he rarely knows three towns in Kano but can tell you the hook and crannies of every state in the US, France and UAE, his father is the North west Senator of this state" said Mufida dreamily,
Nuaimat regarded her for some seconds and said "Fifi, his father is the rich one here, he owns nothing but what he is given, what is there to admire in guys like him, i can't stand that guy if i were his girlfriend" said Nuaimat as they step on the corridor of the SS2 block,
"talking about girlfriend, you know Meenal of Ss3c" Asked Mufeedah with a smirk,
"Yeah the girl who wanted to by her way to be made a prefect" said Nuaimat just when a class mate of theirs waved at them as she passes by, the two waved with smiles,
"He is her boyfriend" said Mufeedah as they entred their class,
"I pity her" said Nuaimat dismissively and the two parted to their various seats, Nuaimat was on the second to the last row out of five rows, and her seat and desk was the fourth in line out of the ten seats which was per row,
"Submit your Essay" called their class captain Louis, with that all the students started bringing out their essays, some trying to check through, some writing something down, Louis started the collections from the first sit on the first row, on reaching Nuaimat "how was it" he asked as he forwarded a hand to her,
"Boring topic but i tried" she said handing him her sheet of papers, he collected it and said "Debate rehearsals tomorrow during break"
"Break it is" she said and he walked futher,
"Guess what" shrieked Susan another friend of Nuaimat and Mufeedah, Susan is a well known lousy girl in the block and knows to get the latest school news, so when she shrieks like that, is either a new gossip or you will foolishly hear, 'i just received the MK hand bag i ordered from Italy' ' i just ordered for the new LV sandals', today everyone in the class turned to her except for Nuaimat who just placed her head on her desk,
"I got the ticket for Justin Beiber's concert in Atlanta" she Sheriked again, well now that is some news and almost everyone gathered around her to hear the details, Nuaimat shook her head and checked her wrist watch, it was just 10 minutes to eight, and classes start by eight, so she just brought out a notebook and continue to write one of the novels she is writing and hopes to publish one day. A little bit of Nuaimat's AUTOBIOGRAPHY.