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💔 Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔Episode Seven 💔

She spent the night tossing around on her bed thinking about the demigod she met earlier in her house.

She woke the next day feeling so strange, she was so happy and felt like seeing what outside looks like again she haven't felt like that since Ibrahim left their house.

She picked up her phone to invite her friend over she really need someone to discuss her life matter with, someone who won't critize her and also give her good advice. Grace was definitely the right person she could call, they have been close friends since their high school days.

“Hello babe” she called out happily, it has been long she saw her last.

“To what do I owe this special call” her voice came through from the other side.

She was right about that it was a special call, ever since she came for her convocation ceremony they haven't really spoken or seen each other.

“So you mean I can't just call my best friend again” she asked rolling her eyes wishing she could see her.

“Oh, I see and how is Ibrahim” she asked.

“That's exactly why I called you, so many things have happened but I don't want to stress you about it” she said sadly.

“I will come over to your house” she said.

She knows Grace will come over immediately, she's supportive friend, she was always ready to fight for her during their school days, despite the fact that she's from a wealthy family she was so humble. Days when baba would refuse to pay her school fees it was Grace's who would pay her fees.

The rest of the day went well as she finally left her room to assist her mother and to wait for her friend even though baba wouldn't stop talking about how wealthy his friend, Alhaji Usman is. How she will be grateful to him for making her marry to their family and lot of talk.

Evening came and her friend finally arrived, they went to her room and discussed what she has been going through.

“So you mean all these things are going on and you felt you shouldn't tell me” Grace said they Haleemah had explained all what has been happening.

“I just felt I shouldn't disturb you with my life issues” she said quietly.

“You really need to call Ibrahim and discussed this with him, he needs to know what is happening. You need to solve this together, whether by running away or anything but you should let him know”, she said.

“But how about Umar, I think I'm in love with him” she asked her friend again.

She knew calling her was the best thing, she has always been there for her in the difficult time, she gives the best advice ever.

“You need to talk to Ibrahim first but any other thing” she said embracing her in a long hug.

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After Grace had left, Haleemah decided to call Ibrahim again, maybe luck might be on her side. She started calling him for the fourth time and was about giving up when a voice came from the other end.

“Hello” a tiny female voice came up.

Haleemah wondered who she might be, as far as she knows Ibrahim family, his parents gave birth to boys and he isn't the type that make friends with female.

“Please I want to speak with Ibrahim” she said hoping to hear it is a wrong number.

“He is in the bathroom now, but you can drop your message for him I will deliver it” she said.

“Oh just tell him is his friend Haleemah, and by the way I guess you're his sister” she asked knowing fully well that he had no sister but she needs to know who the lady is.

“I'm Aishat, his fiancee” she said.

It felt like the world was crashing under her feet she couldn't believe within little time Ibrahim had moved on with his life, all his promises were lies. She couldn't believe the person she was waiting for doesn't care anymore.

“Hey dear, who's on the line” she heard his voice, it was really him she wasn't calling the wrong line, it was him the man that once loved her.

She felt her tears coming, she disconnected the call before they would say anything again, she couldn't take it anymore as she let the tears flow freely, she called her friend to tell her the new situation.

“You need to take your mind off the matter, his clear enough he's not the one for you, but you still need to see him and discuss with him. Let him say it to your face who the girl is to him" she said.

“Okay”

“Please don't cry, everything will be fine" Grace consoled her.

As she dropped the call with Grace, she saw Ibrahim's text.

“Please I can explain what really happened. I know you're mad at me now but just give me the chance to explain myself, I want us to meet to discuss this”.

She threw her phone across the room as she read his message.

Ibrahim sat waited for her reply to know whether she will come or not but didn't see any.

It wasn't it wish to hurt her but he had to just do it, he hoped she won't do anything to herself and also wished she will give him the opportunity to explain what he got himself in the situation she found himself. He never knew she would still call him again, she thought she would have given up on them.

He never wished she find out about the situation the way she found out. He started calling her but she wasn't picking, he prayed she haven't done anything stupid to herself.

He thought of going to her house but that was a risky thing to do, he was sure her father wouldn't spare his life and with the situation of things even Haleemah will tear him apart on the spot.

Tbc
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💔Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔 Episode 4💔
The word 'survive' made it look like she was certain of what the future will bring forth, but she knew they will make it. The fact that Baba is the decision maker of the house, no one not even her mother can question his order make it so hard to believe if she can survive not ending up with his friend.

She wondered what her lover would have thought of her marrying her father's friend. He spoke of our she pitied girls in such situations, but surely it will really p**s him off to know she is caught up in the same situation. For a moment, Haleemah considered telling him the situation at her home, but then changed his mind. She wouldn't want him to start losing hope on them. She was about to write something else when he heard a knock on his door. It was probably her mother, her father wouldn't knock politely like that.

“One moment please,” Haleemah called, trying to look her best. Quickly, she rushed to her bathroom to washed her face, wondering what Mama would do if she sees that she has been crying, when the knocking resumed.

“Haleemah, open up it's me”, came her voice.
She opened the door, wondering what she want from her.

“Can I come in?” she asked, pushing her body closer.

“Yes of course. Come in”. She said trying not to let her emotions get the best of her.

“I hope you weren't too disappointed.”

“Disappointed?”

“Well you know how your father can be at times, he was just angry, I'm sure he will come around”.

“Don't worry he will come around after I marry Alhaji Usman”. She forced a smile trying not to be weak I'm her mother present.

“No, I'm sure he will later come around, Ibrahim is a lovely man and I'm sure your father will see that too.” she moved back towards the door, before stopping midway “You haven't eaten since yesterday, I'm sure you must be hungry I will fixed something for you” she said before she finally left her room. Haleemah watched as she walk away, is is obvious she just came to make her feel better because she knows it is not possible for Baba to give her hand in marriage to Ibrahim. Her mother has been the submitive wife, she never questioned Baba's order. She wasn't sure if her mother ever had a say on anything in the house. Baba makes the decision whether good or bad without anyone to question him. She wondered if that's what will also become of her of she marry Alhaji Usman, just a figurehead with no say in the family affair.

Hmmm

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