MY LIFE AT THIRTY
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By Princess ?
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was already first semester 300level, that was
2005, we had our Jihad week and we are supposed to travel to Ibadan for our Jihad week.
Aisha was to go with us, I left home with my
bag, got to school mosque and arrangement
was top notch. I was waiting to see Aisha but
there was nobody like her…i called her number
but she was not picking, i kept on trying but
her number was just ringing without anybody
answering.
I was so worried about her whereabouts that i
quickly enter cab to town to go and check her
up in her hostel since we still have some time
left, i got to her hostel but it was locked, i
asked her house mate and they said she
already left home saying she was going to
camp. I was so worried and continue calling
her number when someone eventually picked
her call and said they are at Anchormed
Hospital…Anchormed ke? What happened?
I quickly rushed down there and on getting
there i called the number again and located
the person that picked the call, i asked about
Aisha and i was told she had a bike accident
on her way to her bus stop at Oke-Odo. I
requested to see her and was led to where
she was, she had some bruises over her hand
and part of her leg. Alhamdullilahi that it
wasn’t more than that.
I received a call about thirty minutes later that
it was time for us to be going to camp, i had
to tell them to help me keep my bag somewhere that i will join the camp probably
the following day as something urgent just
happened. I knew straight away that i couldn’t
go to the camp again that very day and it was
just a five days camp.
Aishat was treated and they administer drug
for her with injection, they told us we can go
home and the only thing she need to do is to
continue using the pain reliever that was given
to her. We left the hospital and headed straight to Aisha’s hostel, i make sure she
was okay, helped her with necessary things
before leaving her place around 10pm. I took
bike from Oke-Odo straight to my house in sanrab.
I brought bread on my way to the hostel as i
remembered we didn’t have stew at home, i
got to our house and everywhere was dry already, virtually everybody was in their room.
I opened my door and it was not locked, Ismaeel was not inside either, i took the bread
to the kitchen and decided to pray first before
eating as have not prayed Asri, Moghrib and
Ishai (4pm,7pm and 8pm prayers). I headed
straight to the toilet, i opened the door and
shouted Ahuzubillahi mina sheitoni rojeem (I
seek refuge from God from Satan).
What i saw was a lady totally unclad making
use of the toilet, as in not even putting
anything on, she too shouted blood of jesus
immediately when i opened the door. I close
the door back, i don’t even know where to go,
either to stay in the room or go outside. I
picked my phone to call Ismaeel but the phone was inside our room ringing.
I was deliberating to go outside when Ismaeel
walked in from the kitchen, he was putting on
just a boxer short apparently coming from
Ezekiel’s place. He was shocked when he
sighted me and didn’t even know what to say,
we were still on the euphoria of shock when
the lady in the bathroom said “baby, please
help me with a towel and my night gown.
To be continued
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