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"Asmau hurry we will miss our flight." I said,slightly annoyed.

"I am coming,Noorie." She yelled. We are going to Dubai today. Asmau has been wasting our time doing what I don't know.

"Finally" I said,rolling my eyes. She is wearing a maroon maxi gown with a black veil. "What have you been doing upstairs Asmau?" Goggo asked coming out from the kitchen.

"I am sorry everyone. I was packing." She replied.

"What were you doing since last two weeks?" Goggo asked.

"I have been packing. I am sorry for wasting your time." She replied

"It's fine we will be late. Let's go" Kaka said,heading outside.

"The ride to the airports was a silent one. Everybody was lost in his or her thought. For me,I was thinking about my mum. I am kind of happy I will be free from her constant trouble but I am sad. I will miss her even though our relationship is not like a normal mother-daughter relationship. I will still miss her.

Here comes the good bye tears. I mentally rolled my eyes.

"I am missing the both of you already. The house will be so boring without you two." Goggo said in tears.

"It's okay my darling. Stop crying." Kaka said,petting her. My grandparent and their drama.

"Asmau! Hauwa!" Kaka called in a stern voice. "I am sending the both of you to Dubai to study. Do not make me regret my decision. Go there and make us proud. Always pray to Allah,to guide you through the right path. Do not follow bad friends. Study hard. I pray Allah helps you and guide you through the right path. I trust my granddaughters you will surely make us proud." Kaka said,hugging me and Asmau.

"We will make you proud kaka. In sha Allah." Me and Asmau said in tears.

"That is good. Over to you wifey." Kaka winked at Goggo. Their relationship makes me want to get married.

"I trust the both of you. You are going to be in good hands." Goggo said,referring to uncle Ameer. Honestly I don't even want to live in his house.

"Thank God I will be free from your problems." Ya Fareed said.

"So you won't miss us?" I asked,faking a sad face.

"Don't mind him Noorie." Asmau said,glaring at her brother.

"Common I am just joking. I will miss the both of you so much. He pulled Asmau in for a hug. He is not my muharram so I can't hug him. Kaka and Goggo joined them turning it to a group. I had no chooce than to join the hug.

"We love you so much." Me and Asmau said in tears.

"Okay we don't want you both to miss your flight." Kaka said,dismissively.

"Bye Goggo,Kaka and Ya Fareed we love you." Me and Asmau said in unison.

Dubai,here we come.
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Dubai United Arab Emirates
We arrived at Dubai by 3pm nigeria time and by 6pm Dubai time because of the three hours time interval. This isn't my first time in Dubai. I have been here before. I come here mostly on holidays.

"Assalamu'alaikum uncle Ameer and aunt Safiyya." Aunt safiyya is uncle Ameer's wife. She is one hell of a drama queen.

"How are you? My girls looks so beautiful. It's been long I saw you both." Uncle Ameer said,hugging me and Asmau.

"Alhamdulilah we are fine Uncle Ameer." We said in unison.

"How is everyone in Nigeria?" Aunt safiyya asked with her usual attitude.

"They are all fine alhamdulilah. They sent their regards to you." Asmau said,looking at her dramatically. I trust my Asmimi.

"Okay" She mumbled. Aunt safiyya never liked my mum and Asmau's mum. She is always giving us attitude because we are their children. I don't care. I mentally rolled my eyes at her.

"The both of you must be tired let's go home." Uncle Ameer said.

The drive to their house was a silent one. Although uncle Ameer was trying to make it lively by talking about somethings that I wasn't even concentrating on.

"Masha Allah your house is very fine" I complimented. This is their new house.

"We do have good taste unlike some people" Aunt safiyya said,rolling her eyes.

"Is this woman for real." I mumbled under my breath

"Trust me aunt. I can do better." Asmau said trying to annoy her. Before she could say anything,uncle Ameer said we should freshen up and come down for dinner. He lead me and Asmau to the room we will be staying.

"After taking our bath ,we prayed and went downstairs for dinner.

"Where is Naziha,Adeel and Afeen?"Asmau asked referring to their kids.

"I haven't seen see them around. Where are they?" I inquired

"Thank God you still remember their names."
Aunt safiyya said in her usual tone. "Uhm.... I mean it's good you still remember them." She said with shaky voice when uncle Ameer glared at her.

"They are in Ruqayya's house." Uncle Ameer replied.

"That reminds me,how is she?" Inasked uncle Ameer.

"She is getting better."

Aunt Ruqayyah and aunt Safiyya are both Goggo's neice so they are my mum's cousin. Although aunt Ruqayyah is not like her sister. Aunt Ruqayyah has fibroid and it was removed two months ago.

"We will go and see her tomorrow In sha Allah." Asmau muttered.
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It been two month since we came to Dubai and to be sincere it hasn't been easy. Waking up in the morning for lectures and coming home to my aunt's drama is not easy.

I have new friends here. Jawaria and Eshaal. I met the duo on my first day in school. Jawaria is from Dubai while Eshaal is from Sudan. I really like the both of them. I am on my way to class now. I am late already all because of Asmau.

I bumped into someone while rushing to class. "I am sorry" I apologised trying to pack his book from the floor.

"It's you again?" He asked. I looked up to see the guy I bumped into back in Nigeria at the boutique. Here we are again.

"I am so sorry. I am in a hurry. I wasn't looking." I apologized.

"No problem. By the way I am Abubakar Habeeb but you can call me Affan." He introduced. I am really not in the mood for all this.

"I am Hauwa." I said ,so I won't look rude.

"Okay. Your number please." He extended his phone. What does this guy want from me. Can't he see I am late?

"Take" I said giving him back his phone after punching the number.

"I will call you"

"Okay" I replied and rushed to class.
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"Ya Allah who is this again. I am tired. I just want to sleep and my phone is ringing." I didn't even check the caller ID. I just answered the call.

"Hello" I said,rudely.

"You sound annoyed. Is everything okay?" The person asked.

"Who are you? Who the hell calls someone and tell them they sound annoyed." I honestly don't care if I sounded rude.

"I am sorry. I should have introduced myself. It's Affan." He said making me feel a little bad for sounding so rude.

"I am so sorry. I was tired. I am sorry." I apologized.

"No problem. I hope I did not disturb you?" He asked.

"No you did not." Note the sarcasm

"Okay. I just called to say hi. Save my number please. Incase of next time." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay." I replied.

"We will talk some other time. Assallamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum sallam. Goodnight." I said.

"Bye." I ended the call.

This Affan guy is something else. You called to say hi and save my number just like that. I hissed and threw my phone on the bed.

"Who are you talking to?" Asmau asked coming out of the bathroom. She should learn how to mind her business.

"No one." I mumbled. "Please off the light when you are done and goodnight " I said and turn to the other side facing the wall.

"Whatever" That was the last thing I heard before sleeping.

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