The lecture ended at 1pm in Gidan kwanu(Gk) campus. Gk is in the outskirts of minna along bida road. It would take about 30minutes to bosso-in FUT's worn out buses-but it took about fifteen minutes with a normal car.
My friend Zarah and I-my other friends were in a different group so there was only 2 of us-decided to join the jummat congregational prayer before returning home for the weekend.
Zahra and I both reside in the Bosso campus hostel. Although, I am based in minna while she is from Kaduna state. She had decided to follow me home for the weekend.
After our prayers at about 2:15pm, we headed to the bus park and behold!There was a very long queue-in the scorching sun- without even a single bus parked.
"Kai kai kai!" Zarah exclaimed.
"Hanini(that was her nickname for me) lets just head outside school and get a taxi", she added.
"Gaskiya"(that's right),I agreed without arguing.
Luckily,we were able to get a mahindra(keke napep) that dropped us off at the school gate.
It was very difficult getting a taxi. We were there for 15 good minutes before a Red Toyota camry pulled over in front of us.
I definitely didn't know anyone who drove such a car so I was kind of surprised. The front window slid open and Zahra leaned on
"Ina wuni(Good afternoon)", Zahra greeted.
The driver answered cheerfully so I assumed that she knew him from somewhere.
"Are you heading home?" he asked in a polished English tone.
"I'm heading to my friend's house" she said pointing at me. That was the moment I got a chance to greet him-whomever he was.
I could tell that he was tall from where I stood. He looked young,probably in his mid twenties. The man's face was definitely something to look at. His complexion wasn't the normal dark, it was that type of flawless black-beauty that you can't just help but admit is gorgeous. As tempting as his looks were they were just the type of looks that I hate to see in a guy. I've always believed that handsome guys are dangerous
"Just drop us at Adamawa street" Zahra added.
She got in the front passengers seat while I sat at the back.
The two immediately started a conversation from which I assumed he was a family friend she hadn't seen in a long time.
" So how is school? I hope it hasn't been too stressful?"
"it hasn't been easy, but I'm a survivor!" She bragged.
He smiled in response revealing a perfectly small and hollow depression in his cheek.
"How is mum and everyone at home?" She asked.
He smiled before replying,"They are all fine.
"my regards to them then", she said in a melodious tune, giving him that flirtatious smile she gave when she was up to something. That made me more uncomfortable.
Judging from Zahra's behavior, I assumed that he was one of her many crushes. They were so many that I could not keep up with their looks or habits.
"Your friend is awfully quiet", he observed staring back at me for a second.
"She's like that around strangers" responded. eyeing me playfully. I wanted to react but she was really right,so I maintained my quiet stand.
The car took the last turn just few seconds before the junction to my house. Finally! My uncomfortable trip was about to end.
When the car pulled over right before the sign board that read 'Adamawa Street'. The most surprising thing happened,he requested for Zahra's number-that wasn't surprising- and then he asked for her name.
Wait...What? I was going crazy.
I had actually gotten in to a total stranger's car all the way from Gk I managed to thank him before getting off the car.
"Zarah are you crazy? So you don't even know him and we got into his car? Haba!" I yelled unable to control my anger as we walked down to my house.
"Relax Haneem, we've arrived safely,that's one thing to be thankful for ok?"
"A'audzhu billahi (I seek refuge in Allah) thankful? Sure I am but WE got into a stranger's car,what if..."
"O please haneem, just let it go. I'll not get in to just any body's car,he looks responsible,he just wanted to help", Zahra replied rolling her eyeballs with an attitude.
My anger subsided as the gate of my house came in to view. It had been two weeks since I was at home last. The thought of the comfort and calmness awaiting me at home eased my anger.
When I looked at Zahra,all I did was shake my head. The Zahra I know would definitely fall for that epitome of beauty. I'm sure her mind was made up the moment the glass slid down.
P.S: Hello everyone! I'm really sorry my sketches are poor. I want to illustrate myself but I'm not really good at drawing. Hopefully I will get better in time. Thanks for reading!
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