Inception: Where Two Lines Meet

Three

"She just recently started her hospital postings and I think they're currently in Med 1 Surg 1 posting, cause I've been seeing her around often" He said

"Hmmm so what makes you think you like her?" Jafar asked and he chuckled.

"She's different."

"How"

"I don't know, but you know as usual na, because say we're mixed race, na so so every girl go just dey bawl over person" Hamza explained and Jafar chuckled at the way he spoke the pidgin English.

No way a Nigerian Student will attend a Nigerian University and not adopt the broken English language. Hamza personally cannot control it but Jafar hates it, with passion.

"I can't count how many girls I have told off in my department not to talk of outside my department. It's so annoying" 

"I can relate bro. May Allah have mercy and shield us from them and their evil" Jafar prayed as he understood his brother perfectly

"And she?"

"She's so different. She doesn't even throw any glance or seem to be taken aback by me. I mean we've met on one or two occasions but she never showed awe. I just look like a normal person to her"

"Wow. And that's because you are normal though. So that's why you like her?" Jafar asked and Hamza nodded.

"Yeah. And something tells me she's mixed as well... from her complexion"

"Hmm... And you willing to marry her?"

"Nahh I can't until I badge my MBBS degree remember"

"Then take your eyes off her" Jafar said and Hamza glared at him.

"Always straight to the point dude" He scoffed

"No time for unseriousness. You know mom and dad don't actually forbid us from getting married if we want to. So there's nothing stopping you if you really want to but I think you're not serious about it yet and you're the eldest,  you should open this door for us man" Jafar was too serious not realizing they already got home.

"The door is already opened mister man" Hamza gestured and they both looked at each other and burst into a fit of laughter. Topic of discussion changed

"We'll discuss this later" He said and Hamza nodded.

The family had a nice time feasting at the dinning table and when everyone was done satisfying their appetite, the maids came to clear the dishes.

Then men again went out to the masjid for the Isha prayer while the women stayed back home to pray.

Later in the night while everyone already retired to bed, Juweriyyah and Zayd had some other plan up their sleeve.

As Jafar climbed up on the bed to lay down, he heard a faint knock on the door.

"Who's there?" He asked halting his movements at once and Juweriyyah came in.

"Ummul Khayr? What's up?"

"Why are you all dressed up?" His curiosity got the better of him seeing her kit up in her two piece Jilbab as if she was going out.

"Need a favor from you Abu Hurayrah" She pouted and put up a puppy doll face

"What do you need?"

"Zayd wants to meet up in the sitting room and we don't want to be the only one there so I'm requesting you be a third party" She asked and Jafar's eyes widened.

"What's so important that you guys have to meet up at this hour. It's almost 10 pm fa?" Jafar was baffled

"You won't understand how important it is even if I explained" Juweriyyah looked away