"Hurry up, Aliya!" Said Balaraba as she pushed my door opened, we were just about going to the airport to welcome Hajiya and Fawad's mother. Yes, they had arrived and we were both excited.

"Ina zuwa (I am coming), just a minute please" I said applying lipstick on my lips.

"Okay, meet me in the parking lot when you are done" She said and I nodded in acknowledgement. Thus, she left.

Ma Shaa Allah, I huffed looking at my reflection in the mirror. A perfect northern girl! I admired myself, albeit I was a combination of North and South but I chose North. I loved North.

Bismillah, I wore my...