NIGERIA (KANO STATE)
A beautiful girl is walking slowly on the street, she looks no older than 14 years.
She is truly beautiful, of Hausa Fulani descent, with chocolate skin, her shape resembles that of a Coca-Cola bottle despite her young age; her breasts are full and upright, and she has nice hips. Her eyes are bright and white like milk, her pupils are black with a sparkle, she has a long, beautiful nose, and her small mouth has pink lips that make her look like she has just finished applying makeup.
She is dressed in dark brown pants and a shirt that is egg white in color, with a small hijab also in egg white covering her chest. She carries a small bag on her back, and she is fully adorned as she heads to school.
As she walks, she sways slightly, singing a song, and it seems she is still enjoying her youth.
When she reaches the edge of the road, she stops and looks around.
There, she spots a blind man on the other side of the street, wearing dark glasses and holding a cane, walking with great concentration.
The blind man is truly handsome, very fair-skinned with an Arab-like appearance. He is wearing black jeans and a white shirt, and his feet are clad in black boots. He has a long nose and a small mouth with red lips shaped like a heart. There is a slight beard on the side of his face, and his hair is black and smooth, falling behind his ears with some strands falling in front of his neck. He is tall with a muscular build like a boxer, his muscles are so defined they seem ready to burst through his shirt. He has beautiful hair on his arms, and if you look closely at his face, he has a small tattoo on the left side of his neck, but his hair covers it well. The tattoo looks like a CROWN with a SWORD embedded in the center.
As soon as she spots him, she breaks into a beautiful smile.
She quickly checks her surroundings, looks to her left, sees no cars, and starts walking quickly across the street.
She runs after him.
When she gets close, she stops beside him and in a sweet voice says, "Yaya Zayd."
He doesn’t respond, and they continue walking in line.
After they have walked a distance, she turns to him and asks, "Yaya Zayd, are you going home or passing by Abba's place?"
He nods in response without saying anything.
They continue walking, she chatting away while he listens, and whenever she asks him a question, he either shakes his head or leans towards her.
Eventually, they arrive at the entrance of a house, a well-kept house with a cement finish and a light green door, a house that looks well-off and does not resemble the homes of those who struggle to make ends meet.
As they approach the door, they stop as if he knows they have arrived.
She turns to him and says, "Yaya Zayd, I will go inside now, thank you for the company," smiling brightly.
He simply nods at her, then starts walking away.
As he leaves, she turns and enters the house, greeting as she goes.
Inside, a woman is sitting in the middle of the house on a mat, sorting beans.
Slowly, she lifts her head to see who has entered, responding to the greeting,
seeing the girl, she smiles slightly and says, "Welcome back, where did you leave Nesrine?"
The girl walks over to her, sits beside her, takes off her bag and sets it aside, then picks up a tray in her hands, saying, "They have already come out, that’s why I came here."
15, November 2024
Saadatu Ali
Nice
15, November 2024
Saadatu Ali
What a beautiful novel 🥰
20, September 2024
Shehu
Interesting story