<p>Umaru Musa Yar’Adua University is an institution that hosts people from various parts of Nigeria, ranging from the East to the West, South, and North. Among the students at this university are two beautiful young ladies, Ayusha and Aneeserh.</p><p>Ayusha is a stunning girl in her first year. She has an attractive shape that captures attention. She is not fair-skinned, but neither is she dark; her complexion is a balanced tone. Her hair flows down to her back. However, her only drawback is that God did not bless her with the ample figure typically associated with Fulani women. She hails from Katsina State.</p><p>Aneeserh, on the other hand, is also beautiful and a first-year student. The slight difference between her and Ayusha lies in her fair complexion, which shines radiantly. Additionally, she possesses the full, ample figure of a Fulani woman, though her hair is excessively thick, making it hard to manage. She hails from Jigawa State, specifically from a town called Dangyatin. It was her educational pursuit that brought her to Katsina, where she met Ayusha, and they became close friends. Aneeserh resides on campus, unlike her friend Ayusha, who lives within the city.</p><p> </p><p>—</p><p>Main Story</p><p>Walking gently as though they didn’t want to touch the ground, Aneeserh turned to her friend and said,</p><p>“Hey girl, we need to pick up the pace. This slow walking of ours won’t get us anywhere. You know how disrespectful Mr. Ojokolo can be. If he gets to the lecture hall before us, we’ll be stuck listening from outside. Remember last week we couldn’t even attend his lecture.”</p><p>"Hmmm!" Ayusha sighed. “My dear friend, you won’t understand. Since dawn, I’ve been feeling very weak. I barely managed to get ready and make it to school.”</p><p>"Subhanallah! What’s wrong with you?" Aneeserh asked, concerned.</p><p>"Honestly, I don’t know. I just feel so abnormal today. It seems like something bad is about to happen to me," Ayusha said before breaking into tears.</p><p>Aneeserh quickly covered her mouth and said,</p><p>“Please, sister, don’t say such things. Falyakul khairan aw liyasmut (Speak good or remain silent). Insha’Allah, nothing will happen to you except good.”</p><p>But as she spoke, she, too, started crying. They found a spot to sit and continued crying until they had cried enough. They sat there silently for about thirty minutes before Ayusha summoned the courage to say,</p><p>“Sister, let’s go back to the hostel since we’ve already missed this lecture. Later in the evening, we can head home for the weekend. My mom has been complaining that you haven’t been visiting lately.”</p><p>As Aneeserh was about to respond, Ayusha quickly interrupted her,</p><p>“I don’t want to hear any unnecessary excuses from you. You must spend this weekend at home with me.”</p><p>Aneeserh smiled and replied,</p><p>“Al-masifatu (Boss), your wish is my command.”</p><p>They both laughed as they got up and headed toward the hostel.</p><p> </p><p>—</p><p>“At this point, my pen stops for today. Stay tuned to follow the journey of these two young ladies. I hope this glimpse has captured your interest.”</p><p> </p><p> </p>
