Fiction story ; The clean message of my love .

 A message arrived from a distant city, rumbling like rain descending from the heavens. Many individuals from various families gathered to listen to the sweet message.

Grace inquired, “Have you heard the message?” 

Fatuma responded, “Yes, I have heard it!” 

A large number of people rejoiced at the message from my beloved, which was filled with philosophies both worldly and otherworldly. It was a celebration of joy, akin to a wedding that had never been witnessed before.

Grace was a considerate listener, keen to interpret everything happening around her. She often informed her neighbors about any events occurring in their village. 

“If you have heard the message, let us prepare with clean attire to welcome my beloved’s wedding,” Grace declared. “What are its characteristics?” Fatuma asked along with her friends.

Later, Mussa from a nearby village suggested that if they wished to look their best for the wedding, they should discard all old, dirty clothes and don new garments for the celebration. 

“Indeed,” James nodded in agreement. “But we must first read and understand the times, and when the moment arrives, we will be ready.”

“The celebration is set; have you not seen the clouds?” Grace asked. “The clouds rumble with the light of joy, like stars in the sky.” “I have seen it with my own eyes!” Mussa exclaimed joyfully. 

“Why must we always know and understand the time?” Fatuma questioned. “Yes, we must, Fatuma,” Grace replied.

“The profound Science of love shines like a blessing in our lives,” Grace said. Thousands from neighboring areas witnessed the wedding and congratulated the bride and groom on their special day. 

“Oh! Grace, how are you?” a man called out. 

Grace replied, “I am delighted to see you!”

The story is still progressing ;_____