Date of the Date ✔️

💫For My daughter💫 Edited

Nigeria
2020
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Dressed in a dark blue pants with a matching sky blue long sleeves shirt which fitted him revealing his whole chest, a broad shoulder muscle.

His hair was weaved so shining under the light elementing from chandelier, the door to his room opened revealing a maid who bowed her head down in reaching his front.

He was sited on one of the two coffee chair in the room when the maid came in. Her head was duck low respectfully "sir hajiya said to inform you about lunch" her head was still low as Deen weaved her out of the room.

You all must he wondering who hajiya was it was Mommy, she actually got the chance to accept Islam when her son got recovered.

She took herself to a renounced masjid which was situated at the center of the town, it left her children all surprised seeing there ummi got the three tickets so they did go visit the sacred house.

Deen walked down the stairs with a big smile on his lip, the house they where presently in was Changed to a much small one which consists of three large living room one upstairs which was reserved only for him and two down Stairs.

One for hajiya as how she made everyone call her even Rafah was getting used to it by calling her hajiya even with her baby language coming off perfect.

Deen smiled seeing his family, there was nothing he loved more than them. He got wrong all those while wanting to end his life which always ruin his mood.

The table was occupied with only the two of them hajiya and him who was already smiling earful, Deen made a metal note to ask watsapp after getting his stomach filled because the aroma was already making him snap at the maid.

"Rafah is coming over today with Khadija" hajiya broke the news still smiling ear fully, Deen resisted the urge to hiss at his mother but resolved to rolling his eyes.

Khadija was the girl his mother was so much trying to match him up with but she wasn't the type he would want at this stage, he was a man and his mother was supposed to understand his better off without another woman who at the end of the day will end up dying.

He knew deep down it was his biggest fear he had never pictured akthar leaving his life alone with his daughter.

"You Know you have to settle down Rafah is just growing up don't you think she need a mother figure in her life aleemudeen, and Khadija is in the best position they both are inseparable with each other"

Deen's POV

I almost zoomed out as she rambled on and on about me taking a wife Khadija or whatever her name was is the perfect person for my daughter but can't they just see am not still over my wife's death even though I know it's been years which am bound to let go but I don't think I'll ever do that.

"It's only going to be fair if you settled down for Rafah" her voice again brought me back, I knew my mother and sister even Rafah herself won't let me have peace of mind in this house ever since my mother bummed into Khadija at a super market where they exchange carts while at the cashier place, just how careless of her.

Khadija was said to be a girl of 29 years and still single, just how pathetic I still love my women young, but she seemed so innocent to catch up my mother's heart. While my sister on the other hand made her, her bestie while Rafah been the traitor she was always cry to have herself at Khadijat place and also my daughter wants us together.

"Mummy" I winced wanting her to drop the topic but the glare she was sending my way was enough to make me suck on my already pout lips just how pathetic they are making my life cause of a certain lady I never get to meet, like never.

I Know from all indication she won't be all beautiful been 29 and not having a suitor was something else maybe she was been selective and won't even like me, a thought crossed my mind about saying yes to my mother and lovely sister then talk the girl into not accepting it.

Yeah it's a great idea, masking of my existing with a deep squeal I watched my mother close by. "Hajiya this thing about Khadija Khadija is never ending in this house if I don't put I stop to it" I paused took a huge breath before proceeding.

"If you think she's going to be fit as a mother figure to Rafah which I don't want to be but it's fine by me because of you and rafah" I dropped the bombed shell hoping I sounded all sad.

"Do you mean it"

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Aleeyu Zaynah
5_12_2021