AbdulMalik cruised the city of Abuja roughly, he couldn't wait to go home and talk to hauwa, whether by force or not she must speak to him today, he wasn't able to concentrate while working through out today in the office, her thoughts kept on creeping his mind
"Hauwa!" He muttered affectionately as he glimpse at his wrist watch it was already to five in the evening, he couldn't wait to close from work as his phone shrilled it was his father, he huffed before picking the call. He knew it was another call to scare out his skeletons, yell and yell about the firms single mistake, for God sake that man doesn't even care about his feelings
"Good evening baba!" He greeted after sliding to receive
"What's good about this evening?" Mallam Gaddafi started racking and before you knew it, tears gathered in his eyes, frustration was written all over him, on the other side was a sweet wife whole turned horrible and the the other side was father whom never appreciate anything he does for the firm. He calls him incompetent! And the other source of happiness! His mother sent him a deadly message to come see her immediately, now his father commanding him to go back to the firm right away and fix the mess immediately
"Wallahi am not going back to anywhere" he shrugged as he speeds off roughly heading home
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Hauwa was sleeping comfortably at the huge and comfy bed of hajia babba, with the sweet scent of royalty sending peaceful messages to her mind! It's been long she had a good sleep like this evening own as she opened her eyes slowly
"Kin tashi?" She turned to see hajia keeping her Quran on top of the side wardrobe as she sat beside her. Suddenly a woman around her thirties appeared holding a try that has fat rounded mug which contained hot kunin gyada as she made her way to hauwa squatting before placing it beside her
"Sanny da Shan ruwa hajia! Sannu da Shan ruwa Amarya (Hauwa)" she greeted with her head ducked down.
"Yauwa! Sannu lubna!" Hajia smiled
"I hoped you set the table properly, you provided everything i asked you too especially for hauwa and the baby?" Hajia asked
"Yes hajia!" She answered too
"Toh shikenan asha ruwa lafiya" hajia said with a beautiful smile
"Thank you Hajia"
"Least I forget where's Asmau" she asked
"She's in Hajia rukky's apartment" lubna answered
"Well then, please go get Ayan for me because i know Asmau won't feed him well that small boy has been crying of hunger saboda Allah da annabi Asmau is still remorseful ko ta kulashi" Hajia nagged
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"That was how i found out that woman was a fraud" rukky finished narrating for Asma a story of how someone wanted to scam her and they both started laughing
"Kai aunty" Asma laughed and suddenly they heard a loud scream from khairy whom barged to her mother's room crying out loudly
"Yaya dai? Baby na?" Hajia rukky hugged
"Yaya kursum beat me up" she cried
"Mama i can explain" ummul kursum walked in stiffing a laugh
"Gidan ku" her mother's slippers almost landed on her body but she dodged it as she hid behind Asmau dodging the second one too
"Keep beating her, Salma will be coming back for you tomorrow or next" hajia rukky eyed her
"Mama she destroyed my paintings, I have been patient with her for a while now, she's so determined in destroying all my paintings" kursum nagged and Asma laughed at the way kursum was eying khairy
