HUSNA

Chapter 40

"Do not overrate what you have received, nor envy others. He who envies others does not obtain peace of mind."- Buddha

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ABUJA, NIGERIA...
"So, what's the plan for this wedding? I doubt it'll be well organized, considering the bride's... limitations."

"And that's not your business, is it?" Hameed   snapped.

His mother intervened, her voice stern. "Abdulhameed, I don't like your tone. Why are you scolding the poor girl?"

He  had returned to Nigeria just five days ago to attend his sibling's convocation, which had taken place the previous day. Farida often made remarks during family dinners, which always got under his skin. She never complimented Husna, and he  knew it was because Husna came from a poor family.
Farida's behavior was motivated by her desire for Abdulhameed's love and approval. However, her actions only pushed him further away. She looked down on Husna and her family, viewing them as pathetic and weak. In her eyes, they were unworthy of respect.Farida had even gone so far as to call Husna a gold digger, claiming she only wanted Abdulhameed for his money.

Whenever possible, Farida seized every opportunity to belittle Husna. She constantly compared her to her own family members, who had illustrious careers. He  had long since tuned her out, dismissing her as a nosy relative who couldn't mind her own business.He is  well aware that if circumstances were different, she wouldn't be welcome at their family gatherings. She would be too busy conquering the world to bother with their family reunions.

The twins burst into the room, descending from the stairs with huge grins on their faces. "Yessss! Ya Hameed, thank you! Thank you so much for the gift!" they exclaimed, hugging him tightly.

"You're the best bro ever, Allah yabar maka Aunty Husna!" the twins chimed in unison, squeezing him into a tight hug that left him chuckling.

"I can barely breathe!" he laughed.

He had gifted each of the twins a car, a generous gesture that left everyone stunned.

"Captain, you're not serious, are you?" Ya Mimi asked, eyes wide with wonder. "Why on earth would you gift them a car?"

His  sister smiled mischievously. "That's because he loves us, right, bro? Come on, breakfast is ready!"

As they gathered around the dining table, he  sat beside his sister, playfully tugging on her hair and making her wince.

"Common, bro! I pray your wife has hair as long as this when you get married. We'll finally be able to rest.

He  chuckled. "I don't know, I've never seen her hair, not even a single strand of it."

His mom's younger sister raised an eyebrow. "So, you want to see her hair? Or what exactly?"

He  scratched the back of his head, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Momma, no, it's just that... I have a thing for long hair, that's all. Wallahi."

"Oh, so you're looking for a Rapunzel, huh?"

He  laughed,"No, no, it's not like that. I just think long hair is beautiful, that's all."

His sister chimed in, "Yeah, and Husna's hair is really long and beautiful, I bet right, bro?"

He chuckled I don't know but I hope and pray so..

The room erupted in laughter and teasing, with Abdulhameed's family playfully ribbing him about his love of long hair.

Ya Mimi turned to him ,"So, what about the wedding, Hameed? What are your plans? Any events?"