SHCMUCK ✅

#ONE

Abdul don't stress yourself too much by earning. Insha Allah the lord shall provide. It's not our fault that we are poor. Hajiya Halimah said walking out of her small bedroom and met his son in the small parlor laying down on the carpeted floor. there is no couch in the parlor but a carpet. Hajiya Halima cooked outside using firewood because that is the only thing they can provide. there is only one bathroom that she shares with her son. Abdul sleeps in the parlor because it's only single room that is in the apartment.

mama am not worried I'm just thinking of a way to get money and pay for the house rent. You know how baba badamasi is and if we couldn't get the 50k next week he might send us parking and we have nowhere to go. Abdul said with a sigh.
Insha Allah we will get it before the time. Hajiya Halimah said and walk to the alcove of the parlor where she normally keep the pot of food. She grab the plate and dish the Jollof rice and dried fish she cooked with the money her son make in the market.
Abdul has nothing to do and he started selling groceries he has a grocery store in the market.

Abdulhamid Abdullah is 28 years old. he doesn't know his dad because his mom told him his dad died when he was just 4. his mom is the one that sponsored him to school up to his university level with the little money she was making while working as a cook. Hajiya Halimah works as a cook in the house of the richest man in Zaria but she stops working there when the children of the man accused her of stealing their money. her son stop her from working and he promise to start grocery work. sometimes he doesn't earn a lot.

Abdul, some people relocate here they are not that far from us and I heard they are looking for a cook. Hajiya Halimah said and Abdul sighed.
Mama, you are not going anywhere. I will not let what happen to you 3 years back happen to you again. let's accept our faith and have sabr. Mama how I so much despise rich people. they always treat the poor as animals. they consider them as nothing but a schmuck. Abdul said munching on his meal. Mama let me go back to the market I am full now. thank you, mama. Abdul said and stand up and put on his shirt that is torn on the shoulder but that is the least of his problem.

Abdul often wore one cloth for three days because he don't have enough.
Abdul, please do come back early. you know how this town is sometimes. Hajiya Halimah said. Insha Allah, I will come back before maghrib.
Abdul saunters out of the room and grabs his small Nokia phone that he used a rubber band to support it.

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ABUJA, MAITAMA

how dare you put sugar in my coffee! what the hades is wrong with you? Jannah said and pour the hot coffee on larai. but ma'am you are the one that said I should put sugar in your coffee. the geriatric woman said defensively.

Jannah got furious and slap larai hard across her face and she staggered and fall to the ground with a thud due to the unexpected reflex action that just happen. Larai was shocked because she also has a daughter who is the same age as Jannah. but because of her penury,  she is working here as a cook and she is treated as a shcmuck.

how dare you lied to me! Jannah reverberates. and threw the cup of coffee at larai but luckily for her, the mug fell on the cold tiles in the loung room and it was demolished.
Jannah what is going on there? Hajiya Khadija asked walking downstairs embellished in a cantaloupe lace and expensive jewelry on her neck.
Mummy, it's this schmuck that wanted to kill me. she knows I hate coffee with sugar and yet she makes it for me. Jannah exclaimed.

Larai you want to kill the only daughter I have but your plan will not work. Hajiya Khadija reverberated.
Mummy, I want her to be ousted now. Jannah said and larai go on her knee pleading with them not to oust her because she has nowhere to go and she doesn't know if she will be opportune to get another job somewhere else.
Okay but make sure such things don't repeat itself else you will leave this house not even Alhaji can stop you from leaving. Hajiya Khadija said in an authoritarian voice.