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Discover the electrifying tale of Maryam Abu Bakr, an elegant lady who wishes for nothing but to earn a job in a bank. she is presented with an opportunity to work in GT bank, where her father works before he died.
She got the job and do...
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Hajiya Binta and Yusuf are sitting in the hospital waiting for any news from the doctor. For a few seconds, Hajiya Binta felt like she was suffocating, she shut her eyes and focused on her breathing.
People around them scrolled on their phones, leaning on the chairs or staring sightlessly at the television mounted in the corner of the room, some are absent-minded, some munching on their snacks.
She heard the doctor calling the family of Maryam Abu bkar, a sob rose in the back of her throat, she tried to keep it down but her voice cracked when she replied that she is her mother.
The doctor's voice was filled with calmness, "You have nothing to worry about, Maryam is in good condition. She's having a mild fever and it's mixed with stress that's what provoked her fainting. It won't take more than a week for her to be great. Have faith in Allah, everything will be fine,"
"Can I visit her?" Asked Hajiya Binta, her voice desperate.
The doctor nodded. "Right now she's sleeping, I advise you to be careful because she needs to sleep,"
"Insha Allah, we'll be cautious,".
She got to see her daughter that's all she needed now, she walked inside the room, and an iv was snaking from Maryam's arm and crooks of her elbow, the blue hospital gown was large for her body.
Hajiya Binta approached the bed slowly afraid she might wake her, it was kind of freezing in the room and she wondered if she was warm enough.
She thought back to the best day of her life; when Maryam was born. The memory hit her. An involuntary cry escaped her lips, tears clouding her vision, she took a step towards the bed and tried to find a spot to sit on.
She find a spot and sat gently and quietly as she can be. "Maryam," She choked. "I'm here, I'm right here... your mother is here,"
Her voice broke and she had to gather herself. "I'm so sorry, I'm sorry this happened. Maryam...," a faint laugh escaped her lips. "I've never called you Maryam... because it's your granny's name, your father's mother. Hajiya Nana raised me and took me in as a daughter even though I was sent to her as a young housemaid. She made sure I attended the same school as her children, your dad was always there for me that's how we became friends, inseparable and we ended up falling in love. We fought to be together even though nobody want us to be together except Hajiya Nana, Hajiya Jamila, and of course your extraordinary Uncle Yusuf. We got married it was the second-best day of my life. Do you want to know the best day of my life? The best day was when I held you in my arms... I never want to let you go because you are my life. Without you, life will be living like a dead person,"
Hajiya Binta shut her eyes and started praying to Allah to bestow her daughter good health and strength to deal with her hardships in life.
She felt hands envelop her in a long hug that crushed the breath out of her.
