UNTAMED PRINCESS

•Chapter 46•

NA'EEM'S POV

"Haba Na'eem! What are you doing to yourself? Because of a girl that left you and your daughter without a glance? Kaga yadda ka zama fah" Mammah scolds and I kept my mouth shut bottling up all the replies I want to give. I've never disrespected her, this won't be the first.

"Mammah I'm fine" I try to calm her down, I'm glad she cares but she doesn't have to berate Sa'adah in the process of it. "You clearly are not! This girl has you wrapped around her finger, sai yadda takeso" I didn't bother to argue because she was right, I'm a goner when it comes to Sa'adah.

"Dama ayy na fada, this girl has something up her sleeve, she only wants something from you and now that she has gotten enough Ka gani ayy, you're here moping around and I'm very sure she doesn't even care, maybe she even forgot about you" Mammah shakes her head in disappointment and I only sigh. I can defend Sa'adah from now till whenever, she won't stop berating her still.

"I told your father about it, maybe ni ka raina ni ne, but he'll talk some sense into you, kaje ka same shi, he's in his living room" she said looking away from me. "Mammah you shouldn't have told him, it wasn't even that much of a big deal" I say and she glares without a word.

That glare means 'get up and leave my room, go meet your father and douse the fire I intentionally started'

"Assalamualaikum" I stepped into the well air conditioned living room. "Walalaikumussalam" Abba's index first moved to adjust his glasses then keeps the remote he was holding before fixing his gaze on me.

"Abba ina wuni" I greet after settling on the brown and cream Persian carpet. "Na'eem, lafiya qalau. Ya gidan?" He ask. "Alhamdulillah" I reply and he clears his throat before leaning back on the sofa.

"Your mother came to me with a story. Something about your gardner informing her that your wife is not in the house out of concern, to see if everything is alright. Hakane?" Abba jumped straight into the topic of the day.

Remind me to re hire all my workers because that gardner definitely didn't inform Mammah out of concern but he was her spy in disguise. No wonder she knew some things she was not supposed to.

"Na'eem?" Abba called again and I snapped back to reality. "Hakane? What the Gardner said is true?" He ask all serious. "Eh, Hakane" I answer looking down, feeling ashamed. "Inalillahi wa Inna ilahi raj'iun. Why Na'eem? Me yasa? How can you make such a decision?" He ask his disappointment evident on his face.

"I'm sorry" I apologise. "This is not about you apologising, ba maganan hakuri bane what did she do to you for you to divorce her haka kawai without parents involvement or anything?" He ask and I look down. "Nothing" I answer. "It can't be nothing, so let's not waste each others time" he gives me a pointed look and I sigh.

I narrated everything that happened since the day I happen to set my eyes on Sa'adah for the first time as the woman I was supposed to get married to.

"Inalillahi wa Inna ilahi raj'iun, la hawla wa la quwata illa billah subhanallahi. Haba Na'eem! Haba Na'eem! How can you do that? Kaman you're not well versed in our religion? What have you done? You married a woman for a fixed amount of time? Auren Mutu'ah? Mutu'ah fah! If she was in a difficult situation and she couldn't think straight kai fah? What of you?" If Abba was disappointed earlier I don't know what he is now.

Furious, disappointed, ashamed and probably pained too.

The guilt didn't let me say a word so instead I just looked down and stare at the carpet beneath me.