Chapter Eighteen

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JOKE OF THE DAY

Make up wahala!

I Just got a call from a friend who said his wife woke up this morning and started applying her makeup right on bed around 5:15am there in bed without bathing......

Husband stared at her and asked - "Have you lost your mind ?" Why on earth are you making up this early???

She Replies
"I need recognition to unlock my phone, it's on face and it doesn't recognise me.

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The first day Fateema appeared for her appointment with her supervisor without Abdallah, she was stunned by his reaction. He had earlier on asked her to meet up with him at IAR where he'll inspect the progress of her experiment and by the time she arrived, he was already there.

As soon as she got out of her car and started walking towards him, his eyes kept darting behind her, as if searching for something... or rather, someone.

When she stopped at a respectable distance away from him, he ignored her greeting as he urgently asked,

"Where's Abdallah?"

Shrugging in nonchalance, she replied, "Probably on the way or at home already by now. I don't know."

"You don't know?!" he exclaimed in bewilderment.

"Yes, I don't know. I'm not the one who will be picking him up from school as from now henceforth. His dad will be doing that."

At least in a way, his Uncle Mahmud can be regarded as his dad. So she isn't lying!

"His ...dad?" he queried in a low, faltering voice.

"Yes, his Father," she affirmed in a firm voice, emphasizing on the word 'father'.

"He has relieved me from the task of taking him to and from school so I can concentrate more on my studies and project. So, shall we proceed, Sir?"

His face expression completely changed at her revelation. He looked crestfallen, sad and desolated, just like a little child who had just lost his favorite toy. He appeared to be utterly touched as he looked down at the wrapped gift in his hands.

In a sad, dejected tone, he asked

"So you mean this is it? Now I can't get to see him anymore? Not even once?"

That was what stunned Fateema. Looking up into his eyes, she saw sincere, genuine hurt and dejection in them and that was what pulled at a chord in her motherly heart. She couldn't help it afterall she's a mother.

A mother whose son is obviously adored and cared for by the person standing right before her.

It doesn't matter that he's a 'chameleon' (her nickname for all men).

It doesn't matter that he's Dr. Iza-a-wuta

It doesn't matter that he treated her badly.

Nothing else matters since he cared for her love, her life, her source of joy... her one and only son!

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