NUAIMAT
That night, Zohra and Harees were somewhere around the house, everyone seems to have something doing, even Tanisha was with a cousin of Zohra, Ya Usayd , who was playing with kids just like Tanisha, atleast she is having a great time,
I stood by the back entrance of one of the sitting rooms and watch them, Tanisha and four other kids were playfully chasing Ya Usayd who happens to be Lawisa and Nana's senior brother, he isnt married already, by the other side i sighted two guys almost my age mates talking and giggling in the mist of four girls in their mid teen, i chuckled a bit at them, by another side were a group of older looking ladies probably in their mid to late twenties, they are six in numbers and are seated on the rug, then another side were group of five little boys who look almost ten to 11, they made a circle and were playing cards,
Then my heart leapt as i sighted Ya Zaid walking in from another door and clinging to his other hand was Sabira, the sight was so horrible for me,
"You look idle dear" said a tired old voice, i turned and there she was an old woman with a walking stick, old but neat and it seems she was the beautiful type during her youth, "i like watching from the corner" i said with a smile, she nodded and said "you know you look a lot like a lost princess of this household, you see when her mother died after her birth, i took her in and raised her and her brother as mine" she said, i did a quick guess, maybe she was talking about Zohra's father and his sister,
"Come, help me sit and i will tell you all about this family" she said forwarding her hand to me, i took the hand and she pulled me to a corner with two seats and a table in the mist, immediately two maids came around with a tray each, they placed it on the table and left, one tray consit of two teacups, tea pot, cream and sugar, the other tray consists of cookies and biscuits and i guess there are sugar free and sweetened cookies, "well go on serve us, don't be shy" she said, i smiled again and served us tea with cream, with that she cleared her throat and started.
" the Fawaz al huda family is indeed a huge family, the royal family of Qatar, our family started with our grand father Fawaz Al Huda, he married three wives at first, Sameeera bint Kareem, then Yusrah bint Alfa, then Aisha bint Abubakar, then the last wife who happens to be another princess, the daughter of the sultan of Oman at that time, her name is Naeemat bint Al Kataf, the four wives gave birth to our parents
Sameeera gave birth to 3 children, Saeedah, Saba and Umaynah, Yusra gave birth to only one child Ummukhulthum, Aisha gave birth to three children including the first son of the Fawaz Al huda Royal household, Yaseer, then his sister Armani and his brother Aliyu,
then the last wife princess Naeemah Bint Al Kataf she gave bath to one son, his name ' Dayyan it means the mighty ruler" i noticed she spoke of the last wife with respect and adoration, and i guessed she may be her direct ancestor,"It was the king's wish to see his family in large numbers, so he married off his children one by one to his relatives, and then the grandchildren appeared, i mean i and my other siblings,
Saeedah the first born gave birth to four children, Sajeedah, Auwal, Yusuf and Bilkisu, Saba gave birth to four children also, Haseeb, Fatima, Abbas and Husna, Umaynah gave birth to twins, Hassan and hassana, then Anwar, Ummukhulthum gave birth to Jana, Omar, Aidah and Zaheera ,
Yaseer gave birth to four children Hidaya, Thahani, Kareem and sani,
Amarni gave birth to only one child Maya, and that is me", i guessed wrong she isn't a decendant of the last wife but the third wife, she smiled and said "you must think the fourth wife was my great grandmother", i nodded, "well she isnt, but Naeemah was the most peace loving wife among the wives of the king, she was the youngest among the wives but the wisest among them, i heard they at some point turned to her for desicions, gudiance and counseling,
she was noted as the Fairwhite Queen, not because she was faired skin but because she was just, fair and peaceful, she was loving and caring and i was told she can be blunt",
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Nu'aimat (COMPLETED)
DragosteA Nigerian story of a teenager who found herself impregnated by her best friend, disowned by her father and loved by some others, Follow the life and story of Nuaimat and see how a daughter of low class engineer and an outcast turns out to meet one...