Chap 17:~Meet my mother

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I prefer loneliness than fake company

Tuesday

"You got a job?"I asked the moment i walked into the living room

They thought I was sleeping so they were having a discussion without me

"Yes,someone had to work.i will work for some time before we resume uni"Salim replied changing the channel

"When do you start?"i asked sitting next to him
Curiously

"Later,I am an assistant cook in a restaurant"he replied smartly

And i smiled feeling proud
In a country like mine,even a cashier job is hard to find but Alhamdulilah
And everyone kept quiet thinking one thing or the other

The door bell rang suddenly bringing us out of thoughts

"I will go get it"i got up from the living room walking to the door

"As salam alaikum,Nailah"a familiar voice greeted with a smile

"Wa alaikumus salam"i replied smiling

"Come in"i said shifting from her way

I closed the door and we walked towards the living room

My brothers greeted her about to walk away when she stopped them to talk

"I am Halima's mother and I heard about your lost
May her soul rest in peace
Halima told me about Nailah wanting to drop out of school and I decided to take up all her responsibilities from now on
I am going to take care of you like a mother.in sha Allah
I promise"Halima's mom said softly with much honesty in her eyes

We all listened slightly surprised
This is a woman that never knew my mom,
This is a woman that i dont see often

"Thank you very much"i blurted with teary eyes

"May Allah reward you with goodness"Jamal and Kamal prayed in unison

"And double what ever you have given us"Salim added

"AMEEN,please don't mention"she said smiling

"Who will come to the car with me?I brought some food stuffs"she asked getting up

"We will go"Jamal said and Kamal nodded

"And here is twenty thousand buy additional things you will need
And yes your friend gave me this diary to give to you when I was coming back"she said handing a wrapped book to me and one thousand naira notes

"Thank you very much"i said softly

And she took me into her arms and I smiled recognising a motherly hug

"See you soon dear"she whispered walking out

And i smiled nodding
Few minutes later Jamal and Kamal entered the house with a big bag of rice
Carton of indomie,groundout oil,palm oil,sugar,milk and milo

"Isn't this world nothing?like the people that said they will never leave us
Never helped us"Salim said thoughtfully

"And then here is This woman,May Allah reward her with goodness"Jamal concluded and we all nodded in agreement

"AMEEN"we said in unison before Halima's message popped up

"Did you meet my mother yet?"

And i smiled coming up with a reply









Isn't Halima's mom
A darling?
See you in the next chapter

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