My Name Is Fatima Batoul (ONHOLD)

CHAPTER TWO

CONTINUATION...

Emm...Baaba Deeje, could you please call Hamidah and tell her we're about to leave , I don't want us to still be here in Zaria by 1pm.
"Oh Fatima, sorry I forgot to tell you. Hamidah went out some minutes ago she said she was going to go and get some things in the store, she'll be back soon" Baaba Deeje replied.
"Oh Okay then , I guess we should wait for her" Fatima said while she took a sit.
"Errm. Fatima can I ask you something ?" Baaba Deeje said sitting next to Fatima.
"Of course Baaba , Anything" Fatimah replied.
"Fatima Batoul, when are you preparing on getting married?, I mean you'll be 24 by next month and you're still not married, Aren't you seeing anyone?" Baaba Deeje asked Fatima.

"Baaba, you know I told you I don't like all these sort of talks. I've told you countless times , I'm not interested, Men are not to be trusted. They will try all possible ways to win your heart, and when they do , they'll just smash it on the floor. Baaba ni gaskiya aure koh wani na miji baya gabana yanzu, I just want to face my work and look after you guys that's all" Fatima said to Baaba in anger.
"So, you still haven't forgiven your father for what he did to your Mum or you haven't forgiven him for running away ?...
"What did father do to Mummy? I thought you said they both died in a car accident, and why will he run away ?" Hamidah who was at the door asked , leaving Fatima and Baaba Deeje mouth agape.

"Hamidah, I guess it's time you finally know ths truth. They never really died in a car accident" Fatima said looking down.
"Then what really happened? Are they still alive ? Adda Batoul, please tell me what happened?" Hamidah said already in tears.

Fatima Batoul narrated the story of how their mom died and their dad ran away...

After hearing the story, Hamidah ran to her room, crying really hard .

"Fatima, I think you should go and console Hamidah, She's really hurt" Baaba Deeje said to a crying Fatima.

" Okay then I will"
Fatima left her bedroom to go meet Hamidah.

HAMIDAH'S  P.O.V

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  How could my own father murder my Mother, this can't be right.
How could they have kept this away from me for this long?
I couldn't take it no more and I quickly ran to my room leaving Adda Batoul and Baaba Deeje.
I was deep in thoughts when Adda Batoul came in

"Assalamu Alaikum" she said as she entered my room.

"Hamidah I know you don't want to see my face right now or maybe talk to me. We know we should've told you,  but we couldn't bare to see you hurt like this" she said

"And when were you guys planning on telling me? " I asked softly , looking at the window.

"Hamidah, I know you have every right to be made at us but just try to understand us. We did it for your own sake "

"Adda Batoul,  I am really hurt, but what hurt me most is that you took all the pain alone, you didn't let me share it with you.  You had to go all through that pain without me helping" I said bursting out new set of tears.

"Oh My Hamidah ,I couldn't bare to see you hurt. And everything is going to be Okay, I promise.  We will always be there when you need us"  She said as she enveloped me in a hug.

"I love you so much Adda. You're one in a million"

"I love you more Hamidah, we should get going now I want us to be in Kaduna by 1pm.  I have to meet some clients by 2pm" She said as she broke the hug.

"Alright,  mi lady.  CEO FBQ Cosmetics. " I said and she fanned her face with her hand (indicating"Im feeling myself")

And we both bursted out, laughing

"OMG, Adda Batoul ,I almost forgot my graduation,  it's next week"

"Ooh Yeah , it's true ,well we'll come back here a day  before your graduation,  and book a hotel. I don't want to come back to this house you know"

"Alright then. If you say so. And there's this my friend I want you to meet , he really wants to meet you too, I talk to him about you always."

" Oh Alright then. Hamidah lets pray Zuhr and leave for Kaduna nowwwwwwww. I don't want to be late"

"Alright Sissy. Itm going to miss Zaria " I said cleaning fake tears

"Yeah, like I care "

After praying , we all left for Kaduna. I was really going to miss home , my friends and the school itself Zaria Academy.  What a wonderful place

We arrived at Kaduna by 1:45pm. I felt like it was hours. The car halted at a huge mansion.

OH MY GOD , I couldn't believe my own sister owns this, it's not her husband's own ooo. Noooo fah. She Owns It.

When she started the building,  she never lets us to come see how it goes, because she said she wanted it to be a surprise and she sure surprised us.

We all dropped from the car.

"You like it ?" Adda Batoul asked.

"What the hell Adda ? I loveeeeeeewe it, I feel like I'm in the UK" I said while turning around.

"Masha Allah Fatima Batoul ,Your mother will be so proud of you my dear. May her soul continue to rest in peace. " Baaba Deeje said.

"Ameen Ya Rabbi" I and Adda Batoul said in unison.

Adda Batoul said she had to go and attend to some clients and she asked the gateman and the drivers to take our bags inside and some maids inside will attend to us.

"Goodluck Adda Batoul" I said to her as she entered her Black Range Rover

"Thank you sissy, and when I get back we're going for Shopping...." She said as she drove out.

I waved her goodbye. I was about to go in when I noticed someone was watching us through his window and was smiling.  He noticed I saw him and closed it immediately

Well I guess he's our neighbour.

END OF CHAPTER...