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Putting some spices in her scrambled ,She quickly put a non sticking fry pan on the gas cooker while her mother just looked at her anxiously until she uttered.
"sooner or later on you will a bride fa? "Hajia smiled.
Murjanatu frowned her face, she totally hates it when someone talk about her marriage, it is never in her agenda."Mama am not going to get married soon better later seff, am still small." she whined "am so sure you are tired of me,"
"Baby na am not forcing you I just want to see my one and only daughter getting married"
Suddenly, a call through her phone rang. It was Ya Adam her eldest brother....... "Salam"
"Walaikumuasalam baby na , I have got two types of news for you,guess?"
"Yaya you like a girl and she rejected your proposal." she grinned
"No Murjanatu you are really bad at guessing......you have gotten admission to Ahmadu bello university Zaria,and your course was changed."
Hearing that made her down but at the same time happy.. Whatever situation we find ourselves we should always say alhamdulilah.
"Alhamdulilah, thank you brother for telling me " Her mother rushed her with a hug catching her off guard.
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The weather was just perfect for a day like these, today was just one of those days where someone will relax, He intended to get something from the store then go see his mother and son. She has always be his support ever since the demise of Salma. He got married to Salma when he was just finished his MSC, she was a chubby, light skinned young girl they were filled with dreams they want to fulfilled in their lifetime. It was love at first sight, they met a family event, and they happen to have several interests, likes and dislikes in other words they think alike. It was love marriage all ended when Salma died hours after she gave birth to their son Abdullah. Devastated was an understatement, Ahmad could no longer feel his old self since then. One would know he's still grieving just that he hides it. Losing a loved one to. He drove inside his mother's house, Mango tree was at the left corner of the compound, few leaves were sitting at the floor. Ahmad made his way towards the metal black door while holding a nylon bag with things inside including a bread.
"Daddy, i want to sleep, come and sleep with me" Abdulah his five year old son said.
"Dana(my son) when will you learn to sleep alone?"
"Kagani koh( you have seen right)?" Hajia Amina asked.
"This boy need a second mother, since after the demise of Salma, u haven't marry another wife."
"I don't my son to be maltreated by anybody Hajia"his gaze was fixed at the brown rugs trying to avoid his mother's eye contact
"Nobody will maltreat your son Ahmadu, you're just being paranoid about it"Hajia Amina said.
He was having mixed feelings of guilt and betrayal, his love for Salma is still there and he isn't ready to give any woman his heart.
"OK Hajia, Insha Allah I will find a spouse for Abdullah and your sake"
"You better do."
Hajia is his mother, she had never been this angry. he had to do this in order to pacify her.
"Toh (ok), sai anjima (Good bye)" He bade goodbye.
"May Allah bless you my son, thank you" she smiled.
