Chapter 9

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I gently stared at the large fashionable bed room, everything is in Italian style and the king bed am sitting on it too soft, making me want to lay down but I dare not.

She came in with a cup of water and gave it to me, I smile and muttered "thank you " to her.

She sat next to me and said
"Am very sorry for the look I gave you earlier, I didn't mean to make you that scared"

"It ok" I mumbled with my head down, holding the glass of water

"You look like someone I know, someone I always wish to see again, that's why" she said looking a kinda worried

"You will see that person insha allah" I tried to encourage
She gasp and turn to face me

"Before we discuss anything, I want you to feel free with me, take me as your own mother not only your mother in-law "

"Insha allah, thank you "

She collected the glass of water from me and gently place it on the table next to her

"So this is the lady trying to make my son run mad huh" she teased

I giggled and grinned at the same, and shy too

"Nazeef told me almost everything about you, how u guys meet, how you care and live him, your family and... Ehen how was the exams" she asked

"It was fine, alhamdulillah"

"Which course are you into"

"Interpreneaurship and Business Management "

"Wow, that's very nice but Nazeef never told me that, he only told me you are graduating soon, all the best dear"

"Thank You Ma" I uttered

"No mummy will be better, not Ma ok"

I nod and smile. We sat quiet for some minutes, the she spoke

"He loves you so much"

I looked at her in amusement, she smiles and continued

"You're the first girl that cut his attention since he came back from India, where he finished his degree and masters. I was so happy when he told me he have gotten someone, he always call telling me about u everyday. Forget the fact that he is my son, Wallahi tallahi, he is deeply in love with you, I know when he loves something so much" she literally said

Am becoming very nervous now, my cheeks are burning, I need fresh air

"I don't really know what to say" I manage to say

"You shouldn't say anything dear" she place her hand on my shoulder and draw me into a hug, I felt so safe already

"I know you love him too and will take good care of him, I trust you " she added, drawing some circles on my back.

"Let me tell you something " she said braking the hug
"Nazeef na da zuci ya (Nazeef has a strong mind", he can do anything wen he's angry, he inherite it from his father, his father is a military man, we lost him on his way to Nigeria, by plane crash "

"Subahanallah, may his soul rest in perfect peace " I prayed

"Amin dear"

"My dad is a military man too"

"Really? " she asked surprise

I nod "he is dead too"

"Ya Allah, may his soul rest in peace too, but what happened "

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