JAWAHIR

CHAPTER FOURTY SEVEN

Days passed by in a blur,it has now been two days of sorrow at alhaji mukhtar's house,jawahir and Muhammad have been praying every night so does mummy she is still not in talking terms with both daddy and hajiya.

Jawahir sat down in her room deep in thought when her phone ring.

"Hello mama good afternoon"

"Afternoon how are you? I hope you're not stressing yourself jawahir Aisha have told me everything"when mama hear jawahir sniff over the phone she continued "jawahir don't tell me you're crying,are you the first person to ever have a co wife or will you be the last,don't tell me you have forgotten the teachings of Allah and his prophet,crying will not stop anything from happening you need remain calm and pray to the almighty for he is the only one that can ease your mind and besides you're not even sure if he is going to marry her even if he does you know that he doesn't love her"mama concluded.

"But mama he doesn't love me too when we got married but he eventually did,how sure am I that he'll not love her too"she break down completely she's been restraining herself for the past two days.

"Subhanallah jawahir calm down,just pray to Allah no matter what he'll ease your mind"mama kept soothing her till she calm down.

"Mama please I want to come home to you"jawahir pleaded.

"No jawahir this is not the right time to leave your husband stick with him,I promise to visit you soon insha Allah"

"Dan Allah mama this house is suffocating me wallah"

"Jawahir I wish I can come pick you but I can't do this to Aisha she's been standing with you right from day one I can't just come and pick you up just like that"mama reasoned.

"You're right mama I wasn't thinking well I can't do this to mummy"they talk a bit before hang up.

"Assamualikum"feesah entered the room with a salam and jawahir answered with a small smile "adda j daddy have summoned for you he is in his parlour"

"I'll be right there now"she answered even though she's been thinking of different reason why daddy should summon for her.she wore her full length hijab before  walking to where he is. She enter with a salam and found him sitted on the sofa with worry lines on his forehead one glance at him you will know that he hasn't catch any sleep for the past two days.

"Good afternoon daddy"she greeted after she sat down in the well carpeted floor.

"Afternoon my daughter how are you doing"he asked with a ting of guilt.

"I'm fine alhamdulillah"she answer with her head duck down.

"You must be wondering why i called you this afternoon"he cleared his throat "i want to tell you a story about me and hajiya "he glanced at before he continued "hajiya and I grew up without a mother,we grew up under the care of our wicked step mother even though hajiya have tried her very best to protect me from her wrath she was and is a mother figure in my life our father may Allah forgive him didn't know the kind of life we were living in our house because our step mother was so shrewd to hide everything from ham, hajiya still remain strong and firm for me she tried her very best to protect me from all"he smile a sad smile before he continued "our mother inna at her death bed kept repeatedly telling us hajiya and I to hold on to each other and never let go of each other, she made hajiya promise her to be a mother figure in my life and protect me while she made me promise her to obey hajiya like my mother and respect her like my mother those as her last words before Allah took her life"he wiped a single tear that drop out of his eyes.

"May Allah forgive her"jawhair prayed she have never seen daddy like this he has always appears strong and a pillar to his family.

"Ameen.....so this explains why I always pay head to hajiya's demand because she was there for me when no one was and I will forever be indebted to her,jawahir I have never ask you for anything this might probably be the last, I beg with mighty name of Allah.... ask Muhammad to marry basma,you're my last hope help this helpless father and brother"he almost pleaded and jawahir couldn't take it for a grown-up  man like daddy to beg her for something that is not too much of a deal she prayed under her breath as lone tear escape her eyes "you are the only person that can make this happen I plead with you jawahir help me save the unity of my family and uphold the promise that i made to my deceased mother on her death bed"he pleaded with folded hands, he feel so ashamed of himself but what can he do hajiya have been pressuring him for the past two days. This is his last hope.

"daddy...please stop how can....."before she could finish he interrupt her.

"I know jawahir I know I'm being selfish but......"

"Daddy that's not what I mean,you said I'm your daughter and now you're begging me you could have just ordered like a father will do,Insha Allah i promise you daddy I'll make sure the promise you took is uphold"she finish clearing her tears.

"Thank you so much my daughter allahumma bareek fiki,May Allah bless you with responsible kids who will be the coolness of your eyes,May Allah protect you from all evil and grant you aljannatul firdaus indeed my son is lucky to have you as his  wife and also the mother of his kids"he kept showering her with blessings and prayers.

"Ameen ameen daddy, I hope this will only remain between us"she said with a small smile.

"Insha Allah"he answered before he dismissed her and she walk directly to her room she lock up the door and went directly to the bathroom she sat by the door and wept for what felt like an hour before she perform her wudhu and prays two raka'at seeking Allah's guidance and she felt a bit light after that.she walk to the kitchen and ate her meal. Mummy and the twins were surprised to see her acting to be her old self.

Hello guys,
Can you hear the wedding bless my people we are having three weddings,
Can you believe basma is getting married To Ya moh?
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