CHAPTER 21

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We hastily went to madam Fridaus's and met her sitting in her store watching the small TV which is seated on top of her standing Fridge, she had a broad smile on her face when she saw us.

" Oh you are already here... Dinner is already ready " she informed. " Oh madam Fridaus thank you so much but I think we will need to package them and take them with us cos we will be running late " my mom said to her full of smiles but madam Fridause looked a bit skeptical, quite puzzled, well of course she will be, then she posed a question.

"Running late to where my dear?? " . My mom narrated all that happened earlier on with the God sent woman at the bus station and how she offered to help us. At the end madam Fridause looked happy but yet worried, it was evident on her face.

"But how sure are you that this woman is to be trusted "

"Hmm, well she looks genuine and sincere, I believe IN SHAA ALLAH she means no harm" my mom replied back to her, she still looked worried but I guess decided to brush it off and wished us good luck and asked me to look after my mom very well. I promised her I will.. We hugged and took our dinner now packaged then walked away, heading back to the bus station.

Madam Zainab was already standing by her car at the main exit when we got there.
She gave us a reassuring smile when we got closer to her and she smiled back.

"Please have a sit " she said to us after she opened the back door of her Benz

"Thank you madam " we both said to her then hopped in.

The drive to her house was a quiet and relaxing one, I almost dozed off but the sound of her car's horn snapped me out of my doze and sat upright as I lean by the window and took in my surroundings.

We are currently in front of a giant gate, I think waiting for the security guard to come open it. The houses around look so luxurious, the whole area is like an estate. Within a minute the gate is pulled open by a security man, immediately the car jolts forward as we made our way into the house, I must say it's a beauty, full of greenery, the compound is quite big, madam Zainab had to drive her around  for few seconds before making her way into the parking lot among three other expensive cars , I can tell this woman is filthy rich, no small woman.

We got down and I got a vivid view of the environment, spacious compound with a garden full of greenery just at the far end at the left side of the compound, while a two story building mansion stood firmly in the middle, beautiful flowers of various colors made a decoration before the entrance to house. It's simply captivating

" You have a beautiful house madam " my mom complimented miss Zainab, as if reading my mind

"Oh thank you ...please come with me, let's go in " she gestured with a smile

We made our way into her sitting room, the whole place screamed luxury, ranging from the massive white couch facing the big TV screen matching up with a soft and white carpet spread out in the center, plus the expensive chandelier hanging up from the ceiling not to talk of the thick mahogany dining table with the chairs around it in the dining area.

"Please have a sit " Miss Zainab said to us by gesturing with her hands

"Welcome to my humble home, like I said I live alone so I practically do almost everything myself right From cooking tiding up the place at times etc, " she paused and smiled for a brief moment and continued " But from today, i guess I will be relaxing more often, since I have you guys here to help me out with all that and keep me company. ".

"Sure madam, it will be our pleasure my mom said to her with a full grin on her face and I couldn't help but smile too.

"Please feel at home... Let me go get you guys something to drink" Miss Zainab said to us then stood up to leave after a minute she came back with a tray on it were a cartoon of fruit juice plus three glass cups. She served us with some and also drank some herself.

There was some moments of silence until the voice of miss Zainab came through

"Okay please come with me so I show you guys your rooms " miss Zainab stood up and my mom and i followed her behind.

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