BFFs: troubles within A Year

Epilogue

"Yes, I'm finishing all I came to do in Nigeria today. Ummu is on her way, make sure Ryan picks her from the airport." The young man fixes his Rolex watch as he ends the call.

He looks at himself in the mirror as he smirks.

Here i come hermana.

He enters his black Mercedes c300. He revs it to life and followa the cars in front of him.

Once they stop, he stops. He waits till the occupants are out of the cars and start walking before he tails them.

Once they reach the resort, he waits for them to finish wishing his sister a happy birthday before he makes his appearance.

Halima's POV

Hermana?

So he was Hermano all along. No wonder his voice sounds so familiar.
Hermano is Amir Aliyu. I turn to look at Daddy and he's clenching his fists and gritting his teeth. Then something occurrs to me, he called him dad.

I look at Amir then daddy before Amir again. I'm utterly shocked, confused. I watch as Amir makes his way to daddy.

"Hey dad. I told you that I'd make my appearance, and you thought I was bluffing. Now" he stops to look at mummy before saying "oh sorry stepmother. My bad, sorry I didn't see you there. I'm your long lost stepson, Amir Audu Kalshingi."

"What do you mean by Amir Audu Kalshingi? Sweetheart who's he? And why is be using your name as his surname?" We all look at daddy expecting an answer.

"Wait, I've seen you somewhere. What's the name of your mother?". Amir smirks.

"Uwani, Uwani Sulayman." Abba widens his eyes in surprise.

"That's my sister's name, my stepsister. She left home when her mother refused to allow her to get married to one man... "and then he widen his eyes more as if he just discovered something dreadful.

"Care to explain, Muhammad Audu Kalshingi?" Mummy widens her eyes and starta moving away from daddy. All the while, I'm still. I'm confused and to make matters worse, I'm having a splitting headache.

"Hayatee..." daddy is cut off by mummy.

"Don't, don't. Just explain yourself." Mummy is on the verge of tears. Daddy tries to touch her but she takes two steps back.

"Don't touch me, stand where you are and talk." Daddy sighs.

"You might want to sit down." He takes one of the white plastic chairs. He sits down and everyone does the same except Ammi. She stands behind mummy with her hands on her shoulders in a comforting manner. Ya Sa'eed and Teemah are looking as confused as I am. Amal and Afnan are no where to be found. 

I take the last plastic chair and sit. Daddy sighs again.

"Thirty years ago, I got married to Hajjo. She was the best wife I could ever ask for. But something was missing, children. After five years, Maami, my mother, started asking for her grandkids. We went to the hospital and Hajjo was rendered infertile, barren.

"I told Maami I don't trust doctors but Allah and she promised to disown me if I didn't get married again. I finally got her to drop the issue but then two years later she came to our house in Abuja. She said that I had to get married whether I liked it or not.

"I told Hajjo and she threw tantrums. She refused to cook for a while saying that she wasn't going to let me get married. She never talked to me or anything. We went like that for two weeks. I was getting disturbed. One day I was going to work when I almost ran over a lady in her late twenties.