CHAPTER 2

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BEING BLAMED FOR NOTHING

You know being at home is not the best thing for as for me I love home when am at school but when am home its a different story like today.

I woke up happily with my good dream ,so greet my parents and start mopping the house

"Why don't you leave money with to buy food huh!!" I heard my mom shout so i went close to the to listen to their conversation.

" Am busy okay? I wake up early to go work but money just got from the tree do u understand?"

" I work but does mean when I work I have to earn money so try to understand that I try my best but customers don't come meaning not enough money"

"That's what you always but how about me do you think i get enough money ?? huh no right so we have share the responsibility of home and the children"

"And I were you I would start managing my family well because me am l tired of arguing with every time about this family"

(Slap scream).

Did they fight?? I decided to just enter and check though I found my mum and the flow crying so i just acted. Like i didn't know anything and asked" What happened mum why are you crying " then i turned and gave my dad a cold stare till he lost and just said am going to work before he closed the  door .

" Mum tell me what happened"

"Flawa its just that *sniff*i have many problems right now and *sigh* your dad just adds to them instead of helping me with them"

Then she told me to go give my cousin money to buy some groceries.

Soon after my dad sent my mum money but she refused to use it .i finished cleaning and as i was about to iron my parents clothes since Saidah left the house.

Flash back.

"Flawa wake up you are going to start washing our clothes since Saidah has just left the house so go prepare and start washing"

"But mum I still want to sleep its early in the morning" i replied as i covered my self with the blanket.

" Its your dear because the earlier you start,the earlier you finish so bye." Mum said as she closed the door.

End of flash back.

"Hey Flawa" Junior's voice got me out of my thoughts then i remembered that he has to know about what happened between mum and dad.

"Hello Junior, you know mum and dad had an argument and mum ended up crying so i think you go talk to her since she is sad right now"

*sigh* okay i will go talk to her " he replied and headed to mum's room.

I started ironing the clothes as i waited for Juinor and finally he is out .

"So ??what happened when you talked to her"

"Just as you said it was just a little argument though you know how mum is emotional so she cried and still very upset soo  you better not piss her off".

*knod*of course I won't  thanx for the warning"

" sure anytime" ha said as he left to go work and I continued ironing as I listened to music .

" hey Flawa I have messed up big time I forgot what exactly you told me to do and bought it either less or more help me coz I know mummy is going to blow my head off.

"Woa woa woa relax and breathe Hadijah and tell what the hell you messed up''

.

*breathe in and out* "the thing is that I used more money to some items and I don't know what because I have not bought some other items."

" well then sorry but get ready coz mum is not in a good mood right now so she is gona blow you well"

"Wow Flawa you are the best and you have really helped me cool  down." Hadijah replied in a sarcastic voice.then she left to face mum

I continued ironing till Hadijah came back with a worried face and scared face and told me that something is wrong with mum.

I ran to where she was immediately I saw a tear drop from Hadijah's eyes.And when I reached I saw my mum . . . . . . .

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Hello readers its nyc to right another chapter and i hope i liked it.

Please vote and comment about this story in order for me to write a new chapter. And for you to know what happened to my mum since this is a short story about what I go and went through.

Thank you all

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 09, 2020 ⏰

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