Our love journey

chapter 1

Abdallah's Pov

"Princess let's go or else we will both be late" I said grabbing my 4 years old daughter's school bag and lunch bag from the kitchen counter.

It's been four years without my dearest wife but the memories we shared were as fresh as she was alive. Amanah has grown into a beautiful young baby, she's the exact copy of her mother,she's a little bit stubborn but Alhamdulilah.

It's really tiring to take care of a baby because she's such a crying baby till date. She likes bubble bath and just forget about it because if I start listing the things I and Amanah used to do we will surely be late so let's save it for another day.

"Daddy, whach are you doing?" My angel said shaking me bringing me out of my own thoughts, I smiled and picked her up, "let's go or else you will not be able to enter the school today as well." She giggled and we walked to the car.

I dropped her in the front seat, put her bags at the back seat and we zoomed out of the house. When we reached the school gate it was already closed and she's going to miss school today as well.

"I'm not going" she said laughing, it seems she enjoyed missing classes and I really don't like it. "Let's go and beg the head teacher" I said but Amanah being herself started crying and I knew no matter how I tried explaining things to her she won't be able to understand, so we drove to my office.

Yeah I'm already the CEO of the company, so I walked in with my princess by my side and Bam we entered the office and I started working giving my angel my phone to play game.

I've been working for almost 4 hours with Amanah distracting me, whenever she got tired she pick the phone again and continue playing. I really enjoy spending time with her, she's the only precious gift Salmah left for me so I promise to cherish for the rest of my life.

"Daddy I'm hungiyi" Amanah said so I picked her up and put her on the sofa, opened her lunch bag and brought out the noodles I cooked for her because that's the only thing I can cook in my entire life. She ate until she's full okay let's said she finished her food. She's such a foodie.

I picked her up and rocked her and before I knew she slept, so I put her on the sofa, removed her school T-shirt allowing her to have fresh air leaving her with her vest, I also removed her shoes, socks and put them back in her school bag.

I looked at her and she was sleeping peacefully without any worries, Amanah already knew he lost her mother so we used to pray to her every night before sleeping.

My phone bought me back to reality and I saw my mother calling me, "assalamualaikum" I said as I picked the phone, "where are you?" She asked sounding pissed.

"At least mama you can answer the salam right?" I asked and she hissed " yo will never change kaikam koh? Nasan Amanah yau bata je school bah, yaushe zakayi hankali ?" She kept blabbering about one thing and I kept mute listening to her tantrums because today's not the first day I'm hearing it from her.

"Better come with her now and wallahi I'm giving you 30 minutes" and she hung up, What a life.

I picked Amanah and we walked out of the office, I bet if I were a simple employee I would have been sacked from the company the way I'm always leaving the office anytime just because of my own mother's shenanigans.

We reached my parents house and the horn woke up my angel, the gate man opened it and we drove inside. As soon as I saw the beautiful Mansion of my father my heart skipped a bit because I knew what mama was going to rant about.

I knock on the door and my stubborn sister opened the door "ya salam yah A why did you come after knowing mama's troublesome" Sarah said, I smiled and hugged her "after knowing what she's talking about I don't have the strength anymore to be explaining things to her saratu" she hit me on my shoulders and said "Allah yasa tamah masifa" and she scooped Amanah up and walked away. She hate it when she is being called saratu rather Sarah.

I walked to the living room and found my mama, Abba, Sarah, Amanah, Maryam who's my sister in law, Ameer who's my younger brother (Maryam's husband) and finally hayfah my cousin sister who lived with us after her parents passed away and is getting married soon, I wondered what new drama was going to happen right now.

"Assalamualaikum all of you" I said and they all answered except for mama. "Ina wuni mama?" I greeted and she eye me before answering "kana lfy" I smiled and greeted Abba "Abba ina wuni?" He smiled and said "lfy ya wiki, I hope everything is going smooth at work bah?" I nodded and said "Alhamdulilah Abba everything is good except for few things which we will discuss later." And he smiled .

"Maryamu daso, how far?" She smiled shyly and answered, I teased hayfah also "amaryan meh sunanshi ma?" And Sarah chipped into conversation "Khalid" and we burst into laughter. I wished we will be happy forever like this without mama trying to create a problem anymore but it seems fate isn't with me and she called my name "Abdallah."

I answered, "kasan rashin halinka ya ishe ni haka ko?" I smiled and asked "what's wrong yanzu mama?" She opened her mouth as if surprised to hear the question from me, "look at this boy wai meh ya faru, komai ma ya faru Abdallah, I've been talking to you about Amanah but you've been stubborn koh? Wallahi be careful" and I knew it was the same thing over and over again.

"Mama please not now, Amanah is here at least not in her presence" I plead but to no avail, "what's my own I've been talking to you in her absence so maybe in her presence you will be able to act like a father not as a husband since you can't act as a child to your own parents" Abba chipped in "Dan Allah stop it Mana khadijah, you've being trying to force him into marrying someone who he doesn't want at least let's allow him for some time he will come over but forcing him won't help" and since abba has talked I know this meeting has adjourned from today to till further notice Insha Allah.

Mama got angry and said "you will never change, when will he come over, it's been four good years, she surely will need a mother he can't understand her pain when she gets older, she can't tell him some things she will need a mother to talk to, but whenever I'm trying to explain things to him none of you understand you all thing I'm forcing him right? He's my son so I won't want any harm coming his way but no you all think I don't want his happiness bah yayi muku kyau" and she stood and walked away.

I released my sigh I never knew I'm holding, won't my princess tell me some things when she grow up, I know she will, mama is just worried about nothing. And getting married won't even help me in anything actually so let's forget the issue of marriage and focused on my little angel, My own Salmah Amanah Abdallah, and a smile escaped my lips.

Assalamualaikum,
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