Nigeriabased Stories

Ibrahim, an easy going man who can sacrifice his happiness, if it means his son gets to have a mother. Maryam, a broken soul who found happiness in a second marriage that started off as nothing but a sprang of a moment help. And Sweet Little Ahad, who would do anything to keep his mother by his side. Even if it means, marrying her off to his dad. *** *** *** *** "don't leave me please, remember you promised never to leave us. Please, just stay, for Ahad's sake. Please" I pleaded "I'm sorry but I can't, your chances are gone. Just tell Ahad I love him and I always will" Maryam replied with tears streaming down her eyes. Just then, Ahad ran to her confused and startled "mom? Why is papa crying? Why have you packed your belongings?" Are you leaving? And then he fell down lifeless on the ground. Join me in this story and see what drama unfolds next😏.

"who do you think you are to walk away while I'm still talking to you" asked Asma'u, dragging her by the hand and pushing her to the floor. " you don't ignore me when I'm talking. Even your husband listens while I talk to him. I'm royalty and you're just what?... " she scoffed eyeing her from top to bottom, too and fro." you're just a pest. Hamma Saleem doesn't even like you. It's an arranged marriage and you know it, so don't act all high and mighty with me. You're not even worth looking at" finishing her sentence, she raised her hand to slap her but couldn't because of a strong force keeping it in place. Standing there holding her hand tight in his hamd is non other than Hamma Saleem. When his eyes landed on his tear stained face wife, he threw the hand quickly like a touch of volcano and rushed to his wife who was sitting on the floor looking hurt and angry. About to burst any moment. "Ummu Habeebty, are you ok? Did she hurt you?" "don't touch me with that hand" she shouted pushing his hand away, she then stood and ran off to her room. Packkk!! Was the sound that resonated in the room as he slapped her and points his fingers on her "from today onwards, I do not want to ever see you in my house again." he added running after his wife. *** *** It's a bumpy ride but surely they'll get through it. It may not be easy and it may not be like snatching candy from a kid, but at least they will be able to reach their destination...Or would they? Join me in this story of betrayal and treachery to see what drama unfolds next. Hussainatouh 💖