Eleven.

ABUJA, NIGERIA.

"I don't like this idea you are talking about, Mujawwad. Don't go acting all childish one something serious." Alhaji Sadiq scolded his last son, giving him a disapproving eyes which only brought out a beam from the latter.

"Come on, old man. You don't have to worry one bit about what my idea is, it's always been perfect. Have you forgotten when mom was so angry at you and I had to set you guys on a blind date to set out your differences?" He raised a brow seeing his father's amused and embarrassed eyes fixated on him. Anyone would've shut up but not the mischievous Mujawwad.

Apart from Bushra's bubbly self, Mujawwad is the next person that has everyone's smile intact all the time. Though his mother acts all tough, he knew just how to break