Episode 2“Are you saying you want to marry my daughter?” her father asked him the question which was his main purpose in the house in the first place and he nodded affirmatively.Of course, he want to marry her. Why will he be there if he didn’t want to?“Yes sir, I want to do that.” He replied “What do you say your name is again?” The man asked him. “My name is Musadiq.” He said to his would be father in law and glanced at Sadiqah who was sitting on a sofa listening silently, he could not believe she would be that serious as she was that day, she had never been that serious since they have met. “What is your aqeedah?” The man asked him and he remember his first day at Aziza’s house when he had gone to seek for her hand in marriage. “He is a Muslim Dad.” Sadiqah chirped in and he watched the man looked at him sharply and told her to leave the room, “I will let you know when I need you.” He said to her and without a word, she left and he was left alone with his would be father in
EPISODE THREE “That is just a tip of the ice berg, are you ready to go into polygamy?” The man asked and he nodded. “Is your wife at home aware or how did you intend to let her know.” He asked “She has no problem with Sadiqah, Alihamdulilah.” He replied. “How did you intend to share their accommodation, do they agree to stay together or you want them to live differently?” He asked and Musodiq replied Sadiqah had no problem with the accommodation arrangement which was that they will share the same compound but the same building and the man nodded in satisfaction and Musodiq heart was beating faster at the questions. “Would you like her to stay at home or work, she has her stall.” The man asked and Musodiq replied that she can still continue with her business. Aziza is a stay at home wife.“What is your relationship like with your parents?” The man asked for he know that Allah says And lower unto them the wing of submission and humility through mercy and say: ‘My Lord, Bestow upon
CHAPTER TWO “Just like you suggested, Sadiqah will be joining the family soon ins sha Allah.” He started that evening, it was so unlike him to come early home, he had not been doing that for the past two years and it felt seeing him that early.And as soon as those words came out of his mouth, she felt a rush of sadness felt on her, yes, she had known this day will come? At least he had been having a haram relationship with her for more than two years and seems to have abandoned her totally!She wanted him to be a better man and hence why she suggested that he let her join the family, he is financially responsible to do so and rather than indulge him in a relationship with a non mahram which is the road to the biggest fitnah of all, he should just make her haram and she hope he will be just! Even though she didn’t even know if she is sure he will do that!She took a deep breath as she try not to cry, of course she want to! She is going to have to share him with the one who seem to h
CHAPTER THREEShe was surprise to see his car in the compound as she drove in, she had gone to the market to stock the house for the month and on her way home, she stopped her son’s school to pick him and got delayed a bit in traffic, she was glad she got some minutes to five and she had not even observe her Salatul Asr.She parked her car beside her husband and helped her son, he was already dozing and the first thing she did was to take him inside and made him lie on the Sofa, her husband was nowhere in the living room, she made sure he sleep comfortable after which she went back outside to take a sack of tomato, she was about to go in when she met her husband at the door entrance. They exchange teslim as he relieved her of the sack in her hands.“I was about to come help you with the loads.” He said as soon as he dropped the sack in her large kitchen.“Have you perform Salah?” he asked her and she shook her head.He then instructed her to go in and perform her Salah while he takes
CHAPTER FOURMUSADIQIn his car, parked just the next street across his home, he sighed deeply, he was confused and angry.He seems like he was going through so much, he want things to be better. He was told to put his home in place and that was what he was trying to do but he just could not even get help from his wife.Aziza, He had never seen her feel bad, he called her his gold mine. It was never his desire to get married to a woman as perfect as she was. Yes, she was perfect, she had the perfect brain, perfect behavior and a perfect body, everything was great and perfect when he saw her considering how he grew up, he didn’t know he would ever be lucky in life, He is a boy from a very humble beginning, his parents were very poor and it was difficult to even once daily. “I think you have to stop school.” His father told him one evening and he didn’t know what best to do, he had just complete his junior secondary school as at that time. “Mami, Bami said no more school again.” He
He just want a better life for himself. “I am waiting.” The man said. “Okay sir, can I get the information on how to locate your place sir, I have never been to Ibadan before.” He asked the man after a deep thought and the man gave him his business card.“You can visit anytime.” He said to her and drove off, paid him and even gave him transport fare to visit if he want to and he was left by the roadside deep in thought.He know without doubt that he will have to go see the man, there is no harm in trying , he had been in Ogbomosho for a while and travelling to Ibadan in search of greener pastures sound a like a great idea, it is one of the reason he left home. Perhaps going there will give him a better life and before making the great decision, he performed his Istikharah after Maghreb while he wait at the Masjid to perform Ishai.He just want to be guided, he know he had been through so many risks that moment and there is no way he can go back home without accomplishing his desire.
“I would not fuck up this time Adunni ins sha Allah… please, all I want is a second chance… it is only way I can have peace.” He pleaded.“I want my first love back… I need her for support, you have always been my rock right from the first day you become my wife… I want that woman that treat my parents like hers, I want that woman who always listens all the jargons I say and believe it… Please Adunni, give me a second chance.” He plead them and then he realised there were tears in her eyes again and she rested her head on his shoulder and cried. “I promise, I will learn, I will learn on how to be a just Husband and I pray Allah make it easy… and like always I need your prayers, please.” He said to her and he listened to her sobs gently and his heart melted, he had never seen this weakest part of his wife, she didn’t even cry much when she lost her pregnancy and he know she must deeply be hurt. She watched her raised her head and starred at him, “I am not crying because you want to
“Did you know how many of your missed calls I have on my phone?” he asked her and she was silent before she glanced at her friend whose attention was on the call she was making to know their conversation.“You remind me of my sister who keep calling me all the time.” He said to her.“Why will you call me sis?” she said to him and he laughed again. “Where are you?” he asked her.“I am at the stall? Are you coming?” she asked him.“Emu ke? No ooo, I am about to go back home….I need to go pick Habeebullah up and then go back home,” He said to her.“Hummm,” she said frowning and then swallowed hard. “What am I supposed to do now, the caterer…” she tried to explain.“Your step mum and I had sorted the issue out already, we discussed this morning, I was at your house to see her.” He said to her and she sighed.“Since when did you start calling my step mother to discuss my wedding?” She asked him. 'She is your mum after all... I am so sorry if you are offended but I am just following in