"Assalamualaikum"
Sadiq raised his head and was met with his drained friend. He unplugged the iron he was using " waalaikumusalam. Finally you're here." he said to jafar .
Jafar walks straight to the bed, he kept his bag one side and lat flat on the the bed.
" I'm so so tired and hungry wallahi"
Sadiq hang the shirt he ironed and went to drag a stool to sit on " see this boy fa, wasn't there a cafeteria at your work place? "
Jafar sighed " of course there is, I didn't go there coz their price is too high. I haven't even earned my first salary self so why waste so much money" he pout with sagged shoulder .
Sadiq look at him funnily " you better not kill yourself with this your economising. With time everything will get better. "
" hmm I heard you "
Sadiq only shake his head " I'm telling you the truth fa. I was surprised when I saw your call and the most surprising thing is the fact that you just want to ask if I have already prepare dinner" he chuckled
When jafar was on his way home after the long work at the office, he made sure to call sadiq in other to ask if dinner was ready.Already, sadiq had finished making dinner as today was his turn.
Jafar got up from bed and marched to their drawer " what do you want me to say now? I already told you that I have heard "
" anyway, how did your day go?" jafar change the topic and pull off his shirt.
Sadiq sat upright " well, it went OK? " he wasn't even sure if that was the right way to put it
Today was totally bad for Sadiq. He woke up early this morning with his major illness which was asthma. He has been diagnosed with the aliment at the age of 18 and he makes sure to always properly take good care of himself. But today's own wasn't easy, it really drained him.
Jafar scoff and gave him a quizzical look " why did you say it like you aren't even sure how your day went"he came back to sit on the bed
" well,you should already know what I meant " said sadiq.
Jafar sat, trying to process what he meant. He join two and two together " don't tell me that your asthma is back again? "
Sadiq nodded
" you really need to go to the hospital, you know how it always wears you down. Let not forget that yours is very chronic "
" of course I have taught about going to the hospital tomorrow " he stretched and stood up " anyways let me serve the food"
" I almost forgot, there is something you need to know about your brother " said jafar, remembering what sakeena had told him.
" what is it about him" sadiq asked confusingly
" something so shocking, I tell you. But let me have my meal first before I tell you, that is if you don't want me to die of hunger" he smirk
An already eager sadiq glares at him. He was all ears to what his friend wanted to say but the idiot isn't going to say anything till he have food in his stomach.
" food monger kawai " sadiq muttered and went to fetch the food
" I heard that " jafar shouted
" of course you were meant to hear"
" whatever"
***
" little one, I think you should leave the remaining work till tomorrow. You've been working since you came to the office and its 6:00pm now. " Rahama's dad scolded . He sat opposite her with crossed leg.
" I'm rounding up already, you need not to worry dad" she closed the file and smile at him.
One admirable fact about Rahama is that,she gives so much attention to her job. She is a workaholic when it comes to that and that is one of the thing some of her employees admire in her. She might not have a good character but she knows how to do her job firmly.
" so dear, I have been meaning to ask you " her dad became serious
She sat upright " what is it dad? "
" well, how is your relationship with Mansir going. Is he a gentleman as he seems to be? " he wiggled his brow.
She immediately cover her face shyly" dad" she drawled " why is it that you find joy in teasing me. I thought most father are always strict when it comes to their daughters relationship but yours is different dad" she pout.
He laughed loudly" my dear, I'm not most father. I'm Alhaji Dabo ,do you now see the difference"
" you've started again " she folded her arms with a pout
He raised his hand in surrender
" OK, do you want me to be strict with you? If that is what you want then tell me"
She sighed " well, I didn't mean it that way. I love you just the way you are dad. And for your question, he called yesterday and request to take me out tomorrow "
" so what was your reply ?"
" I said yes to him"
" That's good dear. Whatever your decision is I will support you" he held her hand in an encouraging way
" Thanks dad. You really are one in a million and I'm never ever going to change you for anything in this world "
" Me too dear. Although you still have some clause and I pray that almighty Allah will lead you to the right part"
" Ameen , even though I know that I did nothing wrong" she roll her eyes
" hmm, you this child " he shakes his head
" Dad you don't need to disturb yourself. If it is changes you want then I will try my best"
"you better try harder " he warned " what about the young man I told you to give a call? "
She gave him a quizzical look,trying to remember what man
" what man? "
" the young man who came for an interview last three days "
She made a 'oh' sound when she remembers " I totally forgot dad. I was too choked up with work, I promise to give him a call today. Infant right now"
How come I forgot to give the mechanic guy a call ?
She stood up to check for his document.
" don't worry dear, you can try calling him later. I really need to talk to him"
She was confused at why her dad is insisting on talking to him. Before ,she taught it was because he wanted to punish sadiq for insulting her the last time ,but now she think otherwise.
" OK dad"
The chair made a screeching sound as Alhaji Dabo stood up " I'm heading home dear or do you want me to wait for you?
" no, no you don't need to. I was thinking about making a stop at a snacks shop down town " she said and repare her Vail properly.
" OK then. Make sure you don't take too long coz it already getting dark dear" he warned
" I promise , I'll be home on time "
He nodded and left.
She used her phone as mirror to clean the little smudged mascara close to her eyes. She rechecked if it was OK and decided to take a selfie. She loves selfies. She saved one of it as her wallpaper and decides to finally get up her seat.
Rahama stretched and pack all her things inside her bag. She look for Sadiq's number in his documents since she has a copy. She saved the number as ' low life'
The name fits him, she thought and smiled wickedly. She straightened her fitted gown and finally called it a day.
" WHAT?!"He shouted in disbelief" don't be surprise" said jafarAfter he finished the plate of rice sadiq served him , he told sadiq all that sakeena had told him about mansir getting married. Sadiq just couldn't believe that his own brother is set to get married.Don't get him wrong, he isn't against his brother getting married. He was just surprised that his brother who is a womanizer is ready to get married.He knew their is more to all these, it is either the lady came from a
Sadiq decides to take the quiet route today. He has never jogged down the road before but today, something in him just wants to follow there. The road was so quiet that one can easily be kidnapped or even get rape. He thought about going back but was stop by a loud scream.He listened closely to where the noise came from. He traced the noise and was shock to see two men holding a lady down. A car was also packed in the middle of the road. The lady was helplessly stilled on the ground ,that was when he came out of his shock."WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE ?" he roared in anger.He hate the idea of witnessing such atrocity most especially rape. It's one of the
The house of Alhaji Dabo was filled with worry. It's four hours now since he left his daughter at the office and she still hasn't come back home. He called her phone and it was switched off. He also called the company and they let him know that she left three hours thirty minutes ago. Where could she be?He remembered that she told him she was going to make a stop at a eatery but she ought to have reach home. They already made a complaint at the station and they are already on the search for her. His wife was also restless, even if she wasn't in good terms with Rahama she doesn't wish for anything bad to happen to her. Where could she be?She turned to look at her worried husband " Alhaji, please don't think too much. By Allah, she will come back into this house safe and sound " she rub his back." hm, I pray so yasirah. I will never forgive myself if something bad happens to her, I won't "" please don't say that again ""
" I thought you got kidnapped or something. Man, you almost gave me a heart attack coz you don't take this long when you go jogging. Tell me what happened " a worried jafar saidImmediately Sadiq entered into the room, Jafar had been asking him where he was and what happened that made him came home late .He got scared that maybe Sadiq got an asthma attack while jogging.He's been sitting ,waiting for a call from Sadiq since Sadiq wasn't picking his calls. But now that Sadiq was home safely, his mind has calm down. But he still needs to know what happened.Sadiq didn't answer, instead he insisted on taking a bath first before telling him what happened. Now that Sadiq is out of the bathroom, he pretend as if he didn't hear what Jafar was saying.
" I'm so sorry Mansir. I thought it was someone else" she tried making her voice sound thin.Mansir never knew this side of hers. He sees her as a calm and gentle lady. This behavior of hers really surprised him." Who may have annoyed the beautiful lady to this extent? "Always the charming type, thought RahamaShe blushed when he called her beautiful, even if he couldn't see her." it one of my mechanic. Don't mind him" she replied playing with her long hair." OK then. So how was your day? "She smile lovingly " it went well at first but didn't end well" she frown remembering the goons" how do you
Jafar picks out his well ironed shirt and trouser from his wardrobe. He put them on and finally comb his hair. He kept thinking of how he couldn't wait for tomorrow,which was Friday to come soon. As he has plans to meet his sister. Her thoughts had been bothering him since the last time he saw her at the hotel. He just couldn't help this feeling in him that she is following sugar daddys. What he fear most was that, her pride shouldn't be taken away from her coz that will be the worst sin a woman could have committed. He just pray that his fear hasn't turn true.He button up his shirt and face the mirror. He repair his collar and finally spray some perfume, his all time best. He check himself out through the mirror, he knew he was eyes worthy. Even if he wasn't overly handsome ,he still has this physiques and aura that always draws ladies attention. He himself new it and he is proud of it.
Sadiq repeatedly tap his foot on the tied floor. He has been waiting for Alhaji Dabo for over 30min now. The secretary already assured him that he was on his way already. Sadiq kept thinking of the reasons why Alhaji Dabo wants to see him. Maybe it's about his constant argument with his daughter , he thought. He just pray it's nothing serious.He decides to ask the secretary this question he was trying to refrain himself from asking " erm, if I may ask, is the spoilt brat in her office? "She look at him confused " excuse me?, who might that be? "He remembers that he was supposed to refer her by her real name. Already, he was now used to calling her spoilt brat.He rub his neck " I meant Miss Rahama"The secretary chuckled softly " I knew yo
Upon reaching Rahama's house, Mansir repairs his kaftan before getting out of his car. He look remarkable perfect,if that was the right word. He is very passionate about his sense of fashion . He majestically walks to the gate and knock on it. The gateman rush to the door upon hearing the sound.The gateman peep through the peephole " Sannu oga( well-done oga) . Who are you looking for ?" asked the gate man" your madam "The gateman was confused, he remember that young madam told him to open the door for a particular young man around 2pm, which he has already done. She never made mentioned that two men will come over. Now I'm confused ,thought the gateman. Maybe I should just ask him his name, since madam already told him the name." waitin be your name, oga? " ask the gatemanMansir couldn't comprehend if this particular question the gateman asked was a joke or not.