I Am Able - S01 E59

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I Am Able - S01 E59

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 59

Fatimah

10 years later…

“But mum she started it!” Abba said with his hand up about hitting his kid sister, Raliyah.

They were four years apart.

“Touch her and see my red eyes…” I warned him. I just didn’t know why he is aggressive.

Abba was 9, Raliyah was 5.

“Mum, why are you always siding her?” He complained, squeezing his mouth in anger.

Hmm, he was really funny.

“Men are not supposed to be beating women, or have you ever seen your dad beating me?” My words made him to sigh. “I’m asking you”

“No, mum” He uttered in a whispering tone.

“Good, that’s because it is not good!” I smiled, and then told them to off the tv and go to bed.

“Goodnight, mum” They uttered respectively before going upstairs to their separate rooms.

“Sweet dreams!” I had smiled at them.

I was very proud to have them both.

Abba resembled my father, but he was fair like his father. While Raliyah (Ummie) took almost all her things from Jasraa, also from Farzana but more beautiful due to her skin colour. Yes, she wasn’t fair and wasn’t dark too. She somehow took my complexion but was more light than me. God is really great.

As for the baby inside me, I didn’t know the person it would resemble but I hoped that it shouldn’t resemble Munir. Infact none of my kids should! I truly disliked Munir more than words could ever say, though he had packed with his family to Lagos… now working with Bonny Petroleum of Nigeria (BPN) as a clerk.

Wait a minute,

Where is my husband? I looked around.

I had been searching for him since.

Could he be outside… in the compound?

But it is night already, why outside then?

Well, let me find out. I huffed.

I was about heading out when he walked in gently with his face brimful with sadness. It seemed someone, probably our gateman had pissed him off. “Baban kids, what happened?” My words made him to heave a strange sigh.

“It is Farzana” He said walking over to me.

“Hmm, what did she said again?” I queried.

“They are not even close to Minna” He said.

Actually, Farzana was coming over. She had finished her secondary school in Jigawa and had now gotten admission into Zulu College, here in Minna.

The same university both her father and I met each other some years back.

“She should have taken the plane” He added.

“Honey, don’t worry. She will be fine!” I said.

“I pray so!” He said holding my bump. “How are my twins? Or should I even say triplets?”

“They are fine” I smiled encircling my hands around his neck. “And so worried about you”

“Really?” He took his hands off the bump and placed them on my butts. “What do they say?”

“Hmm” I sighed looking into his eyes. “They said you shouldn’t worry about their sister”

“And what again?” He kissed my forehead.

“And that we should go to bed and…”

“Have sex?” He cut me halfway.

“No, just sleep” I pouted.

“Impossible!” He squeezed my butts.

“Okay… okay, they agreed. But only if you can carry us upstairs which I doubt so” I smirked.

Verily, I had increased weight…

Yes, due to my pregnancy.

“Well, lets see…” He giggled and before I knew it, he had carried me up. Hence I screamed in fear lest I fall from his hands but he was very strong. Thus, he took me to our room and laid me onto our bed. “Prepare for world war 10 !”

“I am ready for even 11” I said laughing hard.

“Right?” He evilly wrinkled one of his brows.

“Hmm, ka dai yi a hankali please” I implored.

“Toh, shikenan” He smiled taking off his shirt.

And the rest is history.

The next day, as early as possible his phone began ringing. The phone woke us up. It was Farzana, and she had arrived… “Alright, I am coming” Yusuf said and then ended the call. I thought he would send our driver but he left the bed and began preparing. “Sai na dawo!” He pecked me just as he was done preparing.

“Drive carefully, please” I said to him.

“In Shaa Allah, my love” He said and left.

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