I read dads letter almost 5 times before moving back to Jamal's room. Jamal helped me set my cloths in the closet as the knock on the door broke me from my door.
" yes , come in " I yelled as the maid came in.
" ma'am your relatives are downstairs looking for you " she said as I nodded
I went back to the closet and picked up my red long hijab as I went downstairs leaving Jamal in the room to set my cloths in the closet.
" Ina huni ( good afternoon) " I greeted as I sat on the couch.
My mums senior sister and her two daughters were sitting on the couch in the living room as they stared at my mansion shockingly. They don't know how to speak English fluently so I would be speaking a lot of Hausa.
" yakike Ameerah ? ( how are you Ameerah ? ) " my aunty asked as I managed to fake smile but didn't work.
" Kalau ( fine ) "
" ya hankuri ( how are you coping )" she asked
" hankuri sai Allah "
Her two daughters who happens to be my cousins. But we ain't that close also greeted me as we all chatted and chatted.
" ya zainab, Ina shegiya ta ke ( where is zainab, where is the idiot ) " she asked as I breathed a laugh
I wonder if she's referring to my step mum or zee baby
" wani zainab ( which zainab)" I asked as she raised her brows
" kishiyan ki mana ( your first wife ) " she said as I sighed
" wallahi bansan inda shegiyan ta ke ba ( I swear I don't know where the idiot is ) " I stated
" toh zamu wuce ki gaishe da mijin ki ( we are leaving our greetings to your husband )" my aunty said as I escorted them outside and waved goodbye to them, before going back upstairs to my room.
I would be seeing so many visitors this days.
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