Salmah Mohammed Mai Na'am the middle child of Senator Mohammed Mai Na'am and his wife faces hardships and the cruel face of life after the sudden death of her parents and older sister in a plane crash. Leaving her alone with her younger brother to f...
The large and heavy front doors opened and a toddler Yusuf walked in. Naseem who was seating calmly turned around.
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"What are you doing here?"
Yusuf looked at his father and before he spoke a young beautiful looking child with green eyes walked in "dad you have visitors"
He looked at the kid behind him who looked so much like Salim(Salma's brother) and said "I know"
Yusuf made eye contact with him and said "it's not good to leave elders waiting"
He turned around and walked away while Muhammad watched as his brother stormed off.
"Umma said he got both your looks and personality dad" Muhammad said with a smile and walked away.
Naseem sat there for a while before leaving and heading towards to the living room. He wasn't surprised when he saw baba sitting down.
"Son, you're finally here"
Naseem looked at Sumayya who was beside him pealing a banana and stuffing it. He looked away and closed his eyes.
"Muhammad it's not good to eavesdrop on people go back to your room and study"
Naseem looked at him and said "what brings you to my humble abode?"
"Your sisters are getting married you should chip in something."
"All my sisters are married"
"My children the sisters you share a father with"
Naseem ignored Sumayya and just kept his eyes on baba who looked so awful. If he wasn't his son Naseem would've sworn on the holy book that this wasn't Ibrahim Waziri.
Salma walked inside the house from the main door pushing two strollers joined together. She stopped and the Nannie's took the two beautiful children.
"Take them up to their nurseries and I will have the chef make their food." It wasn't till she entered the main living room that she saw baba.
She smiled and said her greetings to him before walking away. "Won't you greet me"
Naseem closed his eyes and left them like that without saying anything. Salma just looked at him and left.
"Look Abdulahad we are not asking for much all we want is two hundred million a hundred million is enough for each daughter."
Naseem smiled "what makes you think I will give you two hundred million out of the money I earned myself without a little help from you?"
Salma who was behind the door closed her eyes and said "ya Allah do not allow this father son relationship get any worse"
"When salaha got married you threw such a high profile wedding for her. I am sure you spent more than a hundred million on her wedding events talk less of the furniture's in her ten bedroom house" Sumayya said getting angry.
He held his head and sighed "salaha is my sister and I ended up doing the duty that her father should've done.
Use the money you were supposed to use to marry salaha off to get your daughters married as for me the only weddings I have left are that of nabeel and Salim.
After their wedding then that of our children"
Bilal walked in and said to him "Sir, Tunde Is on his way he will arrive in five to seven minutes"
"Get the place ready Bilal and these guests here will be leaving see them out."
He stood up and walked inside the house. He looked at salma who had two trays in hand.
"Did you know about this?"
"Yes I did. They just came from ya Aseem's house. And before that from ya Sahla's house"
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"That woman has she no shame or what?" Saliha asked as she walked front and back in the living room.
"Help me ask saliha. She was the main cause of this family's destruction. She and her children caused all this.
It has been nine good years and nothing has changed. She is the reason for our parents divorce.
How could she walk to our respective houses and ask us to give money for her children's wedding?"
"Since your father asked you for money he really must not have enough to get them married. Listen to me and give him something" umma said.
"Umma don't put your mouth in this. This doesn't concern you and I will be damned if I have you force me to give something.
You already forced us to feed them now don't bring this talk" Aseem said while looking at her.
"You are not doing it for them you are doing it for your father"
"To hell with him" sadiq who just arrived said as he took as seat.
"Umma did you forget the disgrace and shame he and his wives caused you? Your own husband sent you to the police station accusing you of theft.
You almost slept at the station and that wasn't enough he took you to court. He took you to court umma did you forget?"
The room went dead silent for a while. Umma smiled "it's fine he is still your father"
Ya Sahla fisted her arms and said "what do you want?"
"Each of you from oldest to youngest should give at least ten million to him. It will cheer him up"
Aseem stood up "I don't have that kind of money to waste. And good luck trying to explain to Naseem the ten million is to cheer his father up.
The father who publicly humiliated him and the father who chose his other children over us. Good luck trying to explain that umma."
He stormed out without looking back. Umma's children slowly started leaving the room each giving an excuse as to why he can't give the money.
Only ya Sahla and suhaila were left with umma. "Aseem is right even if you can convince us all you won't be able to convince Naseem." Sahla said.
Ya Sahla looked at the stairs and smiled "Muhammad dear when did you return?"
"Yesterday night aunt Saha"
"How are your baby sister's?"
"They are fine and getting prettier by the day. They are so adorable saha aunt"
