He loved her , just like any man would love his sister . He protected her and respected her but it was just not meant to be . She was always a sister in his eyes .
Just then he heard some whispers coming from the men of the mosque letting him know that her close relatives had arrived , but he didn't care . This was the first time he had cried since the news broke out .
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As Ammah watched everyone get down from the car she was going to close the door when she noticed her uncle's wife- who was also her mother's twin sister- was still in the car " aunt summayah " she whispered not wanting to startle her considering how she has been more alert when she had been Informed of her daughter's death .
Summayah looked up at her niece with unshed tears and with what looked like too much effort she replied " you shall go on in before me .I need time to collect myself , I'll be there when im ready "
Ammah nods her head before closing the door of the car leaving Summayah in privacy .
She made her way into the Mosque while looking up at sign hoping that she will see one that will let her know which side was the ladies side , the mosque was filled with people making it hard for her to see what's written clearly on the signs . She was happy that her cousins husband Mubarak had encouraged people to come pray for Fatimah before her actual funereal prayer in tone of the biggest Mosque in Nigeria
Central Mosque Nigeria.
Ammah wanted to ask someone for instruction but she knew she was not in the mood and might come of as rude so she hadn't .After giving up looking at them and decided on a new tactic, looking at where the women with abayas were going to , mentally smacking her head for not doing that along time ago.
MashaAllah , her cousin was surly a beloved person.
The ladies side was packed with people paying for Fatimah . She spotted her family at the front sitting down on the Dadduma of the Mosque while they all silently cried .
Most of Fatimah's close relatives were there alhamdulillah.
But she couldn't seem to spot Mubarak who she had not seen for two years now . She could see the men section from the female section which was upstairs , usually people would be gathered around the deceased's Husband or wife but the only crowed was of the people talking to her brother and her cousins .
They were waiting to hear the men start to leave so they could leave as well but the time came soo soon when crowd's of men started to make their way to the door , Ammah looked at her cousin Marwah - Fatimah's sister with utter confusion written on her face
" girls , why don't you go and find out what is going on " Amman’ mother-safiya speaks up . They nod their heads and make their way to the door .
Just as they went out, Ammah called her brother Najib knowing that Mubarak was in no mood to answer his phone that is if he knows where it even is .
" Fatimah's body will be taken to NNPD for check up on the investigation. Ammah , Fatimah was murdered " Najib's reply came from the phone .
She hadn't realised she had dropped her phone in complete shock until Marwah shook her " what did Najib say " Marwah's small voice came out sour from all the grieving of her sister's passing away .
CHAPTER ONE.
Start from the beginning
