Chapter twelve

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Faridah POV

Ya Mubarak, i wish you were there. I mean Mr Amaar Ahad, the rude guy bow down for mum. He even talk to me just like a good brother in-law will do, i said exaggerating about what happened at sis house the other day, as i sat down close to ya Mubarak, while mum sat on the sofa opposite ours

That cool, I just hope he isn't pretending if not, if he breaks her heart, i will make sure i breaks his legs ,u break one while i breaks the other, right baby, he said with an high five while mum just give us a "you are crazy look"

You both should wait and see, my son in-law will make her so happy that she will forget all her past and move on. My baby heart will be full of love joy and laughter InshaAllah, just u wait and see, mum said with a broken heart. Oh ya Allah, make this woman happy, she deserves it, i prayed silently

Mubarak, take me to Yasmeen house, i want to see her, my father said, Alhaji Usman Yaseer said, the man who just the sight of yasmeen disgust him, the sight of his own flesh and blood. I was shock by what he said so i close my eyes, pinch myself and ask

Huh?? I said looking at him

You can follow us, he said which make me, ya Mubarak and mum to exchange glance

Okay, i said and went to grab a veil with my phone. The drive to her house was boring as we were lost in our own world

Alhaji Usman Yaseer POV

I was so happy cause am going to see her yet my heart ache as i thought of the pain have inflict on her, though not only her but my whole family cause am the worst father and husband anyone will think of having

After what seems like forever, we horn at the gate of her house. The house was just as big as mine, just that mine was a little bit bigger and more beautiful than this. Faridah rang the doorbell and after some minutes, the door was open revealing my son in-law

We exchange pleasantries before he usher us to enter inside. We were still talking when i heard her voice, the voice that broke my heart into million pieces. Oh ya salam forgive me, have mercy on me, have mercy on me i said

She was shock and scared to see me as she flinch a little. She hold the sofa next to her for support as she began to shiver and that moment, i wish i can just disappear into the tiny air

Flashback

Daddy daddy daddy, she said running to me as i took her and turn her around while she beam with smile

I miss you a lot. What did u bring back for me daddy, she ask as she sat on my lap while her mum came in with a bottle of water. The woman that i love with all of me

Yasmeen, allow your daddy to rest, be a good girl okay, she said trying to lift her up which make me to beam like a 5year old boy who have found his missing girlfriend

We can rest together, right my baby, i ask which she answered by nodding. I also got u a lot of chocolate, but we will hide and take it, i said whispering but loud enough for her mum to hear as she high five me

So how was school, i ask as we walk upstairs to my room

It was fine. You know one of my friends, Amira, she came to class crying and when i ask her what happened, do u know what she said?, she said in form of a question while i nod. She said her daddy beat her mummy and when she tried stopping him, he also beat her so i gave her my chocolate, i don't like her daddy. I told her my daddy is my hero, he never beat my mum, hope you won't be like her daddy right, she ask which make me to chuckle a little

No dear, i will never beat your mummy nor u InshaAllah. You know men who beat there wives are not to be treated like men but bullies, i said holding her hand in mine while she listens attentively

I love you daddy, she said pecking me

I love u too my baby girl, i said pecking her back

End of flashback

Oh ya salam, what have i turned to,i ask no one in particular

Yasmeen how are u? I ask without spearing her a glance ,too ashamed to face her

Alhamdulilah, am fine, she said in a low tune

That nice. Take care of yourself, we will be leaving. Mubarak, let go, i said

Helloooooooo. Yeah it a short chapter

Finally, here is Alhaji Yaseer POV, hope u all like it.

Guess how many secrets his hiding?? 🤔🤔

Well stay tuned

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