Chapter 41

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Abuja,Nigeria
Aminu Bashir Residence
Mahmoud's POV

Just the thought of me marrying that girl call zara makes me gag oh I meant zai- Zina yeah, yes Maa shaa Allah I must admit she is a good Muslim

Her beautiful fair skin is one of a kind, one might think she bathes in milk and the moment you set your eyes on her you would know it's natural not bleached making her look like my grandmother who was arab,even though I've never seen her hair I'm pretty sure its quite silky due to how her baby hair is always resting on her forehead without the use of gel, her round face coupled with her honey doe eyes that will make anyone to get lost in them under a steady gaze but I'm not just anyone, her pink pouty lips and button nose made her look undeniably cute and unresistable, surely no man can ever resist her looks and one can look at her and say she is ugly. But to me Mahmoud Hassan Abdul-rashid she is!

How can ammi expect me to marry that nutcase for goodness sake? And I'm I the one who told them I'm looking for a wife?? I'm sure it's her that begged ammi so that she could marry me, and besides is the girl deaf or what? I lead the freaking Mafia! She isn't even afraid of what me nor what would happen to her if we get married, some girls are so naive; I tsked

Just then my phone started ringing snapping out of my thoughts, I quickly offed the treadmill and wiped my sweat with the towel I kept on the side stool

"Hi lil sis" I answered panting a bit

"Yoo bro, why are you panting are you at gym" she inquired

"Yeah I'm" I replied downing half of the water in the bottle in one go

"Oh" she said making me raise a brow

"Did you just call to ask me where I am or is there something you want to discuss" I asked sitting and putting the phone on speaker

"Umm it's ammi she is refusing to eat" afrah replied picking her nails

"What? why? what happen?'' I asked worriedly as I tied my shoes

"Something about you not following her wishes and how you don't think of her as your mother" afrah slowly said so that it will sink to her brothers head

"Shit" I mumbled as I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance, I sighed ''Okay I will be there in 20 minutes'' I replied standing up and heading to my car

23 minutes later.........

I did my salam and entered the living room, I saw zina there watching TV but I ignored her presence completely I don't have time to confront her

I gently knocked on ammi's door and I heard her almost inaudible voice reply giving me permission to enter the room

"Ammi afrah just called me, she said you weren't eating why" I asked kneeling down and looking at paled face and dry lips

"Mahmoud please marry zina" here we go with this shit again I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at what she was saying

"Ammi I'm sorry I've already told you that I can't marry her even if I can i don't want to" I stubbornly said cutting off Ammi and her eyes immediately started to brim with unshed tears making me feel remorseful, I haven't been with her 13 freaking years and now that I found her I make her cry, I'm I a bad son

Yes;my heart immediately taunted
No;my brain fired

"Mahmoud surely you don't see me as your mother and it's okay it's not your fault after all who I'm I to make you get married, you just met me 2 months ago" Ammi said wiping her tears, yes she also doesn't want him to get married but it still hurts that her son doesn't agree to her wishes

"No ammi don't say that of course I see you as my mother, my queen" I replied wiping her tears with my thumb

"Then if you really see me as your mother marry zina thats the only thing I would ever ask from you,if you want you can get married again" Ammi said taking ahold of hand and looked at me with pleading eyes. I wanted to tell ammi I can't by Allah but I don't have the heart to, I can kill people merciless without any remorse but I can't say no to my mother

"May Allah bless our marriage" I simply prayed making ammi's face to break into a beautiful smile that melted my heart, if it makes her smile like this i would marry zah- I mean Zina a million times

"May Allah swt bless you my son" ammi praised kissing my forehead. Oh Zinat Aminu Bashir prepare to start living in hell, you begged for it and now you will taste my wrath I will make sure it's leaves a bitter taste in mouth

"Oh Mahmoud please don't tell anyone that you are marrying Zina including her, it's going to be a surprise'' Ammi said patting my messy hair

So you want it to be a surprise huh?

I chuckled more like scoffed "why can't I tell her, was she sad at first because I rejected her" I asked looking at ammi and she nervously chuckled

"Yeah something like that,you can go now and I'm very pleased with you Mahmoud" ammi smiled making me mirror her expression

"Alhamdulilah that's good to hear" and with that I exited the room and went to greet uncle since he is home, I salamed entering his parlour and he replied with a tired smile, zain-i mean Zina's head was resting on his laps as she continues to type her life away on her phone, I have already started imagining how I would work her to the bone

"How are you Mahmoud" baba asked looking at me

"Alhamdulilah fine uncle, how are you" I asked back respectfully

"Alhamdulilah all is well, how are you finding Nigeria" Baba asked again

"Well Nigeria is.......let's just Maa shaa Allah" I replied making him laugh out loud and I couldn't help but fake a laugh, I'm seriously not enjoying my stay here

"You would get use to it as time goes by" baba assured patting zina's head

"Yeah..... Okay I have to go now, my regards to aunt" I said as I stood up and shake his hand

The moment I left the house I called Adnan and narrated everything to him........

Hi guys
Alhamdulilah its Friday may Allah grant you all health and wealth, Amiiin

So how was the chapter? But on a serious note if you were Mahmoud and you were in his situation would you have agreed? Because me dai I will, imagine not seeing your mom for 13 years and after you reunite she asked you for a favor and you deny it....

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