chapter 2

  It's been 4 weeks without baba, four good weeks in a dilemma, everything around the house is dull, even the maids are just doing there work,his driver even came last week to check if he's still going to work here but Anty Aisha said no.

       I was sitting on my bed going through Instagram when I heard knock, it was amrah.

      "Hey baby girl is everything alright" I asked her but she looked dull and dry amrah is always lively what happened.

       "Adda Nana mama is calling you,they are in the parlour we are having a meeting" she closed the door and left, meeting. How. why. Those where the things that came into my mind first when she said we're having meeting, I immediately grab my hijjab.

     On reaching to the parlour I saw ya Abba ya moha ammar amrah and zee sitting on the carpet while mama on the chair.

       "Have a sit" mama called out, I found a place by the end and rest against the wall, am freaking weak, for denying myself food for the past weeks.

     "As you can see today is exactly four weeks without your baba,the elders and malam came yesterday to share what he left and unfortunately they said...." She sighed "they said that all his property belongs to Aisha and her children, that he left a will" what the hell, this is a big lie, my baba will never do that am very sure.

     "Mama we will not agree, we have to fight back, am the eldest in the children and I have a say in it..... And we will not agree" ya Abba argued.

       "Abba what will you do, she is a lawyer and his cousin for that matter" she is already crying my mama crying, they will pay for it.

      "But that doesn't mean we will sit down and watch then deprive us our right mama, we have nothing"Ibrahim said moving from his place to mama's place, he wiped her tears and laid his head on her lap.

      " we have each other's back and it's enough for us, and we are leaving on Monday to gombe, I have a house like this main house in gombe and I have 4 lands and 2 farms what I inherited from my Father, I will sell them out and we will manage for the mean time" with that she Left, we stared at each other before leaving the parlour to pack we have only three days.

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    Today is the day,the day we will our father's house, the day our life will change completely,leaving all the memories and things, mama already sold everything in the house,even the kitchen utensils she said she has one in the house.

        Since the day she broke the news to us we did not go out, always in the house, and we locked the house just busy packing, they didn't even mind checking on us and it doesn't matter, all that matters now is for us to be together with my family, when I say family I mean the seven of us.

        Ammi has been suffering, late at night I use to hear her light sobs, she has tried so many times to hide her emotions but she fails.

         And for ya Abba who has been holding himself not barge into their house and kill them,ammi said that no matter how,she's our Father's wife, father's wife my foot.

         "Nana get down here" I dragged my last luggage before saying goodbye to my room.

       "Please next time stay up at night to back early" ammar said while rolling his eyes

      "Next time come pack for me, do you thing packing for a girl issa joke"

  "Please stop up"

    "Allah ammar ka raina  ni, zanci kaniyan ka Allah, tell me if you get married and your wife is pregnant who will pack for her" he shot me a dead glare before turning and leaving me with my wahala.

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      After a long drive we arrived at gombe, the witches didn't even wish us save journey to our new life , ammi is right, since we have each others back then we have everything.

      If this money finish we don't know what to do,ammi did not attend only secondary and primary, ya Abba is in his final year which means he can't get a job now .

        Allah ya rufa mana  asiri,all my friends shooed me away because am no longer the Nana Fatima Umar turaki that has money, a driver,a car..... They went back to marwah.

        Except for one her name is aneesah Muhammad kabir known as Mk,she's nice,beautiful and whatever, she helped a lot,her family even gave ammi some Money.

       I hate it when somebody look at us as a pity, it pained me a lot, me Nana that is always on her way to super market having cool friends maids working for you, now it's over.

     After settling down ammi cooked dinner, we ate and everybody retired to bed, I forgot to tell you I have my own room.