Chapter 12

" my school was the problem. She was surprised I finished from such an expensive university and decided to call the document fake. She claims that I can't afford a university like that,' a mechanic like me' if I might add" he sadly explain

Jafar chuckles. Sadiq also laughed remembering " but you know what? I don't blame her. If I was in a position like her I would be surprised too. But she was quick to judge, she called me a thief "

" this situation is really funny. Does she have problems with mechanics or what? " ask jafar in between laugh.

They both burst into laughter

" I think I'm the only mechanic she have a problem with coz I don't get why me being a mechanic is a problem to her. She is too rude" sadiq roll his eyes

" I get you bro. She really needs to be thought a lesson. She is too rude for her own good" said jafar

Sadiq shrugged " let's forget about my own problem for now, so how did yours go"

Jafar wore a happy smile " I got employed man. My story was almost similar to yours but mine was that, the daughter wasn't as rude and disrespectful as yours. She really was nice and without much idle, I got the job because of my punctuality "

" I'm happy for you man, I am. "

" Thanks. Don't worry, other opportunities would come your way " jafar tried to lift up sadiq's spirit.

" I pray so. We need to celebrate this great news of yours " said sadiq happily

Jafar raise his brows at him " and how are we going to do that? "

" you remember that new restaurant that got opened last week ?" jafar nodded not getting why sadiq was asking.

" let's try that place out"

If look could kill sadiq would have been buried 6ft underground " are you crazy? have you forgotten how much a plate of rice cost at that restaurant. It best we save our money than go to that expensive place. After all we can still celebrate over a bottle of coke and mama Risi's meat pie, it's more better and less "

"See what poverty had caused us. If it was then, we won't mind how much the restaurant cost us. "

" Things have already change and it best we don't do more than what we can afford " Jafar adviced

Sadiq nodded " you're right"

" I think your phone is ringing. The screen light had been flashing on and on. "

Sadiq quickly went to pick the phone from where he kept it. He check the caller name and saw that it was an unknown number.

He shrugged before picking it" hello"

" sadiqu , haba sadiq, where have you been all this time?. You just hide from everyone one, even me fa"

He smile widely when he recognized the voice " aunty yasira is that you? "

" of course silly man, it's me. How have you been? "

" I'm fine. How is your husband and I hope his daughter isn't giving you much problems coz if I could remember you once told me about you two not getting along "

" well my husband is fine and for the daughter, she is the same as always "

" I have already told you to send me her pictures so I can help kidnap and deal with her for you" he laughed

" ahhhhh, abeg don't o. Before they come and arrest you. So how is everything? Since you didn't look for me, here I am calling you"

" haba auntie yasira don't say that. I don't really have time that's why "

" who do you think you're lying to? And what is this I heard about you leaving home. Why would you do such thing sadiq? "

" you won't understand aunty yasirah ,let's just forget about it kawai. So how are my little babies"

" see you, you're asking of babies you've never seen. Every day they must ask that they want to meet their uncle. I'm sure you don't even know my husband self"

" don't worry aunty Yasirah. Since you called me then I promise to pay you a visit . Text me the address after this call and you'll see me in your house "

" I pray so. That's what you keep saying but you will never come"

" haba, you don't even trust me again?. Just send me the address and I promise to give you a surprise visit "

" OK o, I've heard you and I will be expecting "

" I will save this number. I don't have it"

" this is my new number "

"OK Aunty yasirah"

" till we talk again, bye"

" bye"

They hanged up. The smile on sadiq face never wear off ,he just couldn't believe that he has totally forgotten about aunty yasirah and she is the closest he has after his mum. She is his mum younger sister and the age difference between him and her is just three years. He stills prefers to call her aunty yasirah out of respect for his mom.

" was that the same yasira who got married nine years ago to a rich man? " asked Jafar.

" yes she is the one "

Jafar got baffled " seriously man you need to pay her a visit. "

" In shaa Allah I will"