Chapter 4

Hafiz!

Coming out of thé airport premises i sigh in relief, thé stupid seminar actually lasted for 3days i spend an extra two days with my love it's actually been a long time since we spend some quality time together Now that i am back it will take a while before i visit again, its very unfortunate that her mum is already budging her about marriage i will really love to marry her now but honestly speaking i dont want to be thé one to confront my parent about marriage it will look as if i am desperate,

   i am despearate but i just Have to hold on till they talk to me about that i am 27 and sincerely speaking i think i am due for marriage but knowing my mum if i speak about that she will start her dramatic speeches.

"Over here dude."fazil say standing by his SUV i walk to thé car and we did our signature greeting before i enter thé car.

"How was thé seminar?"he ask as he start thé car.

"Boring as always i wishe granddad will just leave that old city and come back to continue his business, it's stressfull."I say and he nod.

"How is Nadia?" he ask with a smile.

"She is fine actually spend thé 2days because of her, its been a while we see each other and now her parent are disturbing her about marriage."I say and he chuckle.

"You should speak to uncle raheem he is understandable you'ré 27 i think you are old enough."he Say and i nod.

"You'ré 28 and still single , dude why are you still single?"i ask curiously and he roll his eyes.

"I am not single my relationship with Amaya is still intact we ré just on strike."he say and i laugh.

"You two are weird talking about Amaya i met uncle Azan at thé seminar he gavé me this that i should give it to hanan."I say removing thé book from my backpack and drop it for him.

"Its probably one of those fantasy or historical fiction books, that weird girl and her weird ways."he say and i look at thé book with a nod.

"Thought girls love all this romance book."I say and he nod.

"Hanan is différent wait till you see her music playlist you do rather pull à trigger to your skull than listen to it."he say as thé gâté to our house open.

"She is unique in a weird way."I say with a shrug as he park at thé parking lot.

"I am not going in mummy send me to run an errand for her at granny salmahs house, 

my regards to Anty jasy

Maybe i will come by later."he say, i pick my suitcase and backpack, we bid out goodbye and he leave.

I head to my apartment and freshen up before heading to thé main house.

"Good evening mummy."I say sitting next to my mum and she smile.

"How was thé trip."she ask and i nod.

"Good .

Where is daddy?"i ask and she sigh.

"They just left with Amany, i dont know where they are going to but i hope they should bring my ice-cream."my mum say and i chuckle.

"Mummy i am hungry."I say and she laugh.

"I didn't cooked today, your dad cook for himself and Amani even me i Have been snacking around since morning, just been eating junks."she say laughing and i frown.

"But mummy i told you i will be coming back today."I say annoyed and she laugh.

"Hafiz its because of food you'ré frowning your face like that, go joor your food is in thé microwave and when your dad comes back we've a something important to discuss with You."she say i smile and go to thé kitchen.

I didn't bother to check what food is it honestly speaking if you grow up in this house you will not be a picky eater because you will appreciate any food they cooked,

   my mum is thé most lazy wife ever and she cooked whenever she feels like and my dad been thé good dad he is he will cook for only himself and eat alone, trust me my family are thé most lazy people on earth i think i am thé normal being in this family.

Once thé microwave ding, i remove my food and smile its a fried rice and chicken guess today is my Lucky day,I drop the food on the small dinning in the kitchen and start eating.

Halfway eating my food the voice of my sister and father filled the house, the kitchen door swing open and my sister stand by door looking at me baffle.

"What?"I ask confused.

"DADDY YA HAFIZ IS EATING YOUR FOOD."she yell and run back into the parlour.

I drop the spoon in the sink and keep the remaining food in the microwave

Before following her to the parlour.

Trust me my dad isn't the nicest person when it comes to food.

"Da........

"My food!

hafiz did you have any idea how many hours it took me to prepare that food."my dad say looking at me baffle and i scratch my head turning my gaze to my mum who is just staring at the television clearly not interested in this conversation.

"Daddy sorry, mummy said i should eat it I thought she cooked it for me."I say and he laugh.

"Seriously hafiz.

Have your mum ever prepared meal for someone absent in the house."he say and I pout.

"Baby please leave the boy beside very soon he will start his own family and we will rest he can eat 10times if he wants to his wife Will cook for him."my mum say and i furrow my brow in confusion.

"You're right my dear let's give him the grace of this month."my father say.

"Hold on.

I dont get it dad what's going on?"I ask confused and my dad sit next to his wife as I sit next to my sister.

"Well, we think it's high time you marry, you see you're not getting any younger so we thought you should settle down and start your own family,  your mum wants to see her grandchildren."my dad say with a smile looking at his wife.

"Yes hafiz, you should settle down."my mum say with a nod and I smile.

"Really mummy, dad you both want me to marry, thank you i wanted to ask you two but I thought you will both think i am kinda desperate."I say with a shrug and they both laugh.

"Ohh come on hafiz,

You should have told us we 're your parent,beside we think Hanan will be a perfect match for you."my mum say and I look at her confuse.

"Wait. 

What?

You want me to marry hanan?"I asked baffle and they both nod with a smile.

"Yes.

She's your sister,she's a beautiful and decent girl, 

What else did you want in a lady."my mum say happily and i frown.

"Mummy i can't.

I have a girlfriend we've been dating for 8years and I love her."I say and my parents expression changes.

"Really!

A girlfriend,

tell me about this girlfriend of yours."my mum say sarcastically.

"Her name is Nadia we met at school she based there her mum is a Nigerian her dad is british, But she is a decent girl and from a very respectful family."I say and my mum chuckle mockingly.

"Baby can you hear him.

As far as I am concern you're single we send you to London to study not to be in a relationship so i dont care if you've been dating her since the day i gave birth to you, "Abdallah Hafiz Raheem" you're not marrying her."my mum say plainly and I sigh.

"Mummy.

Please "Dan girman Allah" i don't want to marry hanan, I don't love her please mummy don't do this to me, daddy please talk to her."I say to my dad but he just shrug.

"You know i will always support my darling wife soo I am sorry Mr lover man."my dad say and kiss his wife on the forehead.

"Mummy ple........

"Baby remember that new restaurant they're opening today?"my mum say to my dad and he nod.

"We should go there please before i loose my cool and do something I will end up regretting."my mum say as she pick her veil that is on the couch and they both leave the parlour with my sister trailing behind them.