FAZER LOGINLiving with the teenage thought of life always being a bed of roses, Aisha Umar Faruk got her life damaged at the revelation of her mother being a prostitute and she was raped to pay for the crimes her mother committed.Dr Nasir was her saviour and she lived with him, having a fantasy of a love-filled life until his heartless brother broke apart her rope of hope and she was left with a broken heart to stitch.Being married to Abba was a whole painful phase for Aisha and the path she followed in knowing what had been enshrouded even before she was born.“Who was the guy you were kissing right before the eyes of thousands of people?!”“What were you doing in the A & H hotel with a guy?!”“Where are you from?” All these questions and even more were asked by her husband and the answer was always the same, “I haven't gone out of this house ever since the day you restrained me from doing so.”He had never believed her because she was always the one he saw. But she was telling him the truth because she wasn't the one he saw. Who was this lady that added more salt to the wounds of Aisha Umar Faruk?
Ver maisIt was quite early in the morning, Nasir was sleeping when he felt a slight tap on his shoulders, he turned and squinting his eyes, his gaze fell on Abba. “What is it?” he groaned and tried turning back to sleep when Abba pulled the blanket he had over him.“You have to wake up, Nasir, we’re going to their house for breakfast. Humaira just sent me a text that their father said we should go for breakfast, he won’t be available for lunch and dinner today.” He replied, trying so hard to lift him up.
She lived her life in so much hardship after she was discharged from the hospital. With no shelter not food to eat. She slept from one road to the other until one day a woman whom was selling food by the road took her in and she became her maid. Life went on, even though Asiya had never for once forgot about her father, she worked hard with the hope of going back to school. And still, she was still searching for Hamisu Sada. She knew she couldn’t find him easily, but she wasn’t ready to give up. She grew fond of one of their loyal customers. He always stopped by and ate in their restaurant and sometimes made her packaged the food for her. He came to Bauchi for work, but his family lived in Taraba.
There cheeks were a mess of their tears by the time Aisha finished telling them the whole story of her life. The revelation of Mommy being a prostitute was a hard blow to Humaira’s heart and she had never wanted to see someone like she wanted to see Mommy. She wished her mother wasn’t like that, she wished she was a pious woman as Humaira always had a memory of her dead mother. She lived her life with the thought of her mother died when she was five, and now that she knew her mother wasn’t dead, she felt heartbroken over her. It was now that she dotted the lines, that stupid man that kept pestering her in ATBU was the man that made Aisha’s life a living hell and he was the one that revealed the darkest secrets about their mother. Indeed it was dark just like he threatened to reveal the dirstiest secret of Mommy.
Aisha threw her text in laughter, she was beyond happy. “I mean it, Dr, you need to come and see her, I bet you won’t be able to recognize me. Abba is hell bent in love, I think we’re going to have a wedding to blast soon.” She had been on phone with Nasir, telling him about Humaira and how Mama freaked out when Abba brought her home. They stood there laughing while Mama kept touching their cheeks to make sure they were two different people.“Aisha, there is no way I won’t recognize you amidst thousands of women





