All Chapters of One Year Gap: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

She felt as the wave of fresh air splashed on her face while she vacantly stared at her phone. What her best friend sent to her had made her up the creek. She felt restless. How could she inform Daada about it? She knew he wouldn't accept it easily, there had to be many problems she would face.Ihsan looked up from her phone, with tumult expression plastered on her face. She looked at her Maama and smiled fleetingly, she knew the best way to get to Daada was by having Maama's approval."My dear Mama, it's been long I felt your warmth," Ihsan said as she rested her head on Maama's shoulder. They were sitting in the living room.Maama looked at her and smiled, she knew whenever Ihsan acted all loving towards her she needed so

Alhaji Mustapha Argungu was scuppering his wife's words about Alhaji Ibrahim's problem, she gave him a solution, of which she thought would be the way out to both their problems."Do you think it would be the perfect solution? What if he wouldn't welcome the idea?" Alhaji Mustapha questioned his wife, who was sitting on the chair opposite him in his study room."It would be, Alhaji. And I think he would like the idea too. You also know how Alhaji Babba has been instigating us about that issue, I think we have the solution to both," Hajia Zubaida articulated, flashing her husband an assuring smile."Ok! Let me go, I know they're in the hospital by now," he spoke and stood up, heading directly to Budo specialist hospital in l

Ihsan placed back the Diary with a smile on her lips, she descended the staircases and joined her parents in the dining table. She ignored them and served herself, all in an attempt to show them she was angry."Won't you let me feed you today? Or are you angry?" Came Maama's voice, as it was laced with care. She had been feeding Ihsan since she came back, she made a promise to fill for the things she hadn't had the chance to. She wanted to have good memories with her daughter.Ihsan stubbornly looked up, shook her head as No and dug in her food, she was eating as if it was a medicine. Her hatred towards heavy food knew no bound, she loved the foods that aren't healthy to her."Ihsan, Daada is very sorry. Don't you realise i

Ummu came inside the room, she held her chin in bewilderment. She wondered what made Ihsan cry. Without a word, she sauntered to the bed and sat beside Ihsan, took her hand in her's, as she spoke in a placating way "It's okay, Ihsan. What's there to cry? Did he said anything wrong?" Ummu inquired, clearing Ihsan's tears with her thumb."No. I'm just tired of this hospital, I want to go home," Ihsan whined, and she wiped the remaining strands of tears t

They both stood up, all eyes were on her, including Sadeeq. He wondered how she knew the result, he knew they haven't opened the result, unless she had something..Ya Rabb! All this is befuddling. At first he didn't understand why their parents will make them carry out those tests, and now, the petrified looks on their faces. At the little knowledge of biology he had; he knew SS and AS aren't compatible, so what did that mean? Ya Ilahi. He really