It was a very hot saturday,
suleiman was sweating
profusely, he entered the first
taxi that stopped infront of him ,
he told the driver his destination.
“Dont worry Oga. We will soon
get there. ” the driver said and
started the car. Suleiman closed
his eyes deep in thought. It’s
been five years that he has seen
his parents and siblings , he
missed them so much. Since he
completed his secondary school
education, he hardly stays at
home , he was awarded a
scholarship to study abroad and
he was employed immediately
after his first degree in to a multi
national company, he relocated
to south Africa , stayed there for
couple of years and got married
to Misturah, the love of his life. He
got transfered back to the
country to Abuja, his wife left
him two years later, after a seven
years of childless marriage . He
divorced her few months later.
He still missed her alot and still
wondered why she decided to
Misturah was an international
lawyer and he loved her so much
, he turned a deaf ear to
everyone’s comment about her.
“she is too rude.” her mother told
him but he gave the excuse for
that: she was born and bred in
“she is lazy. ” his sister pointed
out , even his brothers has
nothing good to say about her .
Misturah broke his ties with his
family , they hardly call him and
none ever visited him, he was so
much in love to realise this until
she finally left .
Suleiman sighed , he was going
home for the first time in seven
years!!! He cant even wait to see
He is the first child of the family
of five children, Hadrah was the
second child and the first
daughter, she got married seven
years earlier, her marriage was
his last visit back home. The third
and fourth were twins Hassan
and Hussein, they both got
married a year ago, both lives in
lagos , close to their parents ,
Kudrah was the last child , she
got married six months earlier.
The house will be so quiet now.
He wondered how their parents
were able to live alone in such a
big house all by themselves. He
still wish to have the family
together one more time.
“Alihamdulilah!! We are here.”
The driver announced and that
woke him up from the thought.
He smiled at the man , paid him
and collected his luggage from
him, watched him drove away.
He carried his bags, hung one on
his shoulder and held two on
each hand, then walked slowly to
the gate, . He dropped the bag,
and pressed the door bell. The
gate opened and the gate man
opened, he was not the old one,
the man asked him questions,
then he told him to wait so as to
call the man of the house to
announce his arrival.
“Suleiman? Let him come in .” the
man said , the other end of the
intercom. The gateman nodded ,
smiled at Suleiman and helped
him with the bags.
“i am sorry sir, i dont know you
are the “Uncle Suleiman.” the
“No problem .” Suleiman said and
followed him inside. The
compound looked completely
To be continued ins sha Allah