Chapter 37

Adnan's Pov
25 years later

My eyes stared deep into the portrait of my mother Khair, she was looking beautifully drawn while dressed in the grey Abaya I had gotten her from Dubai. I felt an ease in my heart, An ease I only feel when I stare at my mothers picture. It has been five years since I last saw her. Life here in Saudi has not been easy, my father, the king of Saudi has been so busy that I hardly see him. My brother Adam, My twin. He is married and has a kid, I haven't even seen him in Three years, we only talk on FaceTime and sometimes make calls. As for my sisters, Nai'a and Nailah. They are married and both have kids of their own. My father and mother leave apart, because my mum stayed back in Nigeria to look after my old grandmothers. The mother of my father and the mother of my mother. I miss them so very much and can't wait to see them all.

"Adnan" I turned around swiftly to find my Friend, Zayn staring at me as though he had been watching me.

"You've been staring at that portrait of your mother for about fifteen minutes, why don't you go back to Nigeria and see her physically?" He asked.

"Father needs me" I said. I cascaded my hand down my hair.

"But your mum is always worried about you, Get married bro!. Your 28 years old" Zayn said. I instantly gave him a punch on the back.

"Just because you just got married doesn't mean you should force me to" I eyed him slowly. "I haven't found the right girl yet"

"Jamila, Hadiza, Maryam, Umaimah, Aisha. You have dated all these women and they are all nice and beautiful. But you have a big problem Adnan" Zayn sat on the chair in my room.

"Aren't you supposed to be on a honeymoon, why are you here disturbing my peace?" I blasted him angrily.

"My Beautiful wife has gone to see her parent, so I came here to see my handsome single friend" He said. Oh Zayn is so Annoying, I just wish I could punch him on the guts.

"Well your handsome single friend is going to see his father, so you'll be all alone in his room" I said.

"I wanna see Abba Aaron as well, I've missed him so much. So today he is around?" Zayn Asked. I nodded.

"Lets go, but do not mention your wife in front of my dad. Please Zayn" I begged and he chuckled then nodded.

We both Ambulated towards my fathers chamber where we saw the 54 years old man, my father seated on the floor with a Quran in his hand. He was reciting beautifully until I cleared my throat.

"Ahhh Zayn my boy" before my dad was done speaking. Zayn has already hugged him tight. My father chuckled. My father, Aaron still looked as handsome as before. People say I'm the replica of this beautiful human and I believe.

"Ani, Come here. Won't you give your old man a hug" my father said. I smiled and hugged him too.

"I've missed you so much dad, I can't Believe you aren't busy today" I said, After we had already broken our hug and both I and Zayn had sat down.

"Well today I lied that I am sick, Astagfurillah" My dad said and both I and Zayn chuckled loudly.

"Least I forget, Your mother is sick Ani. She has been diagnosed with diabetes" He said. He sounded sad, my father and mother share this love That blooms every single day. I'm even sure that not even the biggest of torments can destroy it.

"Diabetes, Oh my God. Mum and coke" I facepalmed myself.

"Yeah, I want you to go see her for me please. I'm very worried" His voice said it all, I knew he was worried beyond words.

"Of course Abba, I'll go see her for you" I said. He smiled widely and held my hand tight.

"Thank you my son" He said.

"Zayn how's your wife?" My father asked Zayn who was quick to speak.

"My wife is doing great" he said.

"Aren't you supposed to be on a honeymoon?" My father asked.

"Yeah but, she went to see her parent. Her mum is at the hospital" He said.

"May Allah grant her mum shifa (Good health)" My dad said and we all chanted an Ameen.

"I guess I should tell them to get the Private jet ready. I may leave tomorrow" I said.

"That's good, please do make sure you take good care of her. I'll make the maids prepare her favorite meal. Do feed her yourself, I pray it doesn't get spoilt on the way" My dad said with a smile. Even a child can tell that this man loved my mother allot.

"There's a fridge in the plane" I said and we all chuckled.

"Oh I forgot" My dad said.

"Maybe this might be the last time I see you before leaving for Nigeria. So I might as well spend my whole day here" I said. I looked at Zayn and he had began scratching the back oh his head.

"I will have to leave now, my wife might be back home" He said. I chuckled when I heard his words.

"Looks like someone's Misses his baby" Dad and I chuckled at my words.

"Looks like someone needs his own baby" He said and dad laughed out loud. I rolled my eyes and sent him the most deadliest glare of his life.

"Yen yen yen" he said. Dad laughed again at our childishness.

"Bye Abba" He gave my dad one last hug before leaving. I on the other had stayed at my dads and we both chuckled again. We cut up on missed topics which we hadn't spoken about. It was fun talking to my dad and I realized that I missed him allot. We spoke about politics, our family and most importantly me getting married. Awkward, I know right.