Chapter 38

Adnan's POV
Nigeria

The minute my car Alighted in front my mothers mansion. I felt a wave of happiness wash over me, I was happy to be back in Nigeria. I have missed this country so much and I can't wait to see my mother. I walked over to the door and knocked on it, while holding onto my suitcase and the food my father had made the maids prepare for my mum.

"Who is it?" The tiny voice of a female bellowed rudely from inside. "It's me, Adnan!" I said.

"Adnan from where?" The foolish girl asked.

"The son of Khair, the woman of the mansion" I said. The door was immediately opened and I came face to face with a lady who was dressed in a dirty white top and an Ankara wrapped around her waist. The Aroma Of spices hit my nose, she scented like curry powder with a mix of cinnamon. I fought the urge to vomit. She was beautiful though, that I couldn't deny. She looked nothing below her twenties.

"Let me help you with your luggage" she tried to touch my bag and I barked at her rudely.

"You dirty woman, don't touch my stuffs" I said Angrily as I pushed into the mansion. I could hear her say something beneath her breath and I didn't even care. She was too disgusting for my liking.

"Ammie!, where are you?" I yelled.

"Your mother..." she tried to speak but I interrupted her rudely.

"Shut up, you disgusting woman. Why do you look so dirty?. It's 3pm for Allahs sake and you haven't taken a shower. You are very DIRTY" I placed emphasis on the word dirty.

"Ani!" My mothers thundering voice echoed through the house.

"Ammie" I said happily. I ran over to her and hugged her ever so tightly. She hugged me back and smiled happily.

"What has Asiya done to you?, why such Toxic words?" My mother asked.

"Ammie she is a dirty woman. Who is she to you?" I asked Ammie.

"She is My Housekeepers Daughter" Ammie said.

"Oh" I said. "Well she should take a bath, the whole house smells bad because of her" I said.

"Ani, let's go upstairs. Asiya, Take his bag to the room I asked you to arrange" Ammie said.

"No Ammie, I'll take my bag myself"
I said.

"You are just like your father, Very Arrogant" She said.

"No Ammie, I just don't like dirty people touching my stuffs" I said.

"Asiya just take him to the room" She said and Asiya nodded. "I'll come see you in your room as soon as I shower" I said to Ammie. She pecked my forehead before smiling broadly at me and walking back upstairs.

I picked my bag and sent Asiya a deadly glare as she led me to my room. I stared at her critically from behind. She looked very dirty, oh my God. I hate dirty women.

"This is your room Mr Adnan" She said. I hissed and passed her the leather which held the food my dad had sent my mum.

"Warm it for my mum. Make sure you don't poke it with your dirty fingers" I said.

"Okay" she answered sadly. She was about to walk away when I stopped her "And Asiya, I do not want to see you looking dirty the next time I'm out. Got that?, you are very dirty" I said. She nodded sadly and walked away. I hissed and entered into the room that once belonged to my father. I took a warm shower and got dressed into my sweatpants and plain black T-shirt. I immediately came out and ran over to Ammie's room. I found her eating the food my dad had made her, she looked so happy eating it.

"Your father made this himself" she said.

"No he made the maids make it" I said.

"I'm telling you, he made it himself" she said. I began laughing. My father is such a romantics.

"That's so cute" I said.

"Ani, did you ask Asiya to take her bath?" She asked and I nodded while taking a spoon of her food.

"She was working that was why she was dirty" She said calmly.

"The maids at the palace work, they don't look like shit" I said.

"You'll never change" She held my chin.

"Dad can cook" I said. She chuckled and agreed with a nod.

"Asalamualaikum (Peace unto you)" I heard Asiya's tiny voice.

"Walaikumusalam (peace unto you too)" Both my mum and I responded.

I turned around to face her and my jaws literally dropped "Are you sure you took a bath?" I asked her Angrily.

"Yes Mr Adnan" She said.

"Oh My Allah, You still look dirty" I said.

"Ani stop that" My mother said.

"No Ammie, if this is her definition of clean, I would not love to see her looking very very dirty" I said. I could hear her sniff as she turned around and ran away. She was crying for sure.

"Look what you've done Ani, leave my room I wanna be alone" My mother said. I didn't understand them. I left my mothers room and headed for my room. I sat on my bed and suddenly a knock came through.

"Mr Adnan, Ammie says come and Eat" I heard Asiya's voice. I clenched my fist a little. I do not like that girl. One bit!.

"Go away, I'm coming" I said.

"Okay Mr Adnan" She said calmly. I could hear the sadness in her voice. I didn't care, she is very dirty.

I got up from my bed and Ambulated out of my room. I headed to the dining room and sat there. I served myself calmly while Ammie stared at me intently. She didn't say a word as I took a bite.

"Wow Ammie I miss your cooking, this is amazing" I said to Ammie. She smiled at me mischievously.

"Asiya please bring me The lemon drink" she called onto Asiya. Who immediately reached for the lemon drink from the kitchen and brought it into the dining room and poured it into a cup for Ammie.

"I didn't make the food, Asiya did" the minute she said those words, I felt irritated and began to vomit. Right in the dining room. Oh My Allah, this girl is disgusting.