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CHAPTER 33: Issa White Car.
Realizing that hissing and getting more pissed won't solve his problem Abdulmajeed grabbed his phone and dialed Aliyu.
"Hey. Ya akayi?" His voice came through the phone.
"Please can you make yourself useful since you're in Kano?" Abdulmajeed asked.
"I didn't come here for you thou."
"Please just come and help me out with something. "
"What?"
"I need to buy some car decors."
"Do you really need me for that."
"Yes please." Abdulmajeed pleaded.
From the sound of Abdulmajeed's voice, his best friend knew that going car shopping is just an excuse. Abdulmajeed just probably needs a friend to talk to or a distraction.
Engr Aliyu turned to his fiancée with an apologetic look. "That was Abdul. I think I have to go."
"Now?" Rabi pouted.
"I am really sorry. Ohh. Abdul is really of no help in my love life. " he whined.
Rabi laughed. "Boss is calling. I bet it's important."
"It better be. He sounded down anyways. That's the only reason I am going."
"Allah sarki Yaya na. Go and see him."
Aliyu narrowed his eyes at her.
"What? Don't look at me like that. I will report you to Yaya Abdul." she threatened.
"Oooh Abdulmajeed is really of no help." He hissed.
"Just take me home. " Rabi chuckled.
"I am really sorry. Let's watch the movie another time."
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Muhammad, Fatima (previously known as Simon and blessing), Habiba and the twins came to pick Waheeda from school. They drove to her house.
Waheeda prepared special northern delicacy, Danwake with boiled eggs, pepper and groundnut oil.
It was the first time Muhammad and Fatima visited her so they kept admiring her house.
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