Chapter seven

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The self-contain room sadiq and Jafar lives in needs lots of repair. Their ceiling for example is leaking,epecially now which is rain season and they've repaired it for almost five times but still the leaking just won't stop. The carpenter adviced them to change all the zinc. But how can they even waste money on a house that isn't their's? so they came to a conclusion to complained to the  landlord and all he told them was , he has no money to repair anything and if they can't cope with it then they should leave. Since then ,they never brought the conversation up again and the Two friend came with the decision to put a plastic bowl under the direction where the water is dripping from . 

" seriously, if it isn't because of condition , we would have pack to another house. This dripping water isn't allowing me to even sleep with the way it sound. " a frustrated jafar said while sadiq chuckled . 

Sadiq has gotten used to the sound already but for Jafar, there isn't any day that passes when he doesn't complain. He isn't to be blame anyways. If it wasn't because of all the problems the two friends have at home, they would have been living like the rich kids they where. Don't get surprised, Jafar came from a rich home too, he also have daddy issues which led to him been disowned too. His was caused by his wayward act but he is a changed person now. 

No need to keep reminiscing on the past. It best they proof all of them wrong, all the people that think they can't make it on their own, they will show them that they can, thought sadiq. 

But first they will have to bare with whatever suffering they pass through. 

" something got me thinking" Jafar blurt out all of a sudden . Sadiq turn to look at him"what is that? "

" I have always wanted to ask you for the reason why you don't want to work for your dad"

Sadiq sigh " Actually, the truth is that I just don't want to work in the same company as my brother. It isn't like I don't like business, of course I love business. I mean who wouldn't love something that will bring in lots of money, that was just an excuse not to work for dad. You know how dad is too fond of Mansir and each days that passes, Mansir never stops rubbing it in my face. "

He drop the newspaper in his hand"How do you expect me to be comfortable with that? No matter how hard I try to overlook it, it's just too much. I don't need them.The only person I need is already gone so why would i waste my time in a house where I'm not needed?. I don't regret leaving the house anyways, I'm happy to be around the people who cares for me. Like the garage guys, they are now my family "

Jafar looked at him teasingly " those people that can't do without smoking and  drugs are your family? "

Sadiq threw the pillow at him" you know what I meant. Not the smoking and drug part of course, at least they stand by me when I needed help. "

" I got what you mean man, you don't need to throw  pillows at me. Phew,my nose is now hurting"

Sadie shakes his head at Jafar's silliness " next time you shouldn't make jokes like that "

Jafar stood up from where he fell flat on the floor, he pouted and went back to sit on the bed. A ringing of phone interrupt them. 

It was sadiq's phone. Since Jafar was closer to where the phone was, he took it and read the caller ID, it turn out to be__

" Badiyya"

" WHAT?! " sadiq's eye were wide open at this .

Badiyya

He ran to his friend's side and grab the phone from him. He hasn't call or received any calls from badiyya since she left for abroad and now that she is calling, that means she is back in Nigeria. 

" Ya Allah, what am I going to tell her" he look up the ceiling as if seeking for an answer. 

" just answer the call already " scolded Jafar, he hates it when ones call is been delayed .

Sadiq glares at him" can't you see that I'm thinking of what to tell her"

" what's there to think about, it best she knows the truth. After all she isn't a small child" said jafar 

Sadiq decided to answer the call " hello, ya sadiq" came badiyya's worried voice 

" hello"

" Alhamdulillah, I thought you might have change your number already. Why did you delay before picking the call? What sin have I committed yaya? You don't even call or even send  text messages and I thought you promise to always call me. Does our  bond mean nothing to you? Please answer me yaya" badiyya rambles on and on.

Sadiq chuckle, he missed her so much. He almost forgot that she was a talkative . Old habits never changevafter all. 

" please answer me ya sadiq. " she was frustrated already 

" my one and only sister, how do you expect me to forget you. You are always in my heart dear sister "

" then why haven't you been call me? "

" I'm so sorry for that, I had a problem with my phone and I was also choked up with alot of things " he explained 

" but still" sigh "Anyways, let's leave that aside. Yaya?" her voice turn to a concerned one. 

" yes? "

" is it true you left the house? Please don't leave me alone. I need you here yaya, please come home" almost at the verge of tears 

" I wish I can but I can't dear sister. I can't step foot into that house again"

" but why yaya? is it mom?, or is it dad? or Mansir?. Please tell me yaya?" her voice cracked as she asked, she miss him so much and now that he isn't living with them really breaks her heart. He is her most cherish Yaya in the whole world. 

"  I don't even know where to start from but the only thing I can tell you is , I want to find myself, I need space from all dramas and don't worry, I'll come for you when I get answers to all my problems "

" please don't do this to me, let me come leave with you then. "

" you can't, where I live isn't a place I'd want you to live in. Please badiyya, don't ask for more from me. We would meet again"

" please don't push me away, I promise to find you. I swear I'll always stand by you  coz to me you're one in a million and I wouldn't want to lose you from my life. Till we talk again"

He hung up after the call. My baby sis. I've  hurted her badly with my decision . He  thought about calling her back but later decided against it. They shall meet again.