Chapter two

" I'm sorry" when dad saw that I was about to cry he exhaled loudly.

" Don't cry little one, but you need to be told the truth. You are already twenty four but you behave like a ten years old"

" please don't be mad at me dad, I can't help it when you're mad at me. Please forgive me" he sighed and stood up from his seat, he then walk to my side with open arms. I wipe the tiny tears that drop from my eyes and stood up to hug dad.

" oh papa, I love you" I said when he pull me for a hug. I took in his wood scent and relax in the hug.

" I love you too, little one"

**

After I left my dad's office I called my driver to come take my car to the mechanic and also ordered him to bring the other one he took in the morning. But unfortunately,my driver said the stupid mechanic hasn't repair the car yet. Why is it that people are making me angry today?

I ask my driver to give me the good for nothing mechanic's number and the address. He sent it few minutes after our call, I save the number and walked to my office. I did some pending work which I haven't done, like, review of files and signature.

As the MD, my position is of high rank and I love the job all because of the amount of power it gives me.

I round up everything around 4pm and left to the mechanic's place. I already told the door man to call a cab for me and the cab man was already waiting when I got down. I gave him the address and off we go, to the mechanic's shop.

Few minutes later, we got to the mechanic's place. It is around the ghetto area, OMG it stinks. I got down and walk to the direction of the mechanic's shop in my 5 inch heels. I irritably shuddered as a small boy covered in dirt tries to touch me.

Some of the mechanics ran to me thinking that I came for repair.they were looking for customer.There were many of them so It's hard to identify who I was looking for. I didn't bother greeting them, I just went direct and ask for the person I was looking for.

" excuse me please,I'm looking for MS" the 'please 'was to look nice

M.S was the name my driver told me to ask when I get there.

One of them directed me to a stool to sit and I made sure to reclean the stool with my handkerchief . He went into a shop to call the so called M.S for me.

I brought out my phone to keep myself busy since the errand man isn't here yet with the stupid M. S

" ma'am, you're looking for me" the voice sound so familiar . I turn to look at the owner-

" you?"

" the spoilt brat? "

We shouted at the same time.

***

" that's how it all happened. You should have seen her face after I threw the torn paper on her. It was priceless " jafar laughed at what Sadiq told him. Sadiq summarized all that happened today at work to Jafar most especially the rich girl he came encountered with. He just couldn't hold it in that he had to gist his friend, Jafar. 

They both were seated in their self contained apartment which they rented. The two were best friends since from secondary school and due to the fact that they were still jobless they had to join money to secure this little apartment which thay live in. 

" she needs to be thought a lesson. She is way too rude for her own good" sadiq shakes his head in disgust. 

Jafar settled himself on the queen size bed they share, he was going through some books and also listening to what sadiq was telling him " I wish I was there to see her reaction. But nevertheless  whose daughter do you think she is? "

Sadiq shrugged " I really don't know"

Jafar sniggered " who would have thought that the two of you would meet twice a day.  I call that fate.Who knows, maybe you two might end up together "

" God forbid, I reject it. I can never be with someone as rude and spoilt as that thing. Anyways, how did your day go? "

" same as usual, still jobless. All the places I went to, they all said the same thing and I'm already sick and tired wallahi. I don't want to die doing this mechanic work, we need to act fast and not to watch our lives being wasted away just like that" jafar said sadly 

" moreover, you still have more chances than I do, don't let your pride overrule you. Just do what your old man request you to do"

Sadiq was already getting pissed off at what jafar said " don't go there right now,I don't need his help. For all I care he can rot in hell. Please don't ever bring this topic ever again" he stood up from the chair he was sat and took one of the folder towel laying on the chair. 

" I'm so...... 

Sadiq angrily entered the bathroom before jafar could apologize. Jafar shrugged and continued reviewing the book in his hand. I will apologize later,  thought jafar. 

He is in the shower thinking of what jafar said. Should I accept my father's offer as jafar had said?.Am I too prideful for my own good?. If I should go back home won't my father and brother make fun of me after our last arguments. Ya Allah see me through, why are things hard for me, please forgive me for all the  sins I've committed, please ya Allah. 

***

"arhhhhhhhhhh, I hate him " Rahama screamed in her pillow. How dare him, how dare that good for nothing mechanic man disgrace me like that in front of people. I hate him so much. 

She was busy thinking of how to plan the mechanic's death that she didn't know when her door was opened. Yasirah, stood by the door as she watch her step daughter using pencil to hit the pillow .what is wrong with her this time, she thought. 

She isn't sure whether to interfere or just walk out of the room. But she remembers what her husband had said, he once told her to please work things out with his daughter even if she had to try harder. He was tired of seeing his wife and daughter avoiding each other like a plague .

Yasirah sighed and recite a little prayer for what she was about to do. She knew how Rahama could be a little dramatic or should she say, rude. That girl is too overly pampered for her own good, any man who gets to marry her has a lot of working to do. 

She cleared her throat to gain Rahama's attention but it was still in vain because the girl was already killing the pillow. Who might have annoyed her this time? 

Yasirah ,closed the door with a bang and that got Rahama's attention. She quickly fling the pillow and turn towards the door. 

" what do you want? " she rudely asked when she saw her step mother or her father's wife as she prefers to call her. 

" I heard a scream so I thought to come check on you. Are you alright ?"

Rahama glares at her " did I call for your help?  What is it you don't understand that I don't like you. Leave me alone and don't try to act like my mother because you're nothing close to her"

Already used to this behavior, Yasirah still walks towards the bed rahama was sat. It is now or never, I need to be patient with her, yasirah had thought. 

" where do you think you want to sit ? Please get out of my room right now? " shouted Rahama 

The nerve of this woman, thought Rahama 

Her father's wife shrugged and sat on the bed not heeding to her request " the truth is, I'm not leaving this room not until you tell me what is wrong with you" she folded her arms waiting for rahama to talk. 

This got rahama rile up so she got down the bed and walk towards the door. She held the door open " I said you should get out"

" and I said I'm not going anywhere. It's either you talk or I will sleep here"

See this woman o, na by force? 

Both not wanting to give up on what they want, Rahama stood her ground that her father's wife must leave while yasirah also stood her ground that rahama must talk. This is hell. 

None of them said anything for a while but alas one of them gave up. It was rahama who actually gave up. 

" fine then, you can stay all you want" with that, she close the door and went to sit on the couch. She brought out her phone and busied herself with it with a pout. Yasirah silently snickered and went to seat on the couch close to rahama. 

" I know you don't like me and I really don't know what you want me to do but that aside. At least Let's freeze our hatred for just some few minutes. Let's discuss what is actually bordering you like how friends do. Let me be that friend you need even if it for a few minutes. 

Rahama thought about it, she hates the fact that she really needed a friend right now. All her friends aren't the understanding type all they do is make fun of her when she discuss her problem with them. The only friend she could trust  left her all because of her childish act. Sakinah was the only friend who always told Rahama  the truth but unfortunate for them, they ended their friendship due to some arguments they had. 

She sighed and scrutinized Yasirah with her eyes, should I tell her, she was having  internal battle whether to tell her or not. Nevertheless she gave up and told her all that had happened.