Dua Fatima Novels & Stories

I say smiling while shaking my head. “It’s not my fault we are late. Fatima is the reason we are only arriving now,” Emma says. “Emma, how is it my fault? It’s this little one inside me that wanted to eat chicken. I could not refuse my baby,” Fatima grins, placing her hands on her tummy. Fatima is two months pregnant. She and Udar can’t wait for the baby to come. I am so happy for them. They have been through a lot and deserve all the happiness life can offer.

Fatima is actually going to say with us for. Hmm? I glanced at Fatima and she smiled at me. Mom stood up and made for her bedroom. I followed her. 'What did you mean by she is going to say with us?' I asked her once we entered her bedroom. 'Yeah. She is going to do her Jamb here.' 'So she is going to be here till March? Mom, you know I don't know how to share spaces with strangers.' 'Jadeshola, Fatima is your cousin and not a stranger and you have to used to sharing spaces with people.'

She'd kept the secret that her mother told was sleeping around until she met Suraj's father and Suraj was also a swimmers from SPC. Fatima grew up very fast and when she saw her second mensural circle, Suraj who was about the same age wolfed out and was on heat and that night, he took her virginity. for that reason, she left to live with their grandmother. She wasn't expecting to see him here at all. Suraj still looking like a manic smirked and ran his hand over breasts. "I miss you stepsister."

While in the car, Fatima– the fat woman, entered Kier's mind. How is she? Maybe she's still fat. Fatima has no hope of losing weight. Kier smiled. Three years passed, and there was not a day that he did not remember Fatima. His flight to America was sudden, he couldn’t say goodbye to his friend Tristan. He also waited for Fatima at Lover’s Café, but according to the staff, Fatima left with her friend Kim. When he was in America he called Tristan and informed him that he was no longer in the Philippines.

CHAPTER ONE Old building detachable to another, Amina and Fatima seen in front of an old bungalow, they wore hijab. sits on a pavement chatting in Hausa language. Fatima third wife of late Mr Ahmed Gowon. a Muslim man, a retired soldier. She was given to marriage at a very tender age, she’s at her thirty. Amina friend, Fatima's best friend

Abaan didn't reply as he started checking some mails on his phone. "You know what?" Fatima said as Abaan looked at her whose face was gleaming with happiness. " I always wanted a brother. Whenever I saw my friends with their elder brothers I always prayed to God in my heart for a brother." Fatima stated as she hanged the shirt in the wardrobe. " And still you say that have trust in God because He always fulfill your prayers." Abaan stated with a stern look on his face. " No it's isn't like this. Allah has planned everything for our own good. And who told you I didn't have my wish fulfilled . I just got two brothers today." Fatima spoke up proudly.

“Kasalanan mo ‘toh! Babalikan kita Riva! At siguraduhin mong may makukuha ka sa mga Ferell. Kung hindi… alam mo na ang mangyayari sa tatay mo.” Hindi ito banta. Isa itong sumpa na lumalatay sa balat ni Riva. Walang awa si Fatima. Ang tanging laman ng utak nito ay pera. Hindi pagmamahal. Hindi pagkalinga. Hindi pamilya. At tila nakatakda ang langit na ipahiya si Riva ng paulit-ulit.

The deafening silence seemed like it lasted for hours. "Was the food delicious?" she asked out of the blue. He lifted his gaze at her in shock. "Mh?." "I mean dinner, was it nice?." "Oh, sure it was." "Sabina is a very good cook, unlike Zara." "Sorry, which are Sabina and Zara?" Jason asked confused. Sophia smiled knowing he was always never down to earth. "Sabina is the short one, then Zara tall and lanky." "Just like you" he added jokingly.

She replied “Why are you here if I may ask,” I asked intentionally pulling her legs “I am here for revenge Jack. To take what belongs to me” she said “Why can’t you let this go. After how many years now. Are you aware that those couples have two beautiful children? Just for the sake of those little children, let them go” I said “Enough of the sermon Jack. I need to do this quickly and leave. I have made up my mind and not going back. We will strike tonight and that’s all” she replied

Could she be lying? The thought barely had time to settle before Fatima’s phone started ringing. She inhaled deeply before answering. “Mad,” she said, forcing her voice steady. “Tima, hey! How are you?” “I’m good. How are you?” “I’m fine. Oh my God, this wedding planning is no joke. How did you do it twice?” “I hired a planner, Mad. You should do the same,” Fatima said. Her older sister was getting married in a few months and had refused to hire a wedding planner.