Seven

Rahama went through sadiq's CV over and over again. She was surprise that a mechanic like him was academically good. Who would have thought.

She kept her face neutral as she busied herself checking, she doesn't want him to know that she was really pleased with his qualifications.When she was done, she raised her eyes to meet his.

" so? " asked sadiq like someone who was expecting her to say no ,since he knew how she hated him

She glares at him " how sure am I that these papers are not fake. People like you shouldn't be trusted after all. "

Sadiq raise his brows at her waiting for her to finish talking.

" firstly, your university certificate states that you finished from London university. I mean, how can a lowlife  like you even afford to go to a university like that. Let's not forget that, that particular university which you claim you finished from is a school were children of millionaires go to not a mechanic like you " she looked at him accusingly

" so now tell me Mr Muhammad sadiq, how were you able to afford such a university? "

Sadiq chuckled " now I can see that you're totally stupid to the core. You lack no manners, you just blurt out whatever you feel like just because you're in a high position . Who do you think you're to question my integrity?. If you are not blind, isn't that particular signature and stamp below the certificate serve as a prove that I finished from the said university? " he glares at a shock rahama.

" you asked where I got the money to sponsor myself  right? Now I'll tell you. I stole the money" he said firmly almost scaring her.

He knew that was what she wants to hear.

She pointed at him shakily " I knew it, I knew you are a thief all along . My instincts were right. Get out of my office, get out"

He already expect this behavior from her.

He shrugged " with great privilege spoilt brat " he gathered his documents in his hand and stood up like someone who was about to go but decided against it. He walks directly to where she was sat .

Rahama was already getting scared with this behavior of his. " don't touch me, I said get out" she yelled

He drag her seat closer to him and bend down a little beat to meet her eyes.

" you don't know who you're messing with. I'll make sure you eat all your harsh words, I promise you. " he looked directly into her eyes

"You don't deserve to be Alhaji Dabo's daughter and I'm sure your dad isn't happy with this behavior of yours " he slightly squeezed her cheeks

She was shaking in anger " GET OUT"

Sadiq snickered " what if I don't? " he asked challenging her.

" I will_I'll_just get out" she stuttered

" is the big madam scared and here I thought you don't get scared of anything " he move back and took his documents

" Anyways, till we meet again" he salute and left.

She took the first thing her hand could grabbed and threw it immediately at the door. She didn't miss Sadiq's  laugh from outside. She missed the hit

" I hate him, I hate him, I hate him " she kept muttering as she hit her palm on the table " I hate him"

" who does he think he is, how dear that thing." she just couldn't believe that she got insulted not to talk of by a mere mechanic man. With just a click of finger she will end him.

I knew that document were fake, if I had known earlier I would have contacted the police ,she thought to herself

" a whole me" she pointed at herself "that thing "she pointed at the door

She was busy thinking about what just happened that she didn't know that her phone was vibrating close to her. The phone vibrated again but this time she saw it on time and quickly pick it up.

Dad,it read

" hello daddy" she chirped in

" I have been calling your number. Where did you keep it?"

" oh, it was on silent dad. "

" OK . Hope you remember that I request to see you after the interview "

" yes daddy, I'm on my way to your office already "

"OK then"

They both hanged up. She quickly walk out of her office to her dad's office.

**

" who is he dear?" ask her dad. " from what I witnessed in your office, I'm quite sure that you two had met somewhere.

" yes dad, that was the same mechanic man who insulted me few weeks back . He even did same today dad, that man needs to be thought a lesson " she scrowl remembering the event.

Her dad looked at her speechless. He couldn't believe how rude his daughter is becoming .

" dear, what has he done again? "

" Dad could you believe that he is a thief? he  has no respect for his superior. I was even thinking about helping him out by offering him this job but he didn't allow me to finish talking before he starts to insult me. He called me with hateful words. Dad can you imagine " she was exaggerating

He shook his head at her" I'm sure you also said some harsh words to him if not he won't retaliate. "

She pout" well I might have called him a lowlife but that was because the documents he presented were fake. I mean, how did he afford the money to go to a school like London university? " she shrugged

This got her dad alarmed" you mean he finished from a university like that? "

She nodded" yes dad and that was not all, he was having a GDP of 5.0,. How can he have such good grade dad" a mechanic like him

How is he so intelligent, she wonders

Her dad looked surprised

she  noticed her dad's surprised face" you see, this got you surprised too dad. That was what happened to me too which was why I asked him how he got the money and he directly told me he stole the money" she said in distaste.

I know their is more about this young man that he was letting on. He look presentable and I'm sure he is not a thief as rahama had claimed. I need to find out who he is but by doing so I want him to work for me. Let me help him out,  Alhaji Dabo had thought to himself .

" what are you thinking about dad"

" erm it nothing. Do you have copy of his documents and is his number written in it?

" yes dad, why did you ask? " she was confused

" I want you to call him. Tell him to come see me"

She  felt happy that maybe her dad wants to teach him a lesson he would never forget for insulting her" OK dad, I will"

***

Jafar happily reached home eager to tell sadiq his own good news. He paid the tricycle man money for his service. Because of how happy he was, he told the man to leave the change.

" Nagode oga, Nagode(thank you oga)"

" bakomai ( it's nothing )" said jafar as he made his way to their compound.

He open the door to their room with his own key.

"Assalamu'alaikum " jafar said his entry greeting and entered but got no reply. He look towards the bed and saw why his greetings wasn't answered.

Sadiq was sleeping without a care in the world.Jafar shakes his head at how sadiq was sprawled on the bed.

Maybe he  got tired of waiting for me in other to tell me his own good news , jafar thought to himself.

Anyways I will wake him up whether he likes it or not , he said to himself.

He changed his clothes into a new one. After that he turn towards the bed thinking of how to wake sadiq.

Should I jump on him? Or I should pour water on him?  ,

He chose the latter. He went to fetch water from the jug and walk-up straight to him. He didn't do it gently, instead he empty all the water at once on a sleeping sadiq

" innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rajihun" shouted sadiq from sleep. He sat upright and wipe the water from his face.He look up only to see a laughing jafar towering over him.

" I wish I had video your reaction . It was priceless" laughed out jafar.

Sadiq was fuming ,he can't believe jafar just pull this crazy stunt on him. Only for him to come home to rest after what happened at his interview with that spoilt brat and now this is what he was woken up with.

Don't they want me to have peace of mind?, he thought

He look at a now calm Jafar " I can see you've done laughing. I really don't like what you did, it's childish man"

Jafar notice something about his friend so he quickly sobered up. This reaction of sadiq always happens whenever he wasn't happy. Definitely something is wrong.

Sadiq angrily came down from bed to change out of his now wet clothes. He avoided jafar at all cost .

" OK I'm sorry" Jafar apologize " I don't get why you're angry over this. This isn't the first time we've been pulling this kind of stunt on each other. Please tell me what is the matter "

Sadiq sigh and sat on their queen size bed " I'm sorry for snapping at you. It just, you won't believe how my interview went "

A confuse jafar sat down too " what happened? "

" I think I'm definitely going to live a miserable life because I don't get why I'm not offered a job at all companies I applied to. This last one really upset me" he felt bad for himself

" what do you mean by" the last one upset you'"

Sadiq snickered remembering the spoilt brat angry face " well, that company belongs to the father of the same rich girl I once told you about"

" what!" a surprise jafar shouted

" yes, you heard right. Her dad owns the company and she was the one who took the interview. I'm sure you already know how it will end"

Jafar felt bad for him " I'm sorry. But your credentials were OK, what did she say was the problem? "

" my school was the problem. She was surprised I finished from such an expensive university and decided to call the document fake. She claims that I can't afford a university like that,' a mechanic like me' if I might add" he sadly explain

Jafar chuckles. Sadiq also laughed remembering " but you know what? I don't blame her. If I was in a position like her I would be surprised too. But she was quick to judge, she called me a thief "

" this situation is really funny. Does she have problems with mechanics or what? " ask jafar in between laugh.

They both burst into laughter

" I think I'm the only mechanic she have a problem with coz I don't get why me being a mechanic is a problem to her. She is too rude" sadiq roll his eyes

" I get you bro. She really needs to be thought a lesson. She is too rude for her own good" said jafar

Sadiq shrugged " let's forget about my own problem for now, so how did yours go"

Jafar wore a happy smile " I got employed man. My story was almost similar to yours but mine was that, the daughter wasn't as rude and disrespectful as yours. She really was nice and without much idle, I got the job because of my punctuality "

" I'm happy for you man, I am. "

" Thanks. Don't worry, other opportunities would come your way " jafar tried to lift up sadiq's spirit.

" I pray so. We need to celebrate this great news of yours " said sadiq happily

Jafar raise his brows at him " and how are we going to do that? "

" you remember that new restaurant that got opened last week ?"  jafar nodded not getting why sadiq was asking.

" let's try that place out"

If look could kill sadiq would have been buried 6ft underground " are you crazy? have you forgotten how much a plate of rice cost at that restaurant. It best we save our money than go to that  expensive place. After all we can still celebrate over a bottle of coke and mama Risi's meat pie, it's more better and less "

"See what poverty had caused us. If it was then, we won't mind how much the restaurant cost us. "

" Things have already change and it best we don't do more than what we can afford " Jafar adviced

Sadiq nodded " you're right"

" I think your phone is ringing. The screen light had been flashing on and on. "

Sadiq quickly went to pick the phone from where he kept it. He check the caller name and saw that it was an unknown number.

He shrugged before picking it" hello"

" sadiqu  , haba sadiq, where have you been all this time?. You just hide from everyone one, even me fa"

He smile widely when he recognized the voice " aunty yasira is that you? "

" of course silly man, it's me. How have you been? "

" I'm fine. How is your husband and I hope his daughter isn't giving you much problems  coz if I could remember you once told me about you two not getting along "

" well my husband is fine and for the daughter, she is the same as always "

" I have already told you to send me her pictures so I can help kidnap and deal with her for you" he laughed

" ahhhhh,  abeg don't o. Before they come and arrest you. So how is everything? Since you didn't look for me, here I am calling you"

" haba auntie yasira don't say that. I don't really have time that's why "

" who do you think you're lying to?  And what is this  I heard about you leaving home. Why would you do such thing sadiq? "

" you won't understand aunty yasirah ,let's just forget about it kawai. So how are my little babies"

" see you, you're asking of babies you've never seen. Every day they must ask that they want to meet their uncle. I'm sure you don't even know my husband self"

" don't worry aunty Yasirah. Since you called me then I promise to pay you a visit . Text me the address after this call and you'll see me in your house "

" I pray so. That's what you keep saying but you will never come"

" haba, you don't even trust me again?. Just send me the address and I promise to give you a surprise visit "

" OK o, I've heard you and I will be expecting "

" I will save this number. I don't have it"

" this is my new number "

"OK Aunty yasirah"

" till we talk again, bye"

" bye"

They hanged up. The smile on sadiq face never wear off ,he just couldn't believe that he has totally forgotten about aunty yasirah and she is the closest he has after his mum. She is his mum younger sister and  the age difference between him and her is just three years. He stills prefers to call her aunty yasirah out of respect for his mom.

" was that the same yasira who got married nine years ago to a rich man? " asked Jafar.

" yes she is the one "

Jafar got baffled " seriously man you need to pay her a visit. "

" In shaa Allah I will"