Bishirah and Bishirah had finished their Quran lessons. After Asr prayer they entered, and after they came back from school they sat down. They only sat for 10 minutes before an expensive black gate of a car was heard at the house gate.

The sound of 4 cars pulling into the compound could be heard from outside.

Bishirah quickly stood up saying "Khalil has arrived."
Just like that Aisha found herself in front, saying "Inna lillahi..." She was scared. The people of the house all came out including Aunty Mamie.

Then the people in the other 4 cars also finished coming out.
Those who were waiting had already entered the compound, and among them was a child in a suit who walked past everyone to his car, neat and tidy.

Inside the black cars were very big men who started greeting and shaking hands.
The one who came out first was a child that scared Aisha so much.
ALLAH!! The way he was speaking was exactly like that.
Very strong and tough, everyone was in suits, but different from the others.
He had a light skin tone but wasn't a white man. Black, but he looked exactly like his father Alhaji Abdallah.
But he was more handsome, just like all the other children. Only Tasleem was the one whose face was different, but they all looked alike.

That child’s face was one that was supposed to be feared.
Masha Allah, with a very sharp nose and a well-shaped face.
One cheek had a tribal mark, and he had a small beard and was clean-shaven.
A young boy was sleeping on his chest with a fresh haircut.

I swear the way he was walking was like a soldier, and he also looked like his grandfather.
Bashida, very short, his eyes alone were enough for any woman.
Bashir didn't take his eyes off the light-skinned one: Ibraheem Abdallah Rufa'ee (Jr)!

At first his family was happy, but when they saw his face, the joy reduced and they became sad.
His mom was the one who ran to hug him saying "My joy."

He greeted warmly, and the children were happy seeing their uncle.
The children ran to him happily.
He hugged his sister, "my lovely son, I missed you so much."

Then his mom said "I miss you," and he replied "I'm just coming from work, auntie.
That's why my son, I couldn't come early."

Lallausan smiled, then he turned to Aunty Mamie who was also smiling.
Hark'asa greeted her "Aunty welcome home, how are we?"
She raised her hand to touch his head, her eyes filled with