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Recap
A Camry was parked a few feet away, the driver honked and they all turned after they all stopped laughing.

"That's my aunt" Salma said

"Bye"she raised her hand

"As-salamu alaikum Aunt" Salma opened the door and jumped inside.

Zainab switched on the engine when someone knocked on the window.

She raised her head and it was very clear she  was shocked to see him, she turned to look at Salma with her mouth wide open.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN
THIRD PERSON POV
Salma was looking at some students through the window when she felt Zainab's eyes on her, she quickly turned and looked at Zainab opening the door.

"Nasir?" Zainab said more like a question, she jammed the door and Salma too made her way outside.

"Double Zee" Nasir said as he put his fingers in his hair

"The world is such a small place" Nasir laughed and they went ahead exchanging pleasantries.

They were so deep in what they were discussing that they didn't notice Jackson and Hammad walking to where they were standing.

"Can something be explained to us?" Jackson asked clearly joking

Zainab and Nasir laughed as Salma rolled her eyes and took three long strolls back

"Well, this is Zainab Zayn, her husband was the head engineer when my old school hostel was being reconstructed" Nasir said happily

He went ahead to tell them he met her and Zayn during his school's reconstruction, he became really close to Zayn, Zayn sometimes took him out with the permission of the school officials. At that time in his former school, Nasir was so reserved, he didn't have friends, everything ended in the classroom. Zayn taught him a lot.

"It has been almost four years now Nasir" Zainab jammed the door close and rested her hand.

"Yeah Double Zee, I was in year two then" Nasir lightly laughed.

"It was a year after my marriage, I followed Zayn anywhere he went..."Zainab chuckled

"... it's not as if I don't follow him now though" she raised her hands up and they all laughed.

"Well, this is my niece, my one and only brother's younger daughter" she tapped her lightly.

Jackson and Hammad introduced themselves too, later on, Zainab got to know that they were Salma's new friends she told her about.

"Well, I just came to ask if we can take Salma home" Nasir asked shyly

"Of course, she can!" Zainab exclaimed

"Amazing! Double Zee are you sure you are related to Salma?" Jackson asked

They all laughed out loud except Salma who didn't find what he said funny.

"Aunt Zee, I'm so tired of standing, it's almost an hour now" Salma opened the car door and sat down without closing the door.

"Ohhh please..." She looked at Salma and turned to Jackson

"Of course she is, she's a bit boring, right?" Zainab winked at Nasir making them all laugh

"Actually, Salma talks a lot too, she's just very reserved, allow her to get comfortable around you guys and you'd want to throw her out" Zainab blabbered as she handed her phone to Nasir.

Zainab collected Nasir's contact number and told him why she was in this state.

"Zayn also came with me, he had some work here, he has already finished" Zainab said as she entered the car

"My regards to him please, I can hang out with him sometime" Nasir said

"Nahhh, he has gone back already" She smiled.

"Aunt Zee, you talk a lot you know" Salma relaxed her back as Zainab drove.

'Nasir is a kid who has gone through a lot for someone his age" Zainab shook her head and took a left corner leaving the track of driving them home.

"Hmm, where are you going to Aunt Zee?" Salma sat up to look at the surroundings

"Icecreaaamm" Zainab squealed

Salma just lightly laughed and relaxed back.

*****

"As-salamu alaikum" Nasir greeted as he lazily walked in

"Nasir my son, wa alaikumus salam, How are you?" Mrs Fatimah, his mum walked out of the kitchen.

"Fine" he gave her a flat reply

Nasir's phone was vibrating in his pocket, he ignored it and was walking upstairs when his mum stopped him.

"Pick the phone, it might be important you know" his mum suggested

"Hello" Nasir spoke

He nodded his head as if the caller was looking at him.

"That's true, I guess I won't have to see Aryan and Arianna today" he chuckled as he took two stairs at a time.

"Come down early" his mum nervously said

Nasir freshened up, prayed Zuhr and Asr together, he sat down on the bean bag and switched on the TV.

After an hour, his mum called him using the home line, he didn't want to pick but when she continued calling he decided to pick the call up.

"Good you are here, let's have this new rice recipe I tried, you'll love it"

"Ok" he sat down and started eating.

"You love it, right?" His mum curiously asked

"It's good..." He said

"...not as if it's anything new, it's just like the food I normally eat in school, nothing different" he deliberately said that to make his mum see a point, he slowly lifted his head to see her reaction.

Mrs Fatimah kept quiet for a few minutes and finally spoke up.

"You need to forget the past Nasir" his mum apologetically said, her eyes were welled up with tears already

"Why should I? You technically dumped me to strangers, boarding house? Really? You should have just killed me, I was so young, you left me, you never visited, you just sent money for keep up, you think everything is about money?" By the time he finished saying all this, he has already thrown the cutleries on the floor.

"Calm down, you have anger issues? you were never like this" his mum slowly took few steps towards him

"You made me who I am today, you did!" He shouted as he picked a glass cup and smashed it to the ground making his mum jump back in fright.

"I was in a prison without walls, after all you did to her, God knows how you killed her, you lied to me, how could you do something like that to your own daughter?" He threw another cup

"Your greed for money and fame will be your doom, mark my words!" He continued throwing the cups and plates, he dragged the table cloth down making a cup fly to the door and landing right in front of his dad

"What's this?" He looked around and his eyes landed on his wife who was standing helplessly, immediately she saw him, tears started rolling down her eyes. Mr Muhammad immediately walked to where she was standing and pulled her close to him.

Nasir was still busy scattering everything he could lay his hands on.

"Are you insane?" Mr Muhammad shouted, he moved closer to Nasir.

"Of course I am, I am insane!" He screamed

"Take me to the psychiatrist, pick your phone and make an appointment, not as if I've not being there before" he walked angrily towards the door.

"Nasir my son, you should understand that..."his mum kept quiet, it was clear she didn't know what to say

"...understand what? What do you want to say?" Nasir turned to her

"Nasir, you are pushing me to the wall, I'm going to..."Mr Muhammad was cut amidst his sentence

"Going to do what? Tell me what's worse than what you have done to me and...and...?"he growled

"...and your daughter? I feel so bad calling her your daughter, she's not supposed to be your daughter, you murdered your own daughter, I feel so bad" he continued talking as he gnashed his teeth

"...she wasn't even granted her last rites" he fell down and started crying, he dragged his legs towards himself and started shaking.

"Are you alright?" His mum asked while taking few steps towards Nasir

"Don't...you... don't you dare come near me" he stammered as his body continued shaking

"I don't even know why you brought me back, why? Why??, I was living a better life there!" He continued talking as his body was shaking

"I'm really sorry, I made a mistake" his mum knelt 9 feet away from him but his dad just stood where he was, his face was blank, no emotions.

His dad went close to his wife and sat down near her, he wanted to touch her when she snapped at him

"Don't you touch me, you made me do all that!" She shouted

"We made a mistake but you don't want to admit it" she continued

"It was for the best" he spoke for the first time since

"What do you mean for the best?" She shifted away from him

He kept mute at that point and relaxed on the ground.

Nasir was just quiet as he was exhausted, he was still shaking and his teeth were still gnashed.

The parlor was quiet as the three of them were just looking, there were no workers at home, Mrs Fatimah gave them a day off to spend time with their different families, she called her husband to come home early but things didn't work out the way she planned.

After almost 30 minutes later, Nasir was a bit calm, he lifted his body and continued walking to the door.

"Don't go anywhere please" his mum ran towards him.

He didn't answer her, he reached the door and forcefully jammed it, his dad picked up his phone and dialed someone's phone number.

"As-salamu alaikum, Jalal, Nasir is leaving the house, I need you to follow him, keep his track" He ordered

"Yes sir" the person on the other side said

"You still haven't changed!" Mrs Fatimah ran towards him and collected the phone

"Hello... hello...Jalal...Jalal..."she called out but the call was disconnected.

Mr Muhammad didn't say anything again, he just walked to the couch and slopped down.

"You told me to bring him back, look what he's doing" he calmly spoke.

"We shouldn't have done what we did to him" Mrs Fatimah Sa'id

"We should have stayed with him and helped him heal from her death, it's been almost eight years now" she sniffled

"I don't think I made a mistake, I just..."

"You what? Tell me!!" She cut him mid sentence

He just smiled

"Call the workers to clean up this mess" he said

"They are all off today except Baba Liman" she forcefully let the words out of her mouth

"Why?" He asked

"Don't ask me" she flatly answered him

Mr Muhammad stood up and walked upstairs to check if Nasir was still in the compound

"Baba Liman, take me to Jackson's house please" Nasir said

"Ok son" he opened the car door and started the engine

Baba Liman drove him to Jackson's house.

Nasir who loved fashion was in a disheveled state, he looked so rough.

He rang the bell but there was no reply, he continued to ring the bell but there was no reply still.

He was frustrated already but when he was about calling Baba Liman because immediately he dropped him, Nasir told him to leave.

"Hello" Alex opened the door with a friendly face.

He just came back from the company

"Hi, well...hmm" Nasir stammered

"Well, Nasir Muhammad Shehu" he smiled

Alex didn't notice the state he was in but when he noticed, he straightened up his back and made way for Nasir to go inside.

"Are you alright?" He asked him

"Yeah, I...am" he stuttered

"Jackson is upstairs" he walked to the couch and sat down

"Hi" a female's voice said cheerfully

"Hey" Nasir replied

"This is my...hmm...friend...well no, she's my employee, my PA" Alex stuttered

Nasir wore a weak smile and shyly went upstairs to Jackson's room.

He knocked and Jackson was immediately out of the room.

"Nasir?" Jackson opened the door wide enough for Nasir to go inside.

"Well, what's up?" He asked

"I'm just not...well..." Nasir scratched his head

Jackson scanned his body, he noticed something different, Nasir wasn't as usual.

"Are you alri...?"

"Don't ask me, I want to sleep, if you can't allow me sleep, let me take my leave" Nasir flatly said

"No, sleep" Jackson said as he walked out of the room knowing too well it's the best thing to do at that moment, Nasir needed space.

Nasir sighed as he climbed into the bed.

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