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"Do you mean the both of you fooled us?" This time it was Baba, sounding as harsh as he could.

"Yes Baba. We had no option. That night I was very sad because of what you said. Imran came to me immediately he left your room..."

Flashback

Third persons' POV.

Imran rushed to Hanif's room after he left their father's room.

"I already told you that he hates me, I don't know what I have done to him. How possible is it for someone to hate his child?"

"I'm really sorry Imran and I think I'm the cause. He is treating you this way because he is seeing me. I really want that to stop"

"But how?"

"I have an idea. Promise me you will agree to it".

"Okay. I promise"

"I will leave thus house and you will stay here, pretending to be me. I'm sure you know all of my behaviors".

"No. You can't leave just like that. I will miss you. I won't be able to survive here without you"

"You will get used to it. That's the least I can do to help you"

"I disagree"

"You promised"

End of flashback.

"That was the last time I saw my brother"

"You made me believe, that he is Hanif and Imran was the one that left. How stupid of you!" Alhaji Bugaje exclaims with annoyance all over his face.

"Where is Imran? I really missed him. Where is he?" Hanif says with a glint of hope in his eyes.

"You are very smart young man. No doubt, you took after your parents" Hanif looks at him, confused.

"What do you mean?"

"You planned this carefully. At first, you killed him, ran away and made sure that no one got to know about it. You are now here, telling us that you are Hanif, not Imran, and asking of someone you killed four years ago!"

"What? Kindly explain. Who killed who? What happened four years ago? Please don't tell me that my brother is dead"

"Yes. He died a few years ago, he was murdered by an unknown person. We are still trying to find out who committed the act." Daddy reveals it to him.

Hanif slumps unto the chair, looking into empty space. He hasn't met his brother yet, and he receives such heartbreaking new. He supplicates loudly and prays for the deceased, his eyes getting red.

"Stop faking it. I still don't believe that you're Hanif. My son Hanif is dead, there's nothing we can do to bring him back" Alhaji yells again causing Saadiya to roll her eyes, unwillingly though.

"I am Hanif. Why is it hard for you to comprehend?"

"Because I know you are not Hanif and you will never be him. You killed him and you're here to impersonate him"

"Stop it! I've heard enough" Mrs Bugaje walks over to Alhaji and stands between him and Hanif.

"God has been merciful enough to let us see our other son before our death but you're just accusing him of something he didn't know about. What type of father are you? Don't you have any self respect remaining?" Mrs Bugaje yells back.

"No. Let me do the talking" Hanif moves closer to his father.

"Mr Bugaje what on earth would I gain by killing my brother? Why would I think of that?"

"You are jealous of him. You know that I love Hanif more than you that's why you killed him, and you're back, impersonating him"

"That makes zero sense" Mrs Bugaje replies instead of Hanif.

"You all should calm down. Let's think of this with a calm mind" Daddy says sensing that a fight is about to erupt.

They take their respective seats, everyone lost in his/her own world.

"If you want me to believe you then a test should be done. That's the only way to differentiate between Hanif and you" Alhaji Bugaje adds still not believe Hanif.

"Okay. I'm only doing this to prove your selfishness wrong" Hanif fires back.

"We can go to the hospital right now" he added.

"I'll be the one to decide the hospital we will go to, you must have bribed the staff of a hospital to give you the result you want." This makes Hanif more furious and he blindly agrees.

'I'll prove myself right no matter what it takes me' he says to himself.

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"Just sit here. The result will be out in an hour.

"And then we will know who you really are" Alhaji Bugaje hisses after the nurse leaves.

They all ignore him and focus on their phones because talking back will cause another fight.

"God, please help me. I just want to get the bottom of this, not get entangled in a family fued. Please!" Saadiya prays lowly.

After an hour, which seemed like eternity for Alhaji Bugaje, the result was here. Alhaji collected it and thanks the person that gave it him.

"I'll do the honours of revaling it" He smiles opening the sealed envelope.

"What? How is this possible? I thought your genotype is AS, how did it change to AA?" Alhaji enquires, confused.

"It was never AS, that's for Imran. I hope you now believe me" Hanif stands up and walks to his father. "Now that we've settled this matter, tell me who murdered my brother. I won't let the person live"

Alhaji Bugaje points at Saadiya, that action makes her gulp hard.

"Wh..what are you saying? I didn't.."

"Mr Bugaje can you please be more specific? This person you're showing me doesn't look like someone who'd kill"

Alhaji Bugaje sits down and narrates the whole of the story- the only part her knows- to Hanif.

Hanif listens carefully, believing every single word his father is saying. He looks at Saadiya and take long strides in walking out of the hospital. Modupe follows him immediately.

"Hold on. Wait..we have a lot of talking to do" she pauses to catch on her breath from running. He is really fast.

"What do we have to talk about? That your friend, killed my brother?"

"No she didn't kill him, it was just a misunderstanding. If you had known what she went through you won't say this"

"I don't care about what she went through. I just don't care!"

"Fine. You're free to think whatever you want to but I also need an explanation from you" Hanif raises a brow, in question.

"That drama..twin.. Imran and Hanif. What was all that about? You lied to me. You said that you're Imran, you grew up in an orphanage, no siblings blah blah blah....for once I felt like you deceived me. I thought..."

"Yes! I lied to you and to the whole world. My real name is Hanif Bugaje, not Imran Muhammad. I didn't tell you because I wanted to safeguard my brother" Hanif yells loudly, he looks around and notices that a little crowd is forming, including his parents.

"This isn't the right place for us to discuss this, you better keep shut and let me do as I please" He talks in a calm voice.

"You have to tell me. Don't I deserve to know?" Modupe breaks down.

"Yes, you don't. It's a family issue so you better stay out of it as much as you can. That will be the best for you"

"Imran or Hanif, whatever your name is, I won't leave this place or let you leave till I am satisfied with your reasons"

"And who was about to explain anything to you? I already told you, that it's a family issue"

"Family..family..family huh? What am I?" Hanif ignores her and enters his car.

"You can't leave without answering me!" Modupe cried, knocking the glass. He rolls it down and looks at her disgustingly.

"You can just kill me, like your friend did to my brother. Won't that be beautiful?" He pauses a bit, looking into her doe-like eyes "you are not family, you are my family's enemy. It's better that I stay away from you because a murderer's friend, is a murderer too"

Modupe moves back, shaking her head from left, to right. She watches as he left and fell on the ground, crying hysterically.

"Modupe, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought you into this problem. I'm extremely sorry" Saadiya hugs her friend, rocking her to and fro.

"Modupe..Modupe?" It takes her a few seconds to know that Modupe has fainted.

They rush her into the hospital while Saadiya stays rooted to where she was, earlier.

"I am a problem, my whole life is a problem and this problem is contagious. At first it was only my siblings and now my friends too. Ya Allah take away all these sadness and lack of peace from me and every other person. I wonder how Modupe will react to me. I'm sure she will blame me and it's truly my fault" Saadiya cries, with no one to console her. She cries her eyes out till she gets tired.

She sights Mr and Mrs Bugaje leaving the hospital after they took Modupe in. It seems like they are in a heated argument.

Ya Allah!