Chapter 25

AARON'S POV I walked into my father's amd sat before his feet on My favorite spot in his room which is the soft sheep carpet "Aaron" He Called softy and I raised my head up to look at him. "Na'am Abba" I  said curtly and he smiled making me feel at ease because i thought it was the talk of wanting grandkids again. "Aaron I want you to go to Nigeria" my dad said in his thick Arabian accent and I just nodded. "My mother is coming home soon and I don't want her seeing you and your wife, as it is she's angry at me for allowing you to marry a Nigerian girl" My dad said and I nodded again. "Uhm... OK Abba I'll leave tomorrow inshaAllah" I said and my Abba had a smile plastered over his face. "Tell your Ummie that I am sending my regards" he said and I smiled. "InshaAllah I'll inform her" I said as I stood up to leave. I left my Abba's chamber and went straight to zafira whom I found using her phone as usual. "We're going to Nigeria" I said making her frown her face