Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Trapping his backpack, he payed the Uber driver and head inside the idu station. Khalil asked him to meet him there. The place was crowded,this is his first time to enter a train in Nigeria and he prayed it is going to be peaceful.

People moving in and out the door, Yusuf stiffed whispering to his self.

You can do it

You can do

You can

Nooo, I can't.

He screamed in his head, he hated crowded places. He never knew it would be like that, he would have used his car. The ringing of his phone brought him out of his thinking world, Khalil was the one calling.

"Hello , are you here ." Khalil asked . The train usually leave Idu to kubwa around 9:15.

"Yes , you never told me it is usually this crowded. I can faint here aswr. "

"Sorry man . This is Nigeria for you , just come in "

He went inside the station , looking for Khalil. If he really knew about this part of the place been crowded , he would have book a flight or used his car.

Khalil called out to him and he went to him. They had their manly hug before finding an empty seat . " I couldn't get us a first class tickets . We are even lucky to get the economy tickets, if not we are to buy the standing tickets or wait for the next train " Khalil informed.

"Wow. This is torture, I pray it will be peaceful and quiet" Yusuf replied.

" Your wish but it will be hard. The kids on the train will make you go mad for sure " Khalil replied, chuckling. It is true , in the train either the kids disturbing your peace of mind or the elders one making friends with each other and  talking about their life style with someone you just met.

He run a hand through his maiden hair and sighed. This is going to be a hell of a ride for him. The train was announced for boarding and people started hovering over the passing area.  How on Earth is he going to pass there?

Khalil forced to make a way through the crowd and they were able to get to the train. "Why did you have to drag me through this crowd. What if something happened there " he asked with his eyebrows knitted.

" Then you would have missed the train and your money . Let's enter please , I am tired of standing "

Inside the train , every one was busy looking for his/her seat number. " 17 and 18" Khalil whispered as he looked for the seats.

They found the seat lastly but a lady and her daughter seated already . " Sannu ku,  this is your seat too Koh" the lady asked soothingly. She seems too young to be  married and also to have a daughter. But they said it is bad to judge a book by just seeing it cover.

She shifted for them to pass and sit. Yusuf said his prayers before bringing out his laptop to work.

Two hours seems nothing to Yusuf, he have traveled for hours before his destination so it is not a new thing but khalil kept whining about how long they had to stay sitting.

"I never asked you to sit for that long besides this is not your first time , so leave whining like a baby and let's go get a car " Yusuf told, reaching the car park .

"Oga , car drop ne?"  A man said rushing to them and Khalil nodded. "Toh , follow me"

"Ina oga" the man asked as they entered the car . "Unguwar Rimi. Inuwa wada " Khalil answered.

The ride to the house was silent , every one with the thought disturbing him . "A baby of three months was raped yesterday...."

"Malam, can you turn off the radio please " Yusuf asked politely. The issue of rape is getting out of hand this days , is either the victim is killed after being raped or ganged rape and disposed. Subhanallah...

Yusuf couldn't imagine the pain the baby will go through and is currently going through. People nowadays are wicked , they don't think before doing things. He sighed softly and brought out his phone to call his father .

Khalil payed the driver before knocking on the gate . "Who dey there. You wan break the gate ?" The gate man asked in pidgin. "Oh, oga na you ? Good afternoon. I thought it was the beggars or someone else"

"Yes Samuel. How are you? Can we go in " Khalil replied. The man seemed scared,he was hired by Khalil himself to maintain the house and the garden after his brother's death.

They made their way inside the house meeting a girl playing with her toys in the shade. "Ummi "Khalil shouted her name and ran to him when she saw it was her favorite uncle.

"Daddy , you came . I miss you so much , mummy said you are busy that's why you didn't come to see me "she said hugging him.

" Baby , I missed you more. Where is your mummy ?  is she at home" He asked picking her up . "No, she went out "replied ummi.

"Good evening daddy's friend" the girl greeted Yusuf. Yusuf who was confused about everything answered. He never knew Khalil had a wife and a daughter.

"Man, you never told me you have a wife and a daughter. I would have gotten something for her "Yusuf said as they moved instead the house.

"Well , it skipped my mind . But now you know or do you need a proper introduction " Khalil  inquired. "No . I have heard and seen a lot of that " he reassure

Ummi went to the kitchen calling the maid . "Come zainab, my daddy is here . Come and greet him" she bounced giggling. " Okay I am coming. Let me rinse my hand" The maid rinsed her hand and used the towel dryer to dry her wet hand.

" Let go and see your daddy now"

They ambled to the living room with ummi bouncing happily. This is one of her best days , her daddy is in town.