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Hey Guys ❤️❤️❤️
I know I haven't been posting for sometimes now I'm really sorry about that, I've been so busy with preparation for school exams. But yesterday I was supposed to post an episode but I lost it💔💔 instead of copying the story I kind of cut it so I have to rewrite it now, it was a painful experience 😩😩😩.
So there's this other story I have, should I be posting it along side with Tears of Haleemah or I should finish it first before posting any other stories. Need your opinions 🙏🙏.
Do have a wonderful day ahead, I love y'all ❤️❤️❤️❤️

💔 Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔Episode Seven 💔

She spent the night tossing around on her bed thinking about the demigod she met earlier in her house.

She woke the next day feeling so strange, she was so happy and felt like seeing what outside looks like again she haven't felt like that since Ibrahim left their house.

She picked up her phone to invite her friend over she really need someone to discuss her life matter with, someone who won't critize her and also give her good advice. Grace was definitely the right person she could call, they have been close friends since their high school days.

“Hello babe” she called out happily, it has been long she saw her last.

“To what do I owe this special call” her voice came through from the other side.

She was right about that it was a special call, ever since she came for her convocation ceremony they haven't really spoken or seen each other.

“So you mean I can't just call my best friend again” she asked rolling her eyes wishing she could see her.

“Oh, I see and how is Ibrahim” she asked.

“That's exactly why I called you, so many things have happened but I don't want to stress you about it” she said sadly.

“I will come over to your house” she said.

She knows Grace will come over immediately, she's supportive friend, she was always ready to fight for her during their school days, despite the fact that she's from a wealthy family she was so humble. Days when baba would refuse to pay her school fees it was Grace's who would pay her fees.

The rest of the day went well as she finally left her room to assist her mother and to wait for her friend even though baba wouldn't stop talking about how wealthy his friend, Alhaji Usman is. How she will be grateful to him for making her marry to their family and lot of talk.

Evening came and her friend finally arrived, they went to her room and discussed what she has been going through.

“So you mean all these things are going on and you felt you shouldn't tell me” Grace said they Haleemah had explained all what has been happening.

“I just felt I shouldn't disturb you with my life issues” she said quietly.

“You really need to call Ibrahim and discussed this with him, he needs to know what is happening. You need to solve this together, whether by running away or anything but you should let him know”, she said.

“But how about Umar, I think I'm in love with him” she asked her friend again.

She knew calling her was the best thing, she has always been there for her in the difficult time, she gives the best advice ever.

“You need to talk to Ibrahim first but any other thing” she said embracing her in a long hug.

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After Grace had left, Haleemah decided to call Ibrahim again, maybe luck might be on her side. She started calling him for the fourth time and was about giving up when a voice came from the other end.

“Hello” a tiny female voice came up.

Haleemah wondered who she might be, as far as she knows Ibrahim family, his parents gave birth to boys and he isn't the type that make friends with female.

“Please I want to speak with Ibrahim” she said hoping to hear it is a wrong number.

“He is in the bathroom now, but you can drop your message for him I will deliver it” she said.

“Oh just tell him is his friend Haleemah, and by the way I guess you're his sister” she asked knowing fully well that he had no sister but she needs to know who the lady is.

“I'm Aishat, his fiancee” she said.

It felt like the world was crashing under her feet she couldn't believe within little time Ibrahim had moved on with his life, all his promises were lies. She couldn't believe the person she was waiting for doesn't care anymore.

“Hey dear, who's on the line” she heard his voice, it was really him she wasn't calling the wrong line, it was him the man that once loved her.

She felt her tears coming, she disconnected the call before they would say anything again, she couldn't take it anymore as she let the tears flow freely, she called her friend to tell her the new situation.

“You need to take your mind off the matter, his clear enough he's not the one for you, but you still need to see him and discuss with him. Let him say it to your face who the girl is to him" she said.

“Okay”

“Please don't cry, everything will be fine" Grace consoled her.

As she dropped the call with Grace, she saw Ibrahim's text.

“Please I can explain what really happened. I know you're mad at me now but just give me the chance to explain myself, I want us to meet to discuss this”.

She threw her phone across the room as she read his message.

Ibrahim sat waited for her reply to know whether she will come or not but didn't see any.

It wasn't it wish to hurt her but he had to just do it, he hoped she won't do anything to herself and also wished she will give him the opportunity to explain what he got himself in the situation she found himself. He never knew she would still call him again, she thought she would have given up on them.

He never wished she find out about the situation the way she found out. He started calling her but she wasn't picking, he prayed she haven't done anything stupid to herself.

He thought of going to her house but that was a risky thing to do, he was sure her father wouldn't spare his life and with the situation of things even Haleemah will tear him apart on the spot.

Tbc
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💔Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
🥰 Episode Six🥰
She remembered her plans with Ibrahim, his promises–guess they were all lies, as she dressed. She wiped the little tears forming in her eyes as she stepped out of her room.

In the sitting room with baba was Alhaji Usman and his son, Umar chatting with Malam Tanko.

Haleemah came to the sitting room checking out the handsome guy sitting peacefully in her living room.

“Here she is”, Baba said smiling with so much happiness.

“She is really grown up” Alhaji Usman smiled.

“Yes, she's really grown up now see how beautiful and lovely she is”, baba boasted, she is also educated I sent her to school, he added proudly again.

Haleemah was busy checking out the young man, he looks like someone in his late twenties, he also looked educated also. When he flash his teeth he looks like a demigod, like he fell from heaven.
She couldn't believe the man sitting in her living room is a supposed fiance all her thought was that she will be getting married to the old man but it seems the story took a twist.

“Good afternoon, sir” she said with a smile.

“This is Alhaji Usman, my friend and his last son from his first wife, Umar” Baba did the introduction.

“Nice to miss you”

So they are here to discuss your marriage preparation, baba announced

“My marriage”? She asked angrily forgetting the presence of their visitors. I don't understand what you mean by that, how are we supposed to be discussing the marriage I'm not aware of, you think you can just push me anyhow you like or what, she asked feeling furious.

“You think I will allow you marry that man you brought home”? Baba replied angrily that won't happen as long as I'm alive. We are discussing your marriage plans and you better behave yourself.

“I'm not discussing anything”, she said as she made to leave the room.

“Can I have a minute with you”? A voice asked making Haleemah stop in her tracks.
The voice was so angelic it was as if she had never heard a guy's voice before, she imagine how life will be listening to that voice everyday. She was busy lost in his voice when his voice came up again.

“If you don't mind” he added again.

“Okay, but I don't have much time” she said looking away shyly.

They went to the compound to have their discussion, while on their way Haleemah was still busy checking him trying to compare him to Ibrahim. But it was clearly obvious he was more better that Ibrahim, she tried to stop thinking but the more she tried the more she got carried away by his looks.

“I honestly understand how you will feel about the marriage plans” he started, his voice bringing Haleemah back to the present.
I know it will be so hard on you but with the look of things it is quite obvious you can't do anything about it, he said.

“But I have someone I love, can't you tell your father to stop the preparation” she asked looking away from him.

She has been avoiding eyes contact with him as it look like she will follow him home immediately if she start looking into those dreamy eyes.

“I'm sorry but I don't have a say on this” he said helplessly.

“Okay” she said plainly.

It was quite obvious her supposed fiance is in same situation with her, he is also getting married to her because his father want him to do that. She understood his condition as they were both in same boat.

“But I must say Baba really made a nice choice” he said smiling.

“Thanks” she smiled,

Enough of all this marriage discussion I guess we should know ourselves better, he suggested.

“Sure”.

“So I heard you studied Sociology at school” he asked.

“Yeah” she replied feeling so proud of herself.

“Oh, I studied Civil engineering though, I'm an alumni of your school”. He said with a smile.
“Wait you mean you graduated from my school”, she replied looking so surprised.

They started discussing about their experience at school, laughing at each other words, she found out he is twenty-five and he is running of of his father's friend company.

His mother is his father first wife, he is the last child of seven from his mother, apparently her information was about the wives in his father's house wrong his father already took in his sixth wife.

Haleemah couldn't hide her surprise, it was really hard to believe he married many wife after having enough children from his first wife.

“But why six wives after the children your mother gave birth to”, she asked feeling so shocked.

My father love so much children, that was what he told us. My mother gave birth to her sixth child which was also her fifth male child when he took in another wife, the other wife gave birth to three children–all female, then my mother conceive again and she gave birth to me, meaning I have five elder brothers and one sister and they are all married and I also have three elder half-sisters they are also married, after then father has been marrying more wives saying he want plenty children, he explained to Haleemah who was obviously shocked from his explanation.

“So do you believe in marrying many wives” she asked trying to know what is ahead of her.

“No” he smiled, is not really necessary infact having three or four children is okay, he added again. Is better to have two or three children that are well educated and taken care of than to have ten thousand hoodlums you can't provide for, he continue his explanation.

“I really agree with your perspective” she smiled.

“I think we should head inside” he said.

As they got inside, Alhaji Usman accused Umar of taking his wife from everyone to enjoy her to himself, expressing the fact that he couldn't get to know her and lament that they had to start going.

“Don't think of this matter too much”, Umar whispered to her as they left the house.

She got back to her room and decided to text Ibrahim to give him updates on the present situation, maybe it will make him act fast. As she picked her phone to text him she had a change of mind as it occurred to her that Ibrahim might have move on with his life.

She spent the night tossing around on her bed thinking about the demigod she met earlier in her house.

TBC

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Hmmm, someone is in love ooo🤤🤤
Wait it seems the husband is a young man or is it the father?

💔Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔 Episode five💔

She wondered if that's what will also become of her if she marry Alhaji Usman, just a figurehead with no say in the family affair. She wondered if Ibrahim will ever come back before her father sent her to Alhaji Usman house. Is only a matter of time before she will end up there as she has seen Alhaji Usman visiting their house frequently and Baba boasting to him that his daughter is highly educated.

She sat down on her bed trying to stop thinking about what might happen as she picked up her phone to see if Ibrahim replied her yet– As usual not a word from him again.

At that she knew she had to start preparing for worst, by this time next week she will be in Alhaji Usman house she thought to herself before letting the tears she has been keeping flow freely.


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Ibrahim sat on a chair at the gate of the Adams and Co Organization, looking sad.

It had been two weeks since he had spoken to Haleemah, but memories of what happened is still fresh in his brain.

He had been seeing her calls and messages but he has been ignoring them, he wanted to get a job and settle himself before he face her, he wouldn't like to give her false hope seeing how desperate her father is.

Ibrahim stood up to find his way home. The interview wasn't how he expected it to be, despite the fact that his result is good he still find it hard to get a job considering the fact that most of the institute in the country believe in tribalism and favouritism. This is the sixth company he will be going within two weeks without a good reply.
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“Haleemah”, her mother called out slightly knocking on her door.

Her room has become her favorite spot as she hardly step out of her room since the day, her mother only come to give her food and Aishat had come visiting twice.

“Just a minute” she said as she move to her door sluggishly.
Ibrahim isn't helping the matter as it is quite obvious he is done with her and here she was not able to get him off her mind, she thought to herself.

“What is the matter, mother”? She asked when she realised she wasn't carrying any tray.

“We have some visitors”, she smiled and I would love to to meet them for my sake, she added quickly.

“I don't think I can come, I'm not ready to face baba yet”, she said with a frown.

“For my sake, please” she said again pleading.

“Fine”

She knew there was more to Mama pleading probably Baba had given her condition, it has always been his habit in giving Mama conditions to get things done or sometimes threatening her with some things.

She closed her door to get dress and wondered who their special visitors might be. Maybe Alhaji Usman, she thought to herself. The thought of him sitting down in the living room waiting for her was enough to make her feel so weak and discouraged from going, but she had to go for her mother's sake.

She remembered her plans with Ibrahim, his promises–guess they were all lies, as she dressed. She wiped the little tears forming in her eyes as she stepped out of her room.

Tbc
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💔Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔 Episode 4💔
The word 'survive' made it look like she was certain of what the future will bring forth, but she knew they will make it. The fact that Baba is the decision maker of the house, no one not even her mother can question his order make it so hard to believe if she can survive not ending up with his friend.

She wondered what her lover would have thought of her marrying her father's friend. He spoke of our she pitied girls in such situations, but surely it will really p**s him off to know she is caught up in the same situation. For a moment, Haleemah considered telling him the situation at her home, but then changed his mind. She wouldn't want him to start losing hope on them. She was about to write something else when he heard a knock on his door. It was probably her mother, her father wouldn't knock politely like that.

“One moment please,” Haleemah called, trying to look her best. Quickly, she rushed to her bathroom to washed her face, wondering what Mama would do if she sees that she has been crying, when the knocking resumed.

“Haleemah, open up it's me”, came her voice.
She opened the door, wondering what she want from her.

“Can I come in?” she asked, pushing her body closer.

“Yes of course. Come in”. She said trying not to let her emotions get the best of her.

“I hope you weren't too disappointed.”

“Disappointed?”

“Well you know how your father can be at times, he was just angry, I'm sure he will come around”.

“Don't worry he will come around after I marry Alhaji Usman”. She forced a smile trying not to be weak I'm her mother present.

“No, I'm sure he will later come around, Ibrahim is a lovely man and I'm sure your father will see that too.” she moved back towards the door, before stopping midway “You haven't eaten since yesterday, I'm sure you must be hungry I will fixed something for you” she said before she finally left her room. Haleemah watched as she walk away, is is obvious she just came to make her feel better because she knows it is not possible for Baba to give her hand in marriage to Ibrahim. Her mother has been the submitive wife, she never questioned Baba's order. She wasn't sure if her mother ever had a say on anything in the house. Baba makes the decision whether good or bad without anyone to question him. She wondered if that's what will also become of her of she marry Alhaji Usman, just a figurehead with no say in the family affair.

Hmmm

I'm really sorry I couldn't post due to network

💔Tears of Haleemah 💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔 Episode Three 💔
Remembering the event that happened in the morning she was sure he won't contact her ever again.
The following day she was struck by how the event turned out yesterday. She was the sort of woman who would always fight hard, but it seemed to her that she had lost all her strength and energy. She didn't care about what her father might do to her, but the fact that Ibrahim hasn't responded to any of her calls or messages was all that mattered.
Perhaps he really wasn't in love with her, she thought, while she was still lost in her thought she heard a hard knock on her door. Probably Baba is at her door again, he has been knocking since last afternoon. Haleemah was beginning to think that she has to run away from home far away from Baba's heartless decisions.
“If you like open the door or not”, he said, I have made up my mind you are marrying Alhaji Usman whether you like it or not, is not like your opinion matters anyways.
“It is Ibrahim or no one else” she retorted. “I'm going to make sure I end up with Ibrahim and not a old man of your age.”
“Whatever you like say, I have made myself clear” he said before leaving her door.
After the exiting footsteps of baba, Haleemah went back to her former state. She knew she had to do something so fast if not she will end up at 'That old man house'.
According to what she have been hearing, Alhaji Usman just married his fourth wife in the previous year which means she is going to be the fifth wife if she eventually end up with him. His first two children are now parent which makes him a grandfather also three of his children are age mate with her. She never imagine her life will end up in this kind of way, marrying her father's friend is one of here worst nightmare.
She stood up and, hearing the sound her stomach made, she knew she had to eat something if she doesn't want to die —she haven't eaten since last night. As she decided to go to the kitchen she wondered what Ibrahim would be doing at that time and decided to send him another message.
'I know I'm not in the position to talk to you after what happened at my house, but I know we will survive this please stay strong for us, I'm so sorry for all you might be going through'.
She paused, considering what to say next or if this was the right time.

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💔Tears of Haleemah💔
Written by Authoress Ola
💔Episode Two💔
So what do you do for a living?” Baba asked again.

Ibrahim glanced at her nervously, as he heard the question she gave him her best reassuring smile.

He shifted in his chair. “I'm still searching for a suitable one”. Why must people ask so many questions? Not that he isn't trying his best. Definitely not.

“You mean you are still jobless”. Baba noted Haleemah, smiling sheepishly, looked like she won a lottery. “Is that correct, Haleemah?”

Haleemah nodded. “He is still searching for job and I'm sure he will see a good one very soon”.

“So after wasting my money on you the only way you could pay me back is to bring a jobless man as your suitor” Baba asked this time with so much anger. He stood up and went to the compound in hurry.
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Nana Aishat came to the sitting room with food for Ibrahim with a big smile on her face.
“Eat well” she to him after giving Haleemah another smile before leaving the sitting room for the lover birds.
“I told you they will love you, didn't I?” Haleemah told him immediately her sister left.
In the compound Malam Tanko looked everywhere searching for the car that brought Ibrahim after so many fruitless search he rushed inside with so much anger.
“Where is the car that brought your husband” baba asked with so much anger.
“It is a cab sir” he answered nervously.
Baba noticed, as Ibrahim held a spoon, that it appeared he the plate is half full: he was eating before he came in, despite the fact that he has nothing to offer he still have the gut to eat. Baba went inside his room only to come out with a cutlass aiming at Ibrahim.
“So you are a jobless fool, you don't even have a car yet you sat comfortably eating my food” those were baba words as the chase him out of his house with a cutlass.
Haleemah cursed herself as the drama unfold. This wasn't the right time to bring Ibrahim home. And what on earth was she thinking to have brought Ibrahim home knowing that he doesn't have a job. Who do baba think he is to have treated her suitor that manner?
When baba arrived back home, he faced her with so much anger. She noticed his look was very dangerous, it looks like he was planning to kill her that instant. “Oh well,” she sighted, feeling stressed out already. “Let him do his worst”.
“I know you are an ungrateful child” he said with mixed emotions.
“And you think what you did was the best” she replied waiting for the worst to happen.
“You still have the mouth to reply ” he asked giving her a dangerous look.
“Kill me”
“Well I will eventually kill you but not yet,” he said, laughing. “But prepare your mind that you are marrying Alhaji Usman”. He said and left for his room.
“Not while I'm alive,” she shouted across the room, and left for her room also.
Annoyed with herself for what happened, she tossed restlessly on her bed. For weeks she had been looking forward to introducing Ibrahim to her parents. She looked at phone to check if Ibrahim had return any of her calls or replied her message but there's was not reply from him yet.
Remembering the events that happened in the morning she was sure he won't contact her ever again.
Tbc
Do you guys think Ibrahim will look back
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💔Tears of Haleemah💔
💏 Episode One💏
By Authoress Ola

Do you really love me, Ibrahim? Haleemah asked her lover for the umpteenth time, looking into his eyes if she could find the genuine answer to her question.

“I do” he answered with so much sincerity.

“Then let's meet with my parent, I can't wait to be with you”.

Adamu Ibrahim has been her long time lover since she got admitted into the university, he has been of great help to her. With a smile on her face, Haleemah thought of her last chat with Ibrahim.

She got home meeting her father, mother and her elder sister, Nana Aishat.

“Peace be upon you” she greeted sightly bowing her head.

“ Haleemah” her father called back to her.

Haleemah turn back her face full of smile. “What is it baba?”

“ Have your seat, we were discussing your issue before you came in——” Malam Tanko cast a frown at Haleemah. “You're not getting younger and I ought to have been collecting gift from your husband”

“He is coming tomorrow” she said to him coldly.

Malam Garuba Tanko is one of those who doesn't believe in educating female children. He had given her elder sister hand in marriage at the age of fifteen after she finished her primary school education and also acquired a skill in fashion designing. He only sent Haleemah to school because she told him they are several rich kids at school and who knows she could be fortunate to have a rich man son as her suitor.

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At dawn the following day, the entire Tanko observed prayers before preparing for the arrival of Haleemah's suitor. The house is very busy, father has slaughtered a goat, mother was busy cooking with Aishat assisting her in the kitchen—she had to sleep over in order to assist in the preparation.

She got a call from Ibrahim as she rushed outside to bring him in.

“Gaskiya, he is indeed handsome” her sister whisper to her.

So what is your name, my son” Baba asked.

“Adamu Ibrahim” he answered smiling.

“So what do you do for a living?” Baba asked again.

Tbc
How do you think Malam Garuba will accept the answer to his question?
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Good evening guys❤️❤️❤️ I guess I will start the story this night.
Hope we are all ready? And kindly invite people to like the page😍😍

This is a story of a young lady who was forcefully separated from her lover due to his poor status and married to a rich old man by her father who doesn't believe in female child education. She turns out to the fifth wife in her husband house where she faced so many obstacles.

Will she be able to survive the situation she found herself.