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WHO COULD BE BLAMED.

🇳🇬Zeezeefortune
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This story based on a judgment between a woman and her divorced husband, whose shared his responsibility on the woman because of the financial support that he had gave her. This was what made the woman to divorce him but before she left, the man told her that he would changed but she didn't heard again what she did was that she took the female child and left the male for him. Many years later, something happened which made her and her husband to meet each other and made him to has an opportunity to ask for his daughter. This is what brought the judgment. WHO COULD BE BLAMED.
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Chapter 1 - CHAPTER 1

Customers were entered and coming out from a big shop which was painted in orange colour, it was designers shoe, bags and clothes that they were selling there and it was all celebrates that used to patronize that place and it was very popular.

A woman came out from the toilet and sat down on a small chair, looking at her sells girls attending to the customers. The name of the woman was Mrs Tayo, she was a very popular woman and she didn't used her business to affect her house even her children also. it was her agent that she used to send to help her to buy the goods and anything that she will needed. Phone ringing on the table, she pick it.

"Hello my love" Mr Tayo which was her husband was the one that called.

"Hello my husband, how are you?"

"Am good, how is business today"

"We thank God my love, you are outside?"

"Yes my love, I just arrived right now"

"Okay am coming out now, a minute"

"Am waiting, please be fast"

"I will, a minute as I said earlier" she hang up put the phone inside her bag and stood up.

"Aminat! Aminat!! Aminat!!!" Calling one of sells girl, she ran to her.

"Sorry ma, am here" said with lower voice.

"Am going home now, so close the door very well and is you that should keep the key"

"Okay ma, I heard you"

"Don't allow any customers to enter again, go and put the close glass at the front"

"I will go and do that now"

"And tell others that I say that you should closed by 6:00 pm"

"Yes ma bye!! See you tomorrow"

"Yes, see you tomorrow" she left, door opened and closed, her husband had opened the car's door for her and she entered.

"You stay long" her husband said.

"Am sorry for keeping you waiting, am explained some things for Amina"

"Okay, let go home" he started the car and drove away, going home straight.

They got home at 5:00 pm because of the traffic jams on their way, their children had arrived from school and they were in living room doing their assignment when they entered. They gave birth to three children, two girls and a boy. The first born was named Sarana, she was yellow in complexion, had black hair, normal in stature and she was their elder sister. The second born was named Bolu a boy and the last born was named Titi, she was yellow in complexion as well and looked like their mother.

"Welcome mom and dad" Titi greeted.

"My baby, how are you?" Her mother asked.

"Welcome dad and mom" others said in chorus. "How are you?" Mr Tayo said.

"We are fine" Sarana replied.

"Go and set our table, we are coming now"

"Okay, mummy" Sarana said and they went to their room to change.

"Titi, follow me" "Okay sister"

They were setting the table when there parents came out, sat on the dinning chair and started eating. After eating two of them went to the living room sat on the chair and on the television, Bolu packed the plate to the kitchen to washed and Titi too had done with her assignment packed her book inside her bag and took the bag to her room, came out after some minute. Sarana had packed her loads ready to go back to school after a long holiday, she was in three hundred level at Lagos state university in Nigeria.

"Mummy!!!" Sarana called.

"Yes, what is it?"

"You known that is it tomorrow morning that am going back to school, so I need some clothes" her mother looked at her.

"Why don't you called me when am in the shop to take it along"

"I don't have call credit"

"So what are you going to do now?"

"I don't known, mom" said with lower voice.

"May be you should follow her to shop tomorrow" her father said.

"I think that one will better" her mother said.

"Yes, thank you dad"

"I think it is only cloth that you need nothing again, because you wouldn't say what you want once just be mention it one by one"

"It is only cloth that I need"

"Wake up as early as possible, so that you can get to school on time"

"Yes dad, I hear you" she went to her room and Bolu came out from the kitchen sat on the chair joined them in watching movie.

In the following morning, Sarana had woke up at 6:oo am went to the kitchen to cook food for the family and also went to her room took her bath at the same time, after finished bathing the food had read off the light and went to her room to applied a simple makeup. She was packing their food when all of them came out from their rooms except their father which was still inside.

"Good morning mom" Bolu said.

"Good morning mom" Titi greeted as well.

"Morning my happiness, how is your night?"

"It was fine ma" said in chorus.

"Have you greet your daddy?"

"Yes ma, we have greeted him" Titi replied.

"Am here, let go" he came out his room.

"We are waiting for Sarana, she went to her room like some minutes ago"

"Sarana!! Sarana!!" Her father shouted.

"Sir, am coming" replied from her room.

"Be fast please, we have been getting late"

"Okay dad, but dad who will take me to school?" Coming out from her room.

"Your mom will handle that"

"Okay daddy"

"Let go, we don't have time" he said.

"Don't let us late to school" Titi complained.

"You will not late my baby" Sarana said and all of the left the room, door opened and closed they entered into the car and the gate man opened the gate for them, closed it back after they had left. Sarana packed some clothes that she like from her mother's shop and her mother took her to her school and returned back to her shop after some hours.

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