The next time I opened my eyes, we were already in Nigeria. I was woken up Sufy who helped me up because I was extremely weak.



"Sit here Heza" Sufy said. I sat at the backseat of the car and laid my whole body on it. I felt extremely heavy because I missed my son. Suddenly another call came but it was from another number "Welcome to Nigeria, if you wish to see your son. Go to the Jada Mansion" The voice was very husky and scary. He cut the call before I could even say a thing.



"Sufyan, let's go to Jada mansion" I said " The kidnapper said we should head there" I said to him. He looked confused for a while but instantly turned the car around. We drove in full speed to the Jada mansion, a mansion which land a town could fill. It was huge. Immediately we alighted In front of the mansion, I rushed out of the car and so did Sufy. We Ambulated towards the front door and pushed it open.



I laid my head on the bed where Jamal laid. My son was asleep and so was suffy who was put In the same room as Jamal. I felt a little bit relived knowing that we were finally safe and out of danger.



"Mum" I heard my sons voice and rosed my head up to meet my sons eyes. "Jamal" I began to cry.



"Mum is this really you?" He asked and I chuckled in tears. "Of course, I'm the one my love" I said.



"Where are the bad uncles?" He asked.



"They all gone" I assured him and my poor son smiled at me.



"I missed you mum" He pecked my cheeks.



"Didn't you miss Daddy as well?" I heard Sufy ask.



"Of course" He said. Sufy got up and walked over to us. He hugged his son tightly and pecked his cheeks.



"It's all over now my son" He said.



"Mumy, one uncle actually said you were his sister" He said to me and I Began to shed more tears.



"No, I have no brother" I closed my eyes and ut

SIX YEARS LATER



Six years and I am happy, happily married to Sufy with our little son, Jamal. Both him and Sufy have been nothing but strength to me and I love them allot.



"Mumy" I heard Jamal call from the balcony. He was seated there with Sufy who was dressed to go to work.



"Jam jam what's it?" I asked.



"He wants you to follow him to school in the school bus" Sufy said and I immediately rolled my eyes.



"Why do I have to accompany him to school when you can, you are the one going to work" I put my have across my shoulder and began walking into TV room. Jamal did follow behind me.





"Mumy they want us to write about our origin" Jamal whined. My son is five years old.



"Really?, Okay I'll help you with that" I said. A smile immediately caressed his face.



"Mum can you follow me and the driver to school today, I told you I don't like him" Jamal has been always whining

The next time I opened my eyes, we were already in Nigeria. I was woken up Sufy who helped me up because I was extremely weak.



"Sit here Heza" Sufy said. I sat at the backseat of the car and laid my whole body on it. I felt extremely heavy because I missed my son. Suddenly another call came but it was from another number "Welcome to Nigeria, if you wish to see your son. Go to the Jada Mansion" The voice was very husky and scary. He cut the call before I could even say a thing.



"Sufyan, let's go to Jada mansion" I said " The kidnapper said we should head there" I said to him. He looked confused for a while but instantly turned the car around. We drove in full speed to the Jada mansion, a mansion which land a town could fill. It was huge. Immediately we alighted In front of the mansion, I rushed out of the car and so did Sufy. We Ambulated towards the front door and pushed it open.



"Jamal!" I screamed. I was already in tears as I fell to the ground.



"Welcome!" The loud voice 

Chapter 31