Humaira sat down beside Daddy on the sofa he was sitting on and looked at him, “Daddy! I can’t go to ATBU!” she spoke and Daddy looked up from his phone and glared at her.
“Aisha, you have to go. You’re not going there to study, just to spend some days in the VC’s house. He’s a very good friend of mine, I’m sure he’ll take very good care of you. If not, then you have to follow us to the umrah, that’s final.” They had been having this argument with Daddy ever since he said they were going to Umrah and she said she wasn’t going to follow them. And he said she had to stay in the Vice Chancellor's house in ATBU before they came back.
“Daddy, can’t I stay here with the maids? I promise to be a good girl, Daddy. Please. I thought you hated Bauchi,” she was trying in every way she can to coax D
