CHAP 9

HAFSA'S POV:

I sat in the car with him. He started driving.

I ask looking out of the window , How many people you have in your family.

I was praying from God that he will not say only him .

He said looking straight " Me , my brother and his wife and son .

I nodded and said " That's nice . Don't you have a wife." He shale his head and said looking at me

" She ran away with my child "

I look down and said " I am sorry for your loss but .."

" I don't like to talk about it please " He said cutting me off. I nodded and said " But seriously uncle , Why did you came all of a sudden "

He said making a turn " I told you , it was your birthday. Or else I would never find out that you were gone. Please call me father from now on "

I smile and said " I will try " We reached a house soon . It was not a very big house , either not a very small one.

I came outside and said " Umm father , You are consider the wealthy man of city why do you have a house like that , I mean it's beautiful but , It's small "

He smile and said " Well. I love this house , this place , It reminds me my young time ."

He took my stuff and head inside. When we came inside , I saw there was a woman sitting on couch and another woman was sitting on wheel chair.

He went to the woman who was sitting on the wheel chair and kissed at her forehead .

" How are you stacy ?" That woman was unable to move but she just smile but said nothing.

He introduced me " Hafsa , This is Stacy love of my life , And this is julia , My brother's wife. Jason my brother is not at home yet he is at office and his son at college. And all of you this is Hafsa , I adopted her today ."

That woman on wheel chair look at me and smile and said " So you finally realized grayson , It's good "

He took my luggage and said " Let me show you , your room , I went upstairs with him .