When Mami entered the house, Jawahir, who was sitting and eating, noticed that Mami was not in a stable state of mind. Without stopping, Mami went straight into her bedroom, closed the door, and didn’t even say a word to Jawahir. Jawahir herself was full of questions she wanted to ask Mami, but seeing no chance to do so, she kept silent.
The questions she wanted to ask Mami were about Rayha and Khalipha. Where had Yaya Khalipha gone, whom she hadn’t seen for months? Until that time, when they were already in the university stage, their parents had not allowed them to own phones. And where was Rayha? One day she woke up and couldn’t find her anywhere.
Not once did her heart suspect anything bad about not seeing Rayhanah on that morning she disappeared; she thought they had gone to Takai with Daddy, since he usually traveled to Takai for business but always returned on time.
But after a few days, when Daddy returned home, he said nothing to her about Rahane’s journey.
Weeks turned into months without Rahane being in the house. So, one Sunday evening when Daddy was at home, Jawahir asked:
“Daddy, where is Rayhanah?”
He smiled and said:
“Calm down Jawahir, I married her off!”
Jawahir’s eyes widened in shock as if they would fall out, trembling in fear and surprise. Daddy then walked out, leaving her frightened laughter behind.
For two days, Mami didn’t go to the office because of severe migraine headaches.
That day, while lying on her bed, she reached for her phone and called Ibrahim. She wanted to tell him about the tangled issues tormenting her life, hoping to get some relief even if he couldn’t solve them. At least she would ease the burden on her heart and soul.
But a woman picked up the phone—a woman Mami was sure was a foreigner. She told her that Dr. Ibrahim no longer used that line. When Mami asked for the new number, she replied that he no longer carried a phone.
Frustrated, Mami said, “Give him your phone to speak to me, I am his mother.”
The woman answered: “He is in surgery; he cannot answer any calls now. It will only be after twelve hours.”
Twelve Years Earlier – The Rise of Dr. Ibrahim
What Mami didn’t know was that Dr. Ibraheem’s position had far surpassed her imagination. In the nephrology department of Illinois Teaching Hospital in Chicago, he had become untouchable without an appointment—especially after performing a kidney transplant for the Sultan of Brunei, which earned him the role of consultant after completing a one-year course in Ohio.
At thirty-three years old, Dr. Ibrahim possessed unique principles and habits that distinguished him from others. They became the stepping-stones to his rapid success at such a young age. Great nations hired him for his expertise, and he recorded remarkable successes.
By this time, I.M. Takai—Ibrahim Mansur Takai—had reached heights his own parents neither knew of nor imagined. And since it was not his nature to boast, he never told them about his achievements.
Even three years earlier, when Mami visited him in Chicago and stayed for seven days in his university housing, she only saw a glimpse of his life. Later, Daddy also visited briefly while Ibrahim was lecturing and working part-time at Illinois.
But after their return, his career blossomed further. He worked privately in various countries like Ohio, Columbia, Bruce, and Brunei. As with any human, however, wealth and circumstances gradually changed certain aspects of his life, though he remained disciplined.
In his student years, Ibrahim ignored women despite their attention, dedicating himself only to studies. But after finishing, with relaxation and travel, some changes appeared. Still, as a professional doctor, he never drank alcohol, smoked, or indulged in intoxicants.
But women—especially since he was young, handsome, healthy, intelligent, and wealthy—were inevitable. Eventually, after earning a grand mansion in North-Eastern Chicago from the Sultan of Brunei’s gratitude, he became even more desirable. Yet, Ibrahim did not stay in one place. For months he traveled for private jobs with the Nephrology Associate organization, which promoted doctors worldwide. He also belonged to numerous associations in America and Africa such as AAPS, AMA, NAD, AAD, WAMA, and others.
Physically, he had not changed much, remaining tall, strong, and graceful, though age and knowledge had deepened his wisdom. He resembled Dr. Mansur in body build and height, though Daddy was now heavier and broader. From behind, one could easily mistake him for Dr. Mansur.
Ibrahim’s Struggles and Love for Sapna
After finishing surgery, Ibrahim changed out of his green gown into his own clothes. While washing his hands, his secretary Rita brought him his phone with respect. She informed him:
“Your Mum has called…”
Confirming the call, he dialed back.
Mami, weak from fever caused by stress and Ibrahim’s avoidance, hadn’t heard from her son in more than three months. What neither she nor Daddy knew was that Ibrahim had been suffering from severe ulcers, worsened by stress and starvation from overwork. He didn’t inform Daddy because Daddy was already excited about marriage talks. Instead, he went secretly to San Francisco for long-term treatment, where Sapna, daughter of the Nigerian Ambassador to the U.S., nursed him.
Sapna, unlike other girls who pursued him, gained his respect. She was intelligent, religious, beautiful, and disciplined. Born of Sokoto parents, she spoke Hausa fluently and was different from careless girls. Ibrahim grew to love her sincerely, and she reciprocated.
Though he had touched her life emotionally, he never crossed moral boundaries. He always remembered the Prophet’s (SAW) warnings about adultery and vowed never to violate any woman’s sanctity. He often fasted to control desires and avoided carrying a phone, which helped him greatly.
So, when Daddy brought up marriage, Ibrahim quickly agreed, feeling the urgency of settling down. He trusted Daddy’s choice, knowing he would never choose a worthless wife for him. Even if later he married Sapna, at least he would already have a wife who respected his parents—Mami and Daddy—who were unmatched.
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Mami’s Restlessness and Jawahir’s Questions
When Mami entered the house, Jawahir, who was sitting and eating, noticed that Mami was not in a stable state of mind. Without stopping, Mami went straight into her bedroom, closed the door, and didn’t even say a word to Jawahir. Jawahir herself was full of questions she wanted to ask Mami, but seeing no chance to do so, she kept silent.
The questions she wanted to ask Mami were about Rayha and Khalipha. Where had Yaya Khalipha gone, whom she hadn’t seen for months? Until that time, when they were already in the university stage, their parents had not allowed them to own phones. And where was Rayha? One day she woke up and couldn’t find her anywhere.
Not once did her heart suspect anything bad about not seeing Rayhanah on that morning she disappeared; she thought they had gone to Takai with Daddy, since he usually traveled to Takai for business but always returned on time.
But after a few days, when Daddy returned home, he said nothing to her about Rahane’s journey.
Weeks turned into months without Rahane being in the house. So, one Sunday evening when Daddy was at home, Jawahir asked:
“Daddy, where is Rayhanah?”
He smiled and said:
“Calm down Jawahir, I married her off!”
Jawahir’s eyes widened in shock as if they would fall out, trembling in fear and surprise. Daddy then walked out, leaving her frightened laughter behind.
For two days, Mami didn’t go to the office because of severe migraine headaches.
That day, while lying on her bed, she reached for her phone and called Ibrahim. She wanted to tell him about the tangled issues tormenting her life, hoping to get some relief even if he couldn’t solve them. At least she would ease the burden on her heart and soul.
But a woman picked up the phone—a woman Mami was sure was a foreigner. She told her that Dr. Ibrahim no longer used that line. When Mami asked for the new number, she replied that he no longer carried a phone.
Frustrated, Mami said, “Give him your phone to speak to me, I am his mother.”
The woman answered: “He is in surgery; he cannot answer any calls now. It will only be after twelve hours.”
Twelve Years Earlier – The Rise of Dr. Ibrahim
What Mami didn’t know was that Dr. Ibraheem’s position had far surpassed her imagination. In the nephrology department of Illinois Teaching Hospital in Chicago, he had become untouchable without an appointment—especially after performing a kidney transplant for the Sultan of Brunei, which earned him the role of consultant after completing a one-year course in Ohio.
At thirty-three years old, Dr. Ibrahim possessed unique principles and habits that distinguished him from others. They became the stepping-stones to his rapid success at such a young age. Great nations hired him for his expertise, and he recorded remarkable successes.
By this time, I.M. Takai—Ibrahim Mansur Takai—had reached heights his own parents neither knew of nor imagined. And since it was not his nature to boast, he never told them about his achievements.
Even three years earlier, when Mami visited him in Chicago and stayed for seven days in his university housing, she only saw a glimpse of his life. Later, Daddy also visited briefly while Ibrahim was lecturing and working part-time at Illinois.
But after their return, his career blossomed further. He worked privately in various countries like Ohio, Columbia, Bruce, and Brunei. As with any human, however, wealth and circumstances gradually changed certain aspects of his life, though he remained disciplined.
In his student years, Ibrahim ignored women despite their attention, dedicating himself only to studies. But after finishing, with relaxation and travel, some changes appeared. Still, as a professional doctor, he never drank alcohol, smoked, or indulged in intoxicants.
But women—especially since he was young, handsome, healthy, intelligent, and wealthy—were inevitable. Eventually, after earning a grand mansion in North-Eastern Chicago from the Sultan of Brunei’s gratitude, he became even more desirable. Yet, Ibrahim did not stay in one place. For months he traveled for private jobs with the Nephrology Associate organization, which promoted doctors worldwide. He also belonged to numerous associations in America and Africa such as AAPS, AMA, NAD, AAD, WAMA, and others.
Physically, he had not changed much, remaining tall, strong, and graceful, though age and knowledge had deepened his wisdom. He resembled Dr. Mansur in body build and height, though Daddy was now heavier and broader. From behind, one could easily mistake him for Dr. Mansur.
Ibrahim’s Struggles and Love for Sapna
After finishing surgery, Ibrahim changed out of his green gown into his own clothes. While washing his hands, his secretary Rita brought him his phone with respect. She informed him:
“Your Mum has called…”
Confirming the call, he dialed back.
Mami, weak from fever caused by stress and Ibrahim’s avoidance, hadn’t heard from her son in more than three months. What neither she nor Daddy knew was that Ibrahim had been suffering from severe ulcers, worsened by stress and starvation from overwork. He didn’t inform Daddy because Daddy was already excited about marriage talks. Instead, he went secretly to San Francisco for long-term treatment, where Sapna, daughter of the Nigerian Ambassador to the U.S., nursed him.
Sapna, unlike other girls who pursued him, gained his respect. She was intelligent, religious, beautiful, and disciplined. Born of Sokoto parents, she spoke Hausa fluently and was different from careless girls. Ibrahim grew to love her sincerely, and she reciprocated.
Though he had touched her life emotionally, he never crossed moral boundaries. He always remembered the Prophet’s (SAW) warnings about adultery and vowed never to violate any woman’s sanctity. He often fasted to control desires and avoided carrying a phone, which helped him greatly.
So, when Daddy brought up marriage, Ibrahim quickly agreed, feeling the urgency of settling down. He trusted Daddy’s choice, knowing he would never choose a worthless wife for him. Even if later he married Sapna, at least he would already have a wife who respected his parents—Mami and Daddy—who were unmatched.