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BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 25: WHAT IS THIS, KARMA? 2
It was few minutes to twelve when trucks rolled up to a halt in front of Tariq's residence. His house was the biggest and most developed house in the area an evidence to the authority and power he had in the community. Riqqo, the once respected leader of the community, had always been entrusted with the responsibility of overseeing the collection of taxes and rent from the member. These funds were meant to be utilized for the betterment of the community, ensuring its growth and development. However, few months after assuming his office, had Riqqo gradually succumbed to the allure of power and greed.With the aid of his henchmen, he began to exploit the very system that was designed to benefit the community. Instead of faithfully submitting the collected funds for community development to the government, he diverted huge sums for his personal use and increased the tax by twenty percent. As the months went by, the community started to notice a decline in the quality of life. They bega
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 26: A LONG NIGHT
The feminine voice quivered with an intensity that hung in the air, leaving everyone suspended. The sudden confession from the lady left everyone in the hall stunned. All waiting for their boss's reactionRiqqo's gaze shifted, his eyes narrowing as they locked onto the lady's tear-streaked face. "You?" Tariq's voice, usually commanding, wavered with a mix of disbelief and anger. His eyes bore into her own, searching for answers. Why, Amra?" Tariq's voice softened, a mixture of bewilderment and hurt. Hurt from the fact that he was betrayed by a woman yet again. The first woman he trusted left him because they could not have a child. She ended up calling him sterile and was constantly cheating on him. He found out, and the moment he wanted getting revenge on her, she fled. Leaving him depressed for days. And now he was in trouble because of a woman he met three days ago, and barely knows nothing about."I couldn't bear it. I couldn't watch them suffer anymore." Her voice, soft and brok
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 01: THE PHONE CALL
Laughter spilled through the door, shaking the quiet of the hallway. I paused, my hand hovering over the knob, drawn in by the infectious joy coming from my daughters’ room. My plan had been to wait downstairs for my wife, but their giggles pulled me in like a magnet, grounding me in the moment.Their carefree voices were a welcome contrast to the growing silence that had settled between my wife and me these past few months. Hesitation melted into curiosity as I leaned closer, shamelessly eavesdropping. Khadijat, my fiery four-year-old in sky-blue pajamas, was the ringleader as always, her commanding tone and dramatic hand gestures setting the stage for another animated tale.“This girl, Rajiv, thinks she’s the boss of everything,” Khadijat exclaimed. “She’s always showing off, especially when that new blonde boy is around. They think he’s the cutest in the class, but he looks like a monkey!”Amira’s laughter erupted, clear and bright. “A monkey, Dija? That’s terrible!” she teased, th
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 02: RASHVIA'S PASSING
Hakimi felt his heart plummet. “What! What happened? Is she okay?” Panic seeped into his voice, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.“We don’t have all the details yet, but it’s critical. Please come as soon as you can.”The line went dead, leaving him clutching the phone like a lifeline. Akashi’s wide eyes reflected the same dread clawing at Hakimi’s chest. “Dad, what’s wrong?”“Your mother… she’s in the hospital,” Hakimi stammered, the words barely escaping his lips. “We need to go now.”He frowned lightly "Isn't that normal, she works there?""No! She has been admitted!" He raised his voice"Oh my GOD! Is she going to be okay?” Akashi’s voice trembled with fear.“I don’t know, son. We just have to get there.”The two dashed out of the house, the night air biting at their skin as they made their way to the car. Hakimi fumbled with the keys, his hands shaking, the world around him blurring in a haze of anxiety. As he started the engine, he stole a glance at Akashi, whose face w
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 03: A NEW BEGINING
The days stretched into weeks, and Hakimi and his children slowly adjusted to a new rhythm of life. Each morning began with a familiar routine—the rush to get ready for school and university, the aroma of coffee brewing in the kitchen, and the comforting hum of familial chatter. Despite the warmth of these moments, the shadow of their struggles loomed large.Hakimi sat at the dining table one particular morning, a steaming cup of coffee in hand, his eyes scanning the horizon beyond the window. Amira and Khadija, dressed in their neatly pressed uniforms, chattered animatedly about their school projects. The sight of their bright smiles brought him fleeting relief, but the weight of his responsibilities was ever-present.As the day rolled into evening, Hakimi returned home after a grueling shift at work. The moment he stepped into the house, his eyes fell on the stack of bills on the coffee table. With a heavy sigh, he removed his tie and sat down to face the mounting pile of financial
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 04: THE MIDNIGHT BAR
The journey home felt shorter than usual, Hakimi thought. Or maybe it was the weight of his thoughts, dragging him deep into his mind until he found himself standing at his door without remembering the walk. He dusted off his shoes, turned the knob, and stepped inside."I'm home..." he announced, his voice flat, carrying the exhaustion of the day.From the kitchen, Akashi’s voice rang out. "Welcome home, Dad."Hakimi paused, sniffing the air. The faint aroma of food was unexpected. His brow furrowed as he moved toward the kitchen. "Dinner?" he asked, almost incredulously. He knew they had no cash and barely any supplies left.Akashi nodded, closing the lid of the steaming pot. "Yeah. I made fish sauce and mashed potatoes." He placed the spoon down and turned to his father, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Dad. Things will work out. My shifts pay me fair enough."Hakimi swallowed the lump forming in his throat. A flicker of embarrassment crossed his face. "You know yo
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 05: JUST LIKE BARGAINING WITH THE DEVIL
Hakimi barged into Riqqo's office, his jaw clenched and his eyes blazing. "I'm Hakimi. Akashi's father," he said, his voice low but dangerous.Riqqo leaned back in his chair, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Ah, the forever polite Hakimi. Nonsense, brother! Drop the courtesy," he said, bursting into a laugh. Leaning forward, he jabbed a finger into his chest. "We're family, okay?""Family?" Hakimi’s voice cut through the air like a blade. "Then why did you hurt Akashi?"Riqqo groaned and waved dismissively. "The kid who thought he could steal from me? Don’t tell me he cooked up some story and sold it to you.""My son didn’t steal from you, Hakimi growled, fists trembling at his sides. Clear his name and give him his job back."Riqqo’s laugh was sharp and mocking. "Why would I? Isn’t he too young to work anyway?"Hakimi stepped closer, his tone cold and unwavering. "You’ve never been a good uncle, so spare me your concerns. If you don’t give him his job back, I’ll make sure everyone knows
BLOODLINE CHRONICLE: A MAFIA FATHER'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 06: REMEMBER YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WE HAVE
The sun hung low in the sky as Amira and Khadija hurried home from school. They had begun returning from school on their own, laughter filling the air as they ran, chasing each other. School bags swung wildly behind them, their report cards clutched tightly in their hands.Arriving at home, their faces lit up with excitement as they dashed through the front door, shoes scuffing against the worn-out carpet.In the kitchen, Hakimi and Akashi were preparing dinner—masgouf, a traditional Iraqi dish of grilled fish, paired with tashreeb, a stew soaked with bread and vegetables. The savory aroma filled the small house, a rare moment of warmth and peace amidst the tension that had been building for weeks."Dad! Kashi!" Khadija called, her voice bubbling with happiness as she and Amira burst into the kitchen. "Look at our results!"Both girls held out their report cards with pride, and Hakimi, wiping his hands on a towel, eagerly took them. His eyes scanned the cards, a wide smile spreading a
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CHAPTER 26: A LONG NIGHT
The feminine voice quivered with an intensity that hung in the air, leaving everyone suspended. The sudden confession from the lady left everyone in the hall stunned. All waiting for their boss's reactionRiqqo's gaze shifted, his eyes narrowing as they locked onto the lady's tear-streaked face. "You?" Tariq's voice, usually commanding, wavered with a mix of disbelief and anger. His eyes bore into her own, searching for answers. Why, Amra?" Tariq's voice softened, a mixture of bewilderment and hurt. Hurt from the fact that he was betrayed by a woman yet again. The first woman he trusted left him because they could not have a child. She ended up calling him sterile and was constantly cheating on him. He found out, and the moment he wanted getting revenge on her, she fled. Leaving him depressed for days. And now he was in trouble because of a woman he met three days ago, and barely knows nothing about."I couldn't bear it. I couldn't watch them suffer anymore." Her voice, soft and brok
CHAPTER 25: WHAT IS THIS, KARMA? 2
It was few minutes to twelve when trucks rolled up to a halt in front of Tariq's residence. His house was the biggest and most developed house in the area an evidence to the authority and power he had in the community. Riqqo, the once respected leader of the community, had always been entrusted with the responsibility of overseeing the collection of taxes and rent from the member. These funds were meant to be utilized for the betterment of the community, ensuring its growth and development. However, few months after assuming his office, had Riqqo gradually succumbed to the allure of power and greed.With the aid of his henchmen, he began to exploit the very system that was designed to benefit the community. Instead of faithfully submitting the collected funds for community development to the government, he diverted huge sums for his personal use and increased the tax by twenty percent. As the months went by, the community started to notice a decline in the quality of life. They bega
CHAPTER 24: WHAT IS THIS, KARMA? 1
Climbing the stairs, Akashi hesitated at the entrance of the library. A knot tightened in his stomach, a familiar reaction to his father's unpredictable mood. He stood motionless in the hallway, attempting to compose himself. Taking a deep breath, he knocked firmly on the door. The sound echoed through the silent corridor, met only by more silence. Undeterred, he knocked again, and then again.His shoulders sagged as he turned to leave, the weight of anticipation heavy on him."Who the hell is that?!" Hakimi's voice thundered from within, with irritation."Dinner is served. Or was served hours ago" He called out, his voice tinged with nervousness."Fine!" The dismissal came swiftly, leaving Akashi with a mixture of relief and apprehension. What the hell was going on with his father. He came home so angry, only to yell at Amira for a minor stuff and ignore Dija when she ealled out to him to read her a bedtime story. He was certain Dija won't let him get away tomorrow. And now he had re
CHAPTER 23: A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL
As Hakimi saw the message, his stomach tightened, and a cold wave of dread washed over him. His hands trembled slightly as he opened it, the screen's glow illuminating his tired face.Riqqo: Two months are up, brother. Time to pay up. Or should I remind you what happens when promises are broken?Hakimi let out a shaky sigh, his pulse quickening. He had ignored Riqqo's warnings, brushing them off as his brother's usual bluster. He's my brother. What's the worst he could do? But now, the threats were starting to feel all too real. Riqqo didn't really didn't mean all this did he? He had asked him for a year deadline not two months. Gosh... this greedy cow! Hakimi cursed as he shoved the phone inside his pocket fiercely............ Four months ago ......It was when Amira had gotten seriously and he needed money for her blood transfusion, during that particularly dark time for Hakimi and his household. His savings had run dry, his house bills began piling up, and the pressure of providin
CHAPTER 21: SHADOWS LURKING
The house still buzzed with faint laughter and the warm hum of a family moment. Akashi leaned against the kitchen counter, his arms folded as he watched Irah, he could not help but grin at the kids nervousness. He nervously sip from his glass. Khadija was busy teasing him mercilessly."So, Irah, Khadija grinned, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Was this your first time seeing a princess turn into a prom queen?"Irah laughed nervously, his gaze darting to Amira, who was busy brushing cookie crumbs off Khadija's sweater "I guess you could say that. Your sister looks breath taking""Guess? Khadija teased, leaning forward dramatically. Admit it! You were totally mesmerized. I saw you staring at her like she was a shooting star! You almost drolled"Alright, Dija, that's enough," Amira interjected, her cheeks blooming red."She's just saying what we're all thinking, Akashi chimed in, his usual protective demeanor softening for a moment. You looked great tonight, Amira." he complimented her
CHAPTER 21: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER
The festive spirit of Christmas lingered everywhere. Every household on the street glimmered with Christmas trees adorned with twinkling lights and intricate decorations. The streets themselves sparkled with garlands of fairy lights, casting a magical glow over the neighborhood. It was a chilly evening, and Amira's final days in high school had arrived-a momentous time that coincided with prom night for the graduating class.Earlier that week, Akashi had taken Amira shopping to find the perfect dress and shoes for the occasion. The memory of her excitement while choosing between gowns lingered in his mind, and he smiled to himself as he prepared for what was to be an emotional evening.Inside the house, Khadija dashed through the hallway, a plate of cookies balanced carefully in her tiny hands. As she bolted into the room she shared with Amira, where a makeup artist was delicately working on her sister's face. "Cookies for the beautiful queen!" Khadija announced, beaming as she handed
CHAPTER 20: BATTLE OF WILLS
The weeks leading up to Christmas were heavy with academic pressure as it was exam season. Hakimi's children, Akashi, Amira, and Khadija, were engrossed in their preparations. Akashi, balancing his responsibilities as both a brother and a student, felt the weight of his exams pressing down on him.One chilly morning, Akashi dropped his sisters off at school. "Good luck with your test, Dija. Don't let anyone copy your answers cause they'll end up failing."he teased, ruffling her hair."Akashi! They won't fail cause I spent the entire night studying" Khadija pouted, fixing her ponytail.Amira rolled her eyes playfully. "Don't bully her, Akashi.""You too, he pointed his finger at her. Avoid Ethan, Irah and other boys. They will only deceive you okay?" Heaving a silent sigh, Amira pouted. "Yes I will." Since the occasion of her birthday that Kashi set his eyes on Irah, he hasn't let her off to school without stern warnings. She was already becoming used to it "Good." He nodded his head
CHAPTER 19: BONDING AND REFLECTION
As the days rolled into weeks and months, life began to regain its semblance of normalcy for Hakimi and his children. The struggles and chaos of the past seemed to blur into the background, replaced with a newfound peace. Though the shadows of their hardships lingered, the family grew closer, cherishing every moment and peaceful atmosphere they were able to maintain. It was a bright, breezy afternoon when Akashi decided to surprise his sisters with a trip to the mall after school. "Not to be weird or anything, but just being the caring and nice brother that I am, I've noticed that you girls need some new outfits, so who wants a trip to the mall to get something chic?" he declared, grabbing his car keys.Khadija's face lit up. "Really, Akashi? Shopping?" she squealed, grabbing Amira's hand.Amira smirked. "Are you feeling okay, big brother? Since when do you care about fashion?"Akashi rolled his eyes. "Don't flatter yourselves. I just don't want to hear complaints about outgrowing yo
CHAPTER 18: A MORNING TO REMEMBER
The soft morning light filtered through the curtains as Akashi gently knocked on his father's bedroom door. Peeking in, he saw Hakimi lying on his side, with Khadija snuggled close to him, her small frame wrapped in a blanket. Her thumb was tucked in her mouth, and her soft breathing filled the room. Akashi couldn't help but smile. The sight of his father and baby sister at peace warmed his heart.Shutting the door quietly, he descended the stairs, his footsteps light on the wooden floor. In the kitchen, he set to work, pulling out ingredients for breakfast. The scent of eggs, freshly sliced bread, and vegetables filled the air. As he cracked an egg into a bowl, memories of the past few months flooded his mind-their struggles, the risky decisions, and the triumph of seeing Amira healthy again."Good morning, Chef Akashi," Amira's cheerful voice broke through his thoughts.Turning around, he saw her standing in the doorway, her waist-length hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a