From Playroom to Bedroom

"Uncle muhammad, uncle muhammad is here"! kafiat exclaims leaving the plates she was washing rushing towards  him with a knowing smile .
"Kafiat, how are you today, hope you have been a good girl," muhammad asks after a brief hug.
"Yes uncle, so what did you bring for us."
"You know Ramadan will soon end, and you promised me a dress.
"of course I did, you will soon have as many dresses as you'd like" uncle responds
 Ehen, Ha! Plenty dress,I will always pray for you, Allah will make you big.
"Amen! Are your parents at home, I want to speak to them
"Yes uncle..just go in"  returning to  wash the plates she forgot in her excitement.

You see, muhammad isn't really her uncle, he lives in the neighbourhood,  but isn't that what we call people older than us ?

well back to my story