“Gahima! My son, are you dreaming or you are telling the truth!” Muka exclaimed seeming puzzled by Gahima’s words.
"Gahima! My son, are you dreaming or you are telling the truth!” Muka exclaimed seeming puzzled by Gahima’s words.
He quickly ran to the house to pick the Bank book with his photograph inside it. When the old woman saw Gahima’s photograph, she hugged him several times. She danced in joy.
"My son, where did you get all this money?” Muka asked.
"Dear mother, I will answer any other question but what I will never tell you is where and how I got that money. Never ask me that question again. That is a forbidden question,” Gahima said.
After one week, they went to Nyarutarama and bought a nice house. It cost them Frw22 million. They also bought a nice car- PRADO. By then, owning a PRADO in Kigali was a sign of wealth.
The owner would be respected every member in society. After a month, they had settled in their new home. Muka took his son to Kacyiru Junior School. It was best school in the country.
It was only the children of rich people who studied from this school. Gahima’s classmates are children of Ambassadors, ministers, senior officers in the army, government officials, famous politicians and businessmen.
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