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2024-10-29 19:42:56ABUJA, NIGERIA.
"That's not debatable. I still want to beat him to pulp though, I'll have to." Murad cracked his fists picturing Mika'il's fresh face getting hit by him. The guy is just what he is! It doesn't mean he likes him now after finding out Zara, whom they thought is also six feet underground did it. It doesn't matter, he was the one who hurt his sister.
"I can't believe Ya Zara did all that and she is alive. That means she will trace Mika'il and come straight here, heavily pregnant or not." Hanan chirped, wringing
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ABUJA, NIGERIA.Discreetly and inconspicuously, the woman in black coat walked around the airport with her small luggage in search of a cab in the busy streets of Abuja. Her hand is closing her stomach while the other held onto the luggage that seems to hold her life. She hailed more than three cabs already but none were willing to stop because of God knows what, she didn't give up. They didn't stop because they do not know who she is, she will give them that excuse. Her father rules the country, but she is treated like a dirt underneath their feet? Joke's on them then!When one finally stopped, she told him to drive straight to Asokoro even without the knowledge of why she wants to be there. She won't go to her father's villa for by now, he's already known what she's done and won't forgive her for steal
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Seventy two.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.Mika'il hurried to the hospital following the ambulance in tow because he reached the accident late, he was asked to follow and not enter inside where they are trying to save both the baby and mother. He anxiously step on the pedal forgetting that his stepmother is inside the car with him which is weird. He's never being himself around the woman, he didn't know how to react to his father married to another woman and his mother being absent in the house. It feels different and not good kind of.When the woman heard the news, she called him out and request to be with him in this tough situation, he agreed to that and allowed her inside his car. His heart is thudding in an unexplainable way, hurting his chest in process of it. His ears hurt, as if he cannot hear anything but his heartbeat beating in the fastest rate. He is scared shitless!H
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Epilogue.
ABUJA, NIGERIA."How's the weather today?" Jiddah Buhari Yakasai questioned her maid, packing her hair in a ponytail while tightening the belt around her robe."The weather is chilly but not enough to make someone catch cold. We've set the mattress there and the food is about to go down." The maid said proudly as if what she is said is enough to get her more bonus this month or a medal."Okay, good work. We have only two hours left, hurry up." And Jiddah went back to work, arranging this and decorating that at the backyard while checking the pot to see what needs to be removed and whatnot. Everything needs to be perfect, that is what she keeps chiding to herself."You need to wake up now, Mika'il. Both you and your daughter are
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS One.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.Amani sighed for the nth time on the soft ruby cushion she's being sitting on for the past four hours. She used her ruby duster to remove the lint on her sewing machine whilst humming to 'It's You by Ali Gatie' in the background. That week, Ali Gatie is her obsession as she changes them every week and sometimes won't do so for three weeks, that is the longest she's took though. She likes listening to soft slow songs but also a fan of rock music and the ones that have your legs moving even while sitting. And she is also a great dancer.She has planned the amount of clothes she wants to sew that very day and she just completed them before six in the evening so she will have time for her precious daughter again. Her baby girl has being sleeping since one in the af
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Two.
FOSHAN, SHUNDE DISTRICT, CHINA"Ya Iman, this clock will look so beautiful in your kitchen. You need to take it." Hanan Muhammad Buhari Yakasai known as Iman said to her older sister as they walks around the Louvre Shopping Mall."I agree with her." Hauwa'u Muhammad Buhari Yakasai known as Jiddah agreed with her younger sister whilst looking at the silver clock that has fork, spoon and table knife drawn on it. It looks beautiful and will fit only the elite's kitchen."I'll take it." Fatima Muhammad Buhari Yakasai known as Zara grinned at the clock her sisters were looking at and she fell in love with i
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Three.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.The morning rays rose above the horizon. Sunlight streamed her bedroom through the gaps of the curtain lightening up the room with warm glow. She rolled over and gazed out the window overlooking the shines over the other buildings. The new rays brought a new day is the day she will get her husband back. Her husband was supposed to be hers and hers alone and if she is going to share it with another woman, there is just something that woman needs to face before she brushes her shoulder. He is her first and only love, no one can come between them even though they are going through a rough patch.She sighed and got down from the bed to clean herself and her baby though it looks like she hasn't woken up yet. G
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Four.
ABUJA, NIGERIA."Are you awake?" Amani inclined her head to look at her husband's figure sleeping soundlessly on their bed. The bed she hasn't slept on for a long time."Uh, yeah." He move around, surprised that his wife is there to wake him up to pray Fajr. Even when they don't talk, he is the one to always touch her shoulder to wake her up as she sleeps next to her daughter in the other room. It never was the other way around except that time and he knew it meant one thing."Can we pray together?" She asked in a small voice, moving her right hand around his muscular arm, feeling the strong arm beneath her fing
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Five.
NNAMDI AZIKIWE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, ABUJA.Zara made sure everything is shipped to Nigeria the next day so they won't have any problem after they get back home. When you have a father as a President, there are a lot of connections so that wasn't any problem. After confirming it from her father's assistant that all the furniture were shipped safely to Nigeria, she started thinking about going back. She missed her fiancée and can't wait to spend some more time with him before the wedding. His birthday is in a month and she already bought everything she will need to celebrate it. She wants to go overboard and do more than Bushra Amani has ever done or even think of doing.
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IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Seventy one.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.Discreetly and inconspicuously, the woman in black coat walked around the airport with her small luggage in search of a cab in the busy streets of Abuja. Her hand is closing her stomach while the other held onto the luggage that seems to hold her life. She hailed more than three cabs already but none were willing to stop because of God knows what, she didn't give up. They didn't stop because they do not know who she is, she will give them that excuse. Her father rules the country, but she is treated like a dirt underneath their feet? Joke's on them then!When one finally stopped, she told him to drive straight to Asokoro even without the knowledge of why she wants to be there. She won't go to her father's villa for by now, he's already known what she's done and won't forgive her for steal
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Seventy.
ABUJA, NIGERIA."I really want her with Amir. Do you notice just how happy she is now after what has happened? I have no doubt she won't go back to Mika'il." Fayha shook her head, sitting comfortably on Kauthar's bed along with Mujaheed, Mujaddad, Murad, Hanan and Kauthar herself in the Masari mansion."That's not debatable. I still want to beat him to pulp though, I'll have to." Murad cracked his fists picturing Mika'il's fresh face getting hit by him. The guy is just what he is! It doesn't mean he likes him now after finding out Zara, whom they thought is also six feet underground did it. It doesn't matter, he was the one who hurt his sister."I can't believe Ya Zara did all that and she is alive. That means she will trace Mika'il and come straight here, heavily pregnant or not." Hanan chirped, wringing
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ABUJA, NIGERIA."Why did Dad suddenly call out for emergency meeting so early in the morning? I mean, isn't his new wife taking care of him well?" Amir yawned, closing his eyes with his bulky arms to stop the sun rays from hitting his sleepy eyes. His wife just had to slide down from his body to wake up like every other day though she normally stops to do what she needs to but today, he is unattended to because 'Dad wants to see us urgently, wake up' what the heck?!"I don't know and stop talking about his wife like that, she's your stepmother. I'm going to go take a shower, bring our outfit out, please?" She made a puppy dog eyes before they moved to her daughter who stirred but didn't wake up. The lady wouldn't sleep alone that night, Bushra was really uncomfortable when she wanted her husband. S
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ABUJA, NIGERIA.The father and son talked for a very long time and before they knew it, the sky is dark an ominous emitting it's rage as if knowing what is about to happen will not only shake few people but a whole lot will have to be revealed. So many underground secrets are going to be reaped no matter how much they all would want it to be a nightmare. Not everyone knows about the many secrets about to be reaped, just one person and maybe another who is now dead. The real battle of a family is about to be issued sooner rather than later."I should get your blood tested first before we proceed with telling everyone that you are alive and kicking." Alhaji Malik stood up from his chair and rounded the table to his son, still in trance as if waiting for his one week old bride to wake him
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Sixty seven.
ABUJA, NIGERIA."Bro, I think I'll leave now already." Fayha breathed, sitting down comfortably on the swiveling chair in front of him inside his office. The man's attention is entirely focused on what he is doing in his laptop, it doesn't annoy her anymore as she is used to it."You always want to leave home after your marriage, Fay." His words made her blush but she won't give up. She is not just going home that day because she wants to see her husband but because she is not feeling okay at all.Her stepbrother, Hammad Bamalli is the definition of hardest nut to crack. She always wonder how his wife manage to break all those shells and got married to him. He hardly talks and when he does, it's either business or something serious is about to happen. Though whe
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Sixty six.
ABUJA, NIGERIA."Why did you have to go see him without me?" Amir kvetch, his hands gliding up and down her knee to her toes as she complained about the dull ache."I had to see him before he leaves. This is a one time opportunity for him and I'm never going back to New Zealand so, I did have go." She shrugged with a cheeky smile which he could only shake his head at trying to hide his jealousy."Well, continue praising him in my presence. I also get jealous, you know." He lowered his eyes down to her feet so she won't see the possessiveness that blared in his eyes. Seriously, he's been trying to suppress his feelings since she told him about going to meet her so called foreigner. It doesn't matter whether they share the same religion or not, he does not like her with other men, periodt."Wait, raise up your head. C'mon, Amirr." She drawled, tak
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Sixty five.
ABUJA, NIGERIA."And you think I got married to you because I love you? Jokes on you, princess, you were naïve enough to fall into my trap. I married you to ruin your life!" Murad spit out those venomous words to Hanan who suddenly left the bed and stood in front of him. Her eyes are wide filled with concern, worry, disbelieve and a tinge bit of betrayal."Say what?" Her question is a bit shaky, wanting to wake up from this nightmare."You heard that alright, sweetheart. That is something you should've known from the beginning but sadly, you still fell right where I want you to." He nonchalantly meandered to the vanity table to remove his Baguette diamond pentagon cufflinks."You are joking with yourself, Murad. I've always been honest with you and th
