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2024-10-29 19:42:56QUEENSTOWN, NEW ZEALAND.
Two hours after their breakfast, they all got dressed into their best outfits. Bushra is wearing a mahogany coloured sarong, a loose plunging frost white shirt atop her hot ruby sport bra that looks like a swimming suit. She tied her hair with matching mahogany veil, took her expensive Fendi slippers and some beach stuff is packed into her Gucci bag. Dealing with people like Zara, she needs to show off her wealth too or she'd look down upon her which is the least she would agree to. Everything about her from head to toe is designer, she is also wealthy.
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IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Twenty eight.
QUEENSTOWN, NEW ZEALAND.Bushra yawned the next morning hearing no sound coming from the room next to hers nor around the whole suite which means the couple left the house, good for them. She don't want to waste another day self wallowing, she shall see what is out there for her and get her daughter a lot more things. Oops, she totally forgot about buying souvenirs for the people back at home. Ya Allah, how could she be so centered in getting between Zara and Mika'il to think about the loving people back at home, so with that thought in mind, she stood up to write down what she wants.Taking her sketchpad, she was about to write their names and what she thinks is the best for them when an idea of a gown came to her mind, she couldn't hold back when
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Twenty nine.
QUEENSTOWN, NEW ZEALAND."Where were you?" Mika'il asked, his head deep into his hands because Zara has fueled him on their way back home. Even though he doesn't want to doubt Bushra for she's done nothing to give him the impression, Zara's words weren't exactly nice and he stopped her but it has worked nevertheless."You see, she said she don't want to go with us because she has other plans. It's not like this is the first time woman mingle with foreigners, it happens all the time. You might not believe me because you think your wife is always innocent but you should know that this is cheating. She didn't tell you about leaving the suite or meeting some other foreigner!" Zara kept rambling on their way home but he kept quite, he has been waiting for Bushra to call him and tell him about her leaving the house but she never did neither has
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Thirty.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.A week has passed in a blur and Bushra's days are already over and it feels like she didn't get to be with her husband for as long as she wanted to. Now it is Zara's days that will take over, she feels lonely before the days started. She is more worried about Ramadan coming for just a week more, they will start fasting and the thing shall be more complicated. She don't want to do something that will both anger everyone in the house but she has a plan up her sleeve. She won't work on it though, she has better things than that.With Ramadan around the corner, Eid is also approaching which means too many clothes will be waiting for her. Even at that moment, she has so many appointments waiting for her and thank God for the assistant she has now, she hired one after they came ba
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Thirty one.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.The ride to the Masari resident was quite awkward since Zara couldn't say a thing and if she draws her into the conversation, she will just grunt or nod so Bushra stopped trying after the third attempt. She was just trying to help her calm her nerves. Yes, she hates her but she don't like seeing that type of Zara, it makes her feel like she has the upper hand. If they compete together even if it is to get Mika'il's attention, she loved that better. Oh well, she's tried her best and now it is up to Zara to make a new impression on her in-law.As soon as they entered the mansion, Afrah ran to her and gave her a huge hug then took Anaan from Mika'il who glared at her for taking his daug
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IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Thirty three.
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IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Thirty four.
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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 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 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
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Sixty nine.
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
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS Sixty eight.
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
