She took a deep sigh as the car drove out of the compound, even though, those three months had been the most trying period of her life but surprisingly, she felt relieved. The day before, Aziza was at her place with her kids. “I am sorry for everything that has happened. I really am, the fact that I had a hand in this ...” Aziza said to her and she shook her head. “No, it is not your fault, it is not , I want to start taking responsibility for my actions.” She said. “No, Sadiqah, I had a hand in this, if I hadn’t started the black beauty saga then, your divorce would still be revocable. I was just so insensitive... And I beat myself daily for that mistake.” Aziza explained. “What will be will be, you know I could have taken it patiently as well, ... come on, Ummu Habeebullah, we have talked about this severally. It is Allah’s will.” She said. “So, what plan do you have for now?” Aziza asked her and she smiled. “The EFCC case is still there, I think Dhikrah’s husband is being len
“Why? Musadiq why? I was trying ... I was not complaining... I was adjusting , it was not easy for me but I was ... And you know it ... You know I was ...” She said tearfully. “If you are like you said, you would not keep lying again and again, you keep making fool of me , the first time was also a shock, I had never been so shocked before in my life ... To think of you being a friend with such person is scary ... But I assume it is something that can be fixed or overlooked ... Everyone made some certain mistakes at some point ... You did a lot but I just assume it can be fixed ... I was worried , I laid on my bed sleepless thinking about how to get out of this case... I barely have peace of mind because of you ... At lease I am your husband and it is my responsibility and I just did that foolishly.” He said to her. “But to think you have been communicating with her for several months, in my house ... Without telling me ... You keep giving her money ... I keep asking you about this
Four weeks later, The phone rang again and he peeped to see the caller. It was a hidden number. He sighed and moved away from the phone, she walked into the bedroom with her bathrobe. They had both return from the clinic where she had gone to take her last dose injection. She was diagnosed with Malaria three days before. He was waiting for her to use her last drugs before he return to Azeezah's apartment where he was to sleep that night. Despite their confrontation, both were trying to behave that all was fine.“Your phone had been ringing for a while now …”He said to her and she smiled and sat on his laps and put his arms around his neck. “Did you pick it?” She asked him and he shook his head. “Who is that person hiding his number to call you?” He asked her and her heart missed a beat. “Hide number ke?” She asked looking at him and stood up from his legs and walked to where her phone was, she checked the caller and heart rate increased.“What are you hiding?” He asked her and s
THE DECISIONS (The present )Her father listened to her quietly as she narrated her ordeals to him in tears, it was the first time of her coming to him to narrate her marital issues and he know how difficult that must have been for her. “I have changed but I don’t think he saw all that ... I am tired... I don’t know what he want again.” She explained in tears and he moved closer to her, they were in the living room and the only one in the house. “Abu, I have been sick ... He didn’t even noticed.” She said to him with tears. “Talk to him first and I will do the same too, but he is your husband, have a word with him, and you need to let him know about your pregnancy , you can’t keep it hidden from him, can you?” He asked her and she sighed. “Abu, he didn’t care at all, he didn’t ...we rarely even sit down to have a discussion anymore , I am just like a stranger in that house ... And I am really trying so hard, I am trying “ She said to him and he nodded.“You need to keep being goo
“Sadiqah, are you there?” She heard her father called her from the other end. “Do I have to come over?” He asked her “No, Abu, I will be fine.” She finally said . “You need to be extra patient, just give him time ... He is going through a lot for now... He is just trying so hard not to show it ... He will come around ins sha Allah, and if there is anything you need, you know you can always call me or come visit ...” He said to her and she cleaned off the tears in her eyes slowly . Then she heard him knocking , she sighed and hung up , then walked to the door to open it for him. He entered the apartment and the two stared at each other for a while. “Why don’t you tell me?” He asked her and she stared at him further. “Your Dad told me about the pregnancy.” He said and moved closer to her. There were tears in her eyes. “You don’t want me to talk about anything ...” She said to him. “At least, you should have told me .... Barakallahu feekum...” He said to her and embraced her. “
His forehead was filled up with his sweat... Hmm... He sighed and let out a deep breathe, he breathe in and out severally before he finally took out his phone and dialled a number, the phone rang for a little while before it got connected ... “And here is my single doctor brother who refused to get married...” The voice said jokingly from the other end and he swallowed hard. “Sis... Where are you?” He asked ignoring her chants“What’s up? I am home.” She said. “Is your husband at home?” He asked further ... “No, he travelled ...” She said. “I am on my way to your house ...” He said quickly . He got there thirty minutes later, she joined him in the well furnished living room a minute after his arrival. “What's up?” She asked him and she sat down beside him. “Do you want anything?” She asked further. “We need to talk .” He said coldly and her heart missed a beat. “Okay, what is it?” she asked him. “What did you and Firdaus did to Sadiqah?” He asked her. “I want nothing but
Few months after Divorce… Immediately she finished seeing the doctor, she moved swiftly out of the hospital and walked towards the car park, All she wanted was a positivity. She recall how she had tried so much for her husband to get her pregnant but to no avail. They had visited top class gynaecologists but nothing seems happening. “You are both fit to have babies…” The doctors will say. Of course, he is fit , he had children already from his other wives … except her. The doctors suggested IVF but her husband does not like the idea. He does not want it .“It is not like something is wrong with her … or me? So why artificial insemination?” He asked and suggest they keep trying. “You are still young and so we can still keep trying.” He will say and she know there is no use trying to make him see reasons. He has his own way and thus she just let him be. One of her doctors recommended Doctor Sharaf, one of the most renowned gynaecologist in Abuja and it took her a lot of time be
The phone rang twice before she picked up the phone, she wondered why he had called her. They exchanged teslim and he went straight to the point. “I called to appreciate your financial assistance to my wife business.” He started and there was silence from the other end.“I am sure you must have heard about what happened? I am so sorry it was just a misunderstanding.” He said to her and there was silence. He swallowed hard and wondered if the phone was still connected . “Ummu Luqman, are you there?” He asked. “I am listening.” She said. “It was a misunderstanding and I am sorry for disturbing you that night.” He said . “How can I get your account number please.” He said to her “For what?” She asked further. “I want to repay the loan.” He replied “I know you would need it too.” He said to her and there was silence again. “Are you there?” He asked her “I am here.” She replied “Would you send the account details?” He asked further. “No.” She replied to him.“If you want to gi
“Break what engagement?” His father asked with surprise “ Are you mad or something? This boy is definitely crazy, don’t you think? How dare you talk back at me?” His father asked Further. “All these were done without my consent , is this not suppose to be my wedding? And I said I am not interested.” He said to his father.“You are crazy? Such audacity? Do you even know what you are talking about?” His mother asked him. “I told you I have someone I am currently dating, we have been together for many years, we love each other, how am I suppose to break up with her just like that?” He asked half pleading . “Was that not why I helped you with it? At least she must have read the newspapers by now.” His mother said.“Mum, that is unfair, I am not going to get married to this girl...I am not.” He said to his parents.“Where do this girl lives? I think I need to pay her a visit.” His mother said to him and he swallowed hard. One thing he is sure of is that exposing Sadiqah identity is li
So Far, So goodAziza gave her a nod as soon as the call got connected. “As salamualykum waramotullah ... Ma’am.” She greeted. “Wa alaykum salam wa rahmatullah wabarakatuh... Who is this ooo?” The voice asked from the other end and she swallowed hard. That was exactly the same question she was asked when she called her just a week ago and the week before and the week before that. “This is Sadiqah ma’am, how are you doing today ma’am?” Sadiqah asked her and exchanged glance with Aziza who was watching and also listening. “Alihamdulilah, who do you want to speak with?” The woman asked again. “I ... I...” Sadiqah said. “Are you sure this is not a strange number?” She asked and Aziza collected the phone from her hand, “As salamualykum wa rahmatullah wabarakatuh Ummu...” Aziza started and the woman instantly recognized Aziza’s voice. “Wa alaykum salam waramotullah wabarakatuh Ummu Habeebullah, is that you?” The woman asked from the other end. “Na’am, how are you and family ma’am
Ma’am, your phone is ringing?” She heard her sale assistant voice called out, she nodded at the girl and collected the phone from her.“Please attend to her need.” Sadiqah instructed her and moved away from the customer, so as to receive her call. “Hello…” The voice said from the other end and her heart missed a beat, she looked behind her as she moved to the far end of the store.“Hello… I know you can hear me.” The voice said to her.“What is it? What is it this time?” Sadiqah asked her.“How are you doing?” Dhikrah asked.“I know you wish I don’t call you…” Dhikrah asked further. “What … why are you calling me?” Sadiqah asked further.“I asked how you are… but you didn’t answer me.” Dhikrah asked calmly.“Don’t you missed your dear friend?” She asked further.“I am going to end this call now… stop calling me.” Sadiqah said and switched off the call, she was breathing heavily and look around to find a place to seat. Hmmm, what is it this time? Why is she calling me again?Haha, w
THE TWIST(The past )She sighed as she dressed up to go to her store that morning. He was still lying on the bed, he had return to bed immediately he return from the Masjid. “Are you not going to work?” She asked him. “I am not on duty.” He said and rolled to the other side of the bed. “Ehn, stand up and start going to your house.” She said to him and he sighed and sat up looking at her. “This is my house.” He said to her. “As if he pay the house rent.” She said to him and he smiled. He is happy she is in good mood. “You always rejected it every year remember.” He said “You are just so proud.” He said to her and she sighed. “Hummm, how best can I tell you that I am not after your money.” She said to him. “Oh, we can see that, Prof daughter.” He teased her and she smiled. “Dhikrah was here yesterday?” He said. “Is that a question for me to reply to? You saw her don’t you? And she was the reason you are here in this house.” She said to him. “If she was not here, I won’t hav
From where they were, they watched some ladies , five in total alighted from the two cars and walked into the stall. “That is Firdaus.” Dhikrah whispered as the ladies walked into the store, a lady was in front while the other four followed her closely. Sadiqah watched her moved towards her, she should be almost the same age as she is, dark in complexion as against the chocolate complexion that she is. She has bit flesh than she is and not as tall as she( Sadiqah) is and then sighed. She is not Luqman spec at all... I am more good-looking than she is...For a minute, the two of them stared at each other for a while, Dhikrah was sitting while Sadiqah was on her feet, not scared at any of them.“Who are you?” Sadiqah finally asked. “Oh, wow, so she can talk.” Firdaus said to her friends. “You mean you don’t know who she is ?” One of the ladies asked and Dhikrah stood up and whispered to her again. “Firdaus.” She said and Sadiqah frowned. “What Firdaus?” She asked..“Who are you?
She opened her eyes and saw him dozing beside her and she sighed. If only he is still the same man I fell in love with … He didn't care anymore … He is just enduring … Is this how we are going to continue like this… Hmmm, and I don’t even have a child If I have one, perhaps it would have been better …I would have had something to hold on to … But I don’t even have any …I have none … And I might never have … Or should I consider IVF .. Ehn… abi, what was the reason for not wanting it before? Will he agree now … He suggested it before? It is surely going to cost us a lot of money. .. She sighed deeply and swallowed hard the tears forming in her eyes.She had been on admission for two weeks and would be discharged soon according to the doctor. .. He had had been there all through and she know he had a lot of nights to repay Aziza and the thought of that caused a lot unease for her … But she know it is inevitable. If only I had a child too. Oh, ya Allah, forgive me all
She came out of the bathroom and met him at the entrance ... “I was about to come check on what you were doing inside... “ He said half teasing and she sighed. He looked a bit calm these days and she was thinking of the best time to have a discussion with him. Perhaps, I should let him know myself ... And damn the consequences ... Abi...before that stupid girl strike ... Ajoke, what is it again?” He asked looking at her and pulled her closer. And suddenly, there was a knock at the door, the couple exchanged glances. “Are you expecting someone?” He asked her and she shook her head ... Could it be the Dhikrah threat? The thought almost give her a heart attack... “Let me go and check...” She said to him ...“With your bath robe? Let me go and check ...” He said to her and walked out of the bedroom while she uses a Khimar immediately and ran out of the bedroom to see who it was.It was Habeebullah by the door ...“She is lying down?” She heard her husband asked and she moved c
Four months later, She walked slowly into her apartment and cleaned off the tears forming from her eyes as she went to lay on the bed ... Tired!!Wasted!!!She hated herself and wished she had not made the mistake of being in that problem in the first place ... Even though she wish she had someone to call but she was scared she might have to explain everything from the beginning , Bit she didn’t want to let anyone know about it... Dhikrah number was not reachable ...And then she recall they had some disagreement some months back and they had not communicate since then, She is the only one that can understand this from the beginning ...But I can’t even let her know it all... Perhaps this is what I have to face for all what I do . How do I tell my family about all of this? How do I even start? I left the house because I could not live with my step mother ... I left because I felt it would be good for every one, And then I fell further into something that should not have ha
MIXED FEELINGSShe signed deeper again and he glanced up from what he was doing and looked at her , she sighed again . “What is the problem this time?” He asked her and she sighed again and was about walking out of the room. “I am talking to you ...” He said to her. “Never mind...” She said to him. “If you know you don’t want me to share it with you , why do you keep doing what you were doing? Don’t you think that was distracting?” He asked her and she sighed again. “And she did it again.” She heard him said. “Don’t disturb me if you don’t want me to share.. I have some things to attend to.” He said to her and watched her leave the room while he returned to the papers he was looking through.In the living room, she sat down on the sofa and she eave a sigh. It is not obvious, He does not really care about me anymoreIt was not like before ... He didn’t care about me at all If he is, at least he would even show he cares about me ... Cou