40; HOODWINK.

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ABUJA, NIGERIA.


















"I have the evidence to prove Bushra not guilty, come home and see for yourself." Zara sent the message to Mika'il knowing that that will bring him back home even if it is against his will. He won't ever be out of her sight soon, he should act like a free bird with the little time he has.

Few minutes later, she heard the gates opening and his car came rolling into the house. She beamed, this is what she has been waiting for. She is only wearing a towel around her, she walked to the door and welcomed him inside. He looks tired, bags underneath his eyes and exhausted lines all around his face, stubbles by the side of his face. She gave him a pitiful look before kissing him, it is the side effect of that other medicine. She should feel guilty but she doesn't feel anything, he deserves that for what he's made her go through.

He is her beloved after all, she won't let him suffer for long.

"Where is the evidence?" He questioned after sitting down on the dining table and choking down glass of water. She has put the medicine inside too, she don't want to leave any stone unturned, she won't be stupid again.

"Have your iftar first then we can talk about everything and how to get Bushra back to her father's house. Here, I made your favorite pounded yam and ofe owerri." She served it in a plate for him, he was quick to start with the swallow after washing his hand in the basin beside them in the dining table.

Zara stared at him for a long time seeing how the medicine is taking quick effect on him, he is slowly losing it. He fell asleep with his hand inside the soup, she assist him to their room and lie him down before taking off his rings, she will need them in a few hours. She called her mother's ex husband to come get the rings so they can put their plan into action. In the mean time, she booked them ticket to leave the country to Seoul, she won't stay anywhere close to Nigeria and risk anyone finding them though the chances are extremely slim, she is not as dumb as she thought.

After booking an apartment for them, a hospital room for two days, she smiled in triumph and threw her phone. All she needs to do now is leave the country and never come back, she never planned to. She has no one but her father and he will also understand and support her when the time is right but for now, she won't involve anyone in her plan. Too many people is risking the safety of so many things, she can't afford that. This time around, she won't make no mistake, she won't let Bushra Amani win this game no matter what.

Her phone rang beside her and she rolled her eyes seeing her younger sister Hanan calling her. It was only time before all her family members start bombarding her with questions, she is ready to give them all befitting answers. Her father is out of the country to check out his health in Saudi Arabia, any moment he will find out about her mother in-law's death and call her too. She need to act all emotional, fuck! She didn't even pretend in front of Mika'il but she has to do it for her family, they don't understand her plans.

"Why didn't you tell me about your mother in-law's death?" Hanan interrogated as soon as she picked the call, she is acting like mother hen now, Zara don't like it.

She really love her sisters, both of them but sometimes, even the family members can be pain in ass just like at that time. All she wants is some lonely time with her husband who is now hers, he will dance to her tunes now and forever but they had to ruin it for her. The small girl now thinks she has the right over everyone since she is about to become a doctor in every sense of the way. Yes, she is proud of her and will want her to become someone great in the future like her father in-law.

But not then, she only wants her mental focus on Mika'il and Mika'il alone.

"How could I when I don't know where my head is? It's so saddening losing her so soon, she was such a sweetheart." Zara sniffles while rolling her eyes in the background, this is tiring. Just few more hours and she will not have to act, she will be herself around her husband.

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