THE HEARTS REAWAKENING

68: JANNAH, THE AFICIONADO.

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"Jannah?" They blurted out in surprise because they cannot believe what they are seeing. Jannah plotted this or she was also asked to come here by the other woman in the deal? But why would she come here?

"Surprised?" She widened her eyes, the thick lipstick wine colour widening at her wake and at that moment, they could only see someone evil. She doesn't look like the sweetheart Amirah has met neither does she look like the baker Imad met. Who is this person in front of them? She didn't deny that she is not Jannah but has she always been like this?

Is she the aficionado?!

"What are you doing here?" Imad is walking on thin ice of not wanting to believe she is the one behind the kidnaps and all the shit it entails but everyone with eyes knows what is happening. This woman is front of them is not the innocent one they've met, she isn't.

She walked closer to them, her smile stretching further showing she small, straight cream teeth. She bit her lip in that seductive manner, looking at Imad from head to toe and nothing but blatant admiration that twisted something inside Amirah. This woman is the one that wants to separate her with Imad, it is there in her eyes. She wants Amirah out of the way so she could conquer him but why not Usayma? They just got back yesterday!

Amirah is sizing her up to see whether she has any weapon with her, she looks clean but she won't be too dense. She's seen so many movies that the heroes leap into the scene without analysing the situation. She cannot see the back of her jeans neither does she know if she has back up outside somewhere like she doesn't know they weren't alone too. Her smile is too pompous for someone who does not have plan b.

She then flipped her long hair beside her. Amirah didn't even notice that but she instantly became jealous. How could they have such hair and use it uselessly? "What else? I called your wife but she brought you here." At this, her eyes dropped to Amirah and she sized her up too.

Amirah didn't like the way she is making her look so small so she crossed her arms underneath her chest and raise a brow, a daring one. The chauvinism she's had for this woman instantly annihilate into thin air leaving nothing but a boorish woman waiting to take down whatever comes her way. She might not be overconfident but she won't let this woman look down on her. She's been with people like her a lot.

Imad's chortle of disbelieve brought her off her trance and she noticed that he is still not believing his eyes. "Why should I be surprised anyway? I've been a victim of this twice already but don't worry, third one will make it filled."

Amirah felt something pierced through her chest at the revelation because it sounds like he is talking about her and his friends way before. Why is he bringing it up? Is he trying to hurt her too or did the words just spurt out like that? The onslaught of it ruined her insides but she kept quiet, keeping her emotions at bay. This is not the time for it, not the right place too.

Jannah made a moue, then she flipped it off. "I know the sappy story. But this is not about your love life or past. This is about me and what I want. And that is you!" She shrugged off her small shoulders, rounding the six of them with the click clacks of her platform heels.

She has a pistol right behind, above her buttocks where her left hand lies.

"You want me? Are you kidding me right now?" Imad laughed again, totally finding the situation funny. Jannah never liked him like that, she never stared at him with those lovey dovey eyes neither had their conversations ever strayed off friendship.