I woke up to some sounds, and quickly re-adjusted my position.
"Torture her but don't let the child die" I heard heard faint voices in the background.
"ok ma'am" one of them replied, so it's a she.
"Who's there" I called out.
"Well well, princess is awake isn't she" the woman said coming closer, she had a burka and I couldn't see her face, but the voice was familiar.
I would have loved too see her face, but a call came through and she had to leave.
"Inject her" she said as she left the room.
They did as they were told and soon enough, I gave into the darkness .
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It's been days since I started looking for her but those two days felt like hell.I look like a walking zombie, which zayd told me, but I dont care. All I care about is finding my wife.
I haven't gotten any calls whatsoever from the kidnappers, not even a message, I hope she is okay, Ya Allah keep her safe for me.
I went to the police station, and he police have been on the case ever since. Who does she even know in this place? Which leaves a huge question mark on who took her, because she doesn't go out often.
I wore my jallabiiya after that I went out, and today i am hell bent on finding her.
Ya Allah give me the strength of doing so.
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NajmaI woke up to the sound of laughter, yet again I could recognise the voice, just that I didn't know who it belongs to.
Now its not one person but two and I know both their voices.
"I am going to keep her here till she gives birth, and when she does I will cut the baby's throat in front of her eyes, she will be the one to clean up his blood." To say I was terrified was an understatement, who could be so cruel.
Just then I heard another voice, which belongs to someone more elderly, so now they were three?
"The foo, thought I was on her side and told me they had relocated, such an idiot"
Wait a second, I recognise who it belongs to
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●"Zarifa??, Zara!!!, Stepmom!!" I said as low as I could but they were still able to hear me.
"So you figured it out, you aren't that dumb after all" Zara spat.
"How could you Zara, I trusted you" I replied stifling a cry.
"How could you be so dumb to not realize, sweetheart, you dont just go around trusting everyone" She replied.
"Why?" I asked no one in particular.
"Well let's say you don't know who we really are" Zarifa said looking at her nails.
"Who are you and what have I done to deserve this"
"Let's say we are related"
"Huh? In your dreams , i can't be related to someone as self centered as you" I replied
"My name is Shahida Idris, and she is Maimuna Idris, we are sisters, and Abdul was just a puppet in our little game" I couldn't say anything so I let them continue
"And your stepmother her is our MOTHER!!!"
Well well
Secrets are out
So Zarifa is Shahida
And Zara is Maimuna
I am confused !!🤣
Are all secrets out?
Wait and see
Few more Chapters to go guys .
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RomanceCopyright ©2020 Heshma Nabayi All rights Reserved This is a story about a young girl named Najma Muhammad Farouk, whose dream is to become a pilot. Her father is in support of her , until he dies . Najma is shattered after that , what happens wh...