Scars of undying grief

Chapter 17

Salam guys! I took too long yeah? I'm sorry been caught up with some things lately.

So this chapter is dedicated to meeenerh my newest reader, I see your votes, thank you for being here.

"Ah ahn babe be calming down Na, Na who you one kpai this night now?"

"No worry I go gist you once the thing go down."

" alright , no be to dey form hard guy o, you go fit?"

"The thing dey kill?"

"I don't want to talk too much sha, but this one go keep that zaddy for you alone."

"Omooo! I go triple the pay once the thing click."

"Oya na!"

" make I bring the pack wey I never use come for you Na."

"Wait I dey come collect am."

She rushed to haseena's  room , collect the concoction, listened to every rule given, and set to make plans for how to lure him the next day.

She new he'd come and he always fall for her tricks. Her wardrobe was the next place she stopped at to get the most eye catching outfit, that would make it easy to get him to bed.

About ten outfits were down and none of it made sense, she paced all the corners of her room, the bathroom and every other places but nothing better crosses her mind.

She slept on it and had a dream how everything went down smoothly with him. Which she even got pregnant, there in she gave birth, and was the last woman he ever loved.

She woke up smilingly and rushed to a clothing boutique down the road, she drove her lilac purple venza on a fast and furious mode until she got there, pulled the car so hard at the garage and ran in, she scanned through with her eyes until she sighted a beautiful red shimmery bodycon gown, and the imaginary bulb of thoughts pictured her in the dress and how she'll murder somebody's son.

"How may I help you ma?" The sales girl muttered.

She chuckled on looking at the petite woman's face and said "that shimmery dress right there."

"You'll surely be the stand out, in that party maam." The petite woman complimented.

"Exactly girl!" She replied with a smirk.

And whispered "you don't know wtf is going down bitch." to herself."

Around 11am, an Airtel line, flashed on her iPhone 12promax screen.

"Must be fuad!" She yelled.

"Helloo!" She said in all of her sexiness.

"I just got to Kano, will be lodging in Bristol palace hotel, will be in Your school after zuhr, so don't keep me waiting."

"Oh come onnnnn!" she said exaggerating the n in on, I'd come over if you want me to." She twirled her hair as she talked.

He hung up without replying.

She giggled and ran to the bathroom, took a warm bath, drank the whole bottle of the KM concoction, wore her plain black Abaya and flee to makeup by Sasha glam makeup studio, to get all glammed up for the one person who's got her hitched for life, man like Fuad.

"Kin gane I want something bold and beautiful, the lips should be def red and glossy."

"An gama." the makeup artist spoke.

In about an hour, she transformed into a bad b*tch just as she wanted it, only that her eyebrows were made thick and she prefer it light, but there was no biggie, the lips killed it all.

She transferred the fee, stepped on her Car clutch pedal and got back to school in no time, her red shimmery dress was hanging on the wardrobe door waiting.

She forced herself into the gown and she was bottom line, mind buggling, eyes piercing , and would definitely send shockwaves to every opposite gender she encounters.

The beautiful brown woman would fit into a 5'9 vacuum, and all her curves where in their rightful positions and a great proportions, it looked like she's never been that hot her whole life, she wore no undies, to help accentuate every curve, as the mission implied.

The tall beautiful, sight blocking, heart beat halter, dashed into Bombay to Beirut Lebanese/ Indian eatery in her shimmery red dress and all living attention diverted to her, both opposite and not opposite gender, she held a dirty smile on her red glossy lips as she swayed her hips left to right, and her back side up and down purposely, practically like she was listening to Rihanna's I came to win, or better still Beyoncé's who runs the world.

"Hello handsome!" She spat as she bit her lower lips almost on a reflex.

His jaw practically swept the floor!

Calm down, calm down guys!
Ansaar is really up to something!
Girl's too hot!
So what's going to happen already?

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