You're all welcome my darlings! Please don't be confused we divided the chapters of the old accounts into two in this new account and that's why the continuation start from 71 instead of 36 (me hiding from your spanks and insult 😂😂😂😂) I know I have silent explanations to make but before then enjoy ❤️😁
With you by khalid 👆
The cold lovable weather engrossed and embraces each and every corner of the city of Abuja ! Basma tossed and turned from side yo side in her bed ! She flipped and played with her dior duvet continually. Her eyes were swollen, red in color, stressed and sleep deprived ! She had cried and cried but then there was nothing she could do about the black mailer anymore ! Muzzamil is really a son of a bitch !! She had sold all her valuable properties without the consent of her parents and even begged some close family and friends for money but then he kept on persuading her for more !
"I'm tired of everything let me just end everything today ! " she muttered beneath her breath as she stood up and made way to the kitchen downstairs
She walked slowly, panting heavily with anguish hung around her neck and tears cascading down her swollen eyes ! It's will be all over by this time tomorrow all the northern and other blogs would be showing her naked pictures and videos! So she had decided to just end everything as she reached a sharp knife in front of her
"Forgive me father ! Forgive me mother ! My Lord please forgive me ! I know I have committed so many sins in the past but I never wanted this to happen " she cried out loud kneeling before the kitchen inland trying to bury her face between her knees in an inappropriate manner that could damage her back health issue!
" I have committed a lot of mistakes in the past but I never slept with muzzamil ! Why did he wants to embarrass me this way " she cried profusely lifting the sharp knife to her right wrist and then suddenly the knob of the kitchen's second door was turned and the door opened
"Ya Basma!!" Bashir screamed rushing to his sister as he flung the knife away kneeling in front of her with a wide hug! And she did same she had never felt loved like this for a very long time now , he hugged her passionately rubbing her back and she did same crying out her pains out
"I'm sorry Bashir ! I'm sorry I'm a big disappointment! I'm sorry " she said between her sobs
"I know you've been hiding something from us all these while ya Basma but ending your life is not an option " he cajoled cleaning her tears , he felt so ashamed and disgusted for not bonding with his sister , he felt sad for not bothering to interfere in her loneliness he knew something was eating her up because she had lost weight, she was always hiding making phone calls and wearing long hijabs not those her fashionable gowns and the rest each time she goes out
"Bashir I'm in pains ! I'm dying silently I can't not live in this wicked world anymore!" She cried resting on his right shoulder and he held her shivering palms! Her body temperature was so high that was able to warm the weather's condition
"But ending your life is not an option!" He said through gritted teeth with disappointment spread over is face
"What can I do !? Your sister has caused her family the bigggest embarrassment of their life this particular thing is going to ruin our entire generation " she sniffed trying to explain things to Bashir
"What are you even saying " he furrowed his eye brows demanding for more explanation
"Bashir you won't understand!" She muttered the last word trying to stand on her feet but she couldn't so he helped her and lead her the way up stairs to her room laying her in the bed gently he headed to her closet and brought out some strawberries designed pink duvet as he walked toward the fancy couch at the left corner of the room reciting some supplications to himself and the room at large
