LAURA

CHAPTER NINETEEN

I am currently standing at Fareeda’s apartment door waiting for it to be open, I knocked two minutes ago.
I arrived in Madrid early this morning. I came to see Fareeda first before going to the hotel I booked.
She moved out of the hostel seven months ago. I tried to persuade her into staying in the hostel since she would be coming back to Nigeria in less than a year and she got angry saying if it was because of the money for the apartment she asked I should just forget it.
I apologized and sent her the money. Good thing I asked for the address then if not I would have ruined this surprise by calling her to ask for the address.
The door opened and a man stood by the other side.
Am I in the wrong place I asked myself. But I am very sure this is the address she sent to me.
“Excuse me who are you looking for” the man asked me.
He speaks with a Nigerian accent I think should ask him maybe I am in the wrong apartment because I am very sure this is the building.
“Uhm sorry I am looking for som….” I got cut by someone from inside.
“Honey who is at the door” the person asked while coming to the door.
Oh my God it’s fareeda.
“Abdulll..rahim is thaaat you. You did not tell me you are aree coming.” She stuttered.
“ I never knew I had to take permission to come visit my girlfriend I di…” I got cut before I could finish.
“Hey mister that is my wife so you stop calling her your girlfriend” the man standing interrupted me.
“Look Abdulrahim I never wanted you to find out like this but since you are here. Meet my husband Saleem Adebola.
The son of Chief Tajudeen Adebola the next president of Nigeria. I met and fell in love with him here. And we got married here 5 months ago and as you can see I will be giving him a beautiful baby soon.”
She placed her hand on her pregnant belly that I am just noticing now.
“But Fareeda I love you I still do please don’t do this to me” I pleaded While trying to reach out to her.
Her said husband quickly pushed me back. They locked the door after warning me not to come back again.

I cannot believe Fareeda could do that to me. I loved her I still do with everything. I always funded her extravagant lifestyle when she was in Nigeria
And even when she told me she wanted to come for her masters here in Madrid I sponsored her. Did everything for her, but I guess it was not enough. All she ever wanted was my money.
And now that she may have found someone she believe is more richer than me. She left me for him.

“I knew that bitch was a gold digger that was why I never liked her” Yusuf said from the other side.
It has been a week since I found out about Fareedas betrayal. I tried calling her severally but she never picked up until yesterday and she told me she was with me for my money and now she have a more wealthier  man.
I have been in denial until she said it herself yesterday.
I decided to call Yusuf and tell him today, Yusuf have never liked Fareeda including my sisters they call her a gold digger but I was too blinded by love to see that.

“I guess you have been right all along” I sighed.
“Man she does not deserve your love. When are you coming back we need to turn Abuja upside down to look for Mrs right for you.” He joked while making sounds as if he is eating.
I just laughed. This is the first time I am laughing in a week. I am very sure he is eating.
“What are you eating Mr foodie, does Rafi’a know she is marrying a human food monger as a husband” I teased.
“You will not believe it but I am eating Burabisko {a hausa tribe delicacy in Nigeria}” he told me.
“Wow where did you get that from, the last time I ate that was in Kano at Hajiya my Grandmothers place and its been long” I asked him.
“Inna made it for me” he stated.
“Who is Inna” I asked him
“Abdul I cannot hear you clearly we will talk when you get to Nigeria” he hanged up the call.
He is up to something I know that. But I will find out when I get to Nigeria.
I called my pilot and told him we are going back to Nigeria in two days.
It’s time I go back home and forget about that lying bitch Fareeda.

LAURA’S POV:
I wonder why my Boss have not called me back. He told me to I should take the week off that he will call me once he got back from Spain.
Yusuf told me he came back last week and ever since then I have been expecting a message but I have received none.
I know I am not fired because I received my monthly salary yesterday which I must say is huge.
The first time I received the alert I was so shocked at the amount that I had to go to his office to confirm it.

And about Yusuf ever since the day he came to the office when my boss was in the meeting. We have become close friends. I have spoken to his fiancée on the phone and she seems to be nice. She invited me to come to their wedding.
He came visiting once and he met Inna and Anty Sa’a. When he was leaving Inna offered him some food to take home after he told her he live alone.
Rafi’a his fiancée called me the next day to tell Inna she will be coming to learn how to make Burabisko from her because Yusuf could not stop talking about it.

I decided to go to work today since Mr Richee rich will not call me back and I don’t like to be paid for work I did not do.
I got to work as early as seven thirty wanting to surprise my boss.
I took the elevator to the top floor. I am not surprise that my office is clean. The cleaners clean everywhere every day except the CEO’s office .
Only I or Ibrahim are allowed to clean it.
I dropped my bag on my desk and left for the kitchen.

I took the tray containing the food I just made now. checked my dress for any stain I may have gotten while I was cooking. And I found none.
I always bring a change of clothe because you can never be too careful. Today I am wearing a mustard color maxi dress with a turban wrapped beautifully on my head. I wore a black stiletto. I like walking in heels they make me feel elegant.

I did not bother knocking the door because I know Mr Richee rich will not be at work by this time. Even Ibrahim is not here yet.
I balance the tray with one hand and opened the door with the other hand.
I am shocked with what I saw.