YOURS, JANNAH

#THIRTY THREE

The chapters are not much edited, it'll improve Insha Allah❤️ I love you all and thank you for the prayers, I'm feeling much better...

Jannah decided to take a walk around Bikini Beach after making sure Imara is in the safe hands of her husband who wasn't so happy about her departure but she did anyway. She won't stay close to that man after what happened just an hour ago. It still makes her quiver inside whenever she thinks about it. He called her Mama yet again, in that same voice he did yesterday.

Before he agreed to keep Imara in his company, actually he didn't acquiesced but she dropped her there anyway. She wanted him to throw a tantrum but he didn't, only stare after her as she left the tent swaggering on her heels. She did everything she could to make sure he knew that he was just another play from her part. Wasn't it?

"What about her?" Adnan had asked his eyes on Imara who was playing with Alim's tablet that earned him a glare from Adnan. He might lost some important contracts there for that little inefficiency.

Jannah gave a shrug of her shoulders. "You are her father. Take care of her while I'm gone."

"And where are you going to?" There was an edge to his tone she couldn't tell why it was there but she heard it loud and clear.

Turning to fully face him hoping she'd get better luck at reading his expression, zilch. "Going out to take a walk. Want to join?"

"No, thanks." He sat down on his executive chair and continued working meaning he's dismissed her. She scowled but meandered around and left the tent.

As she walked down to the unknown beach, she removed her two heels because they are disrupting her time with the sand. Fortunately the beach is empty making her wonder. Why would a beach be empty when it's not snowing or anything? Don't they want to get tan or something? They usually do that at the first sight of sun but she's proven wrong, it is empty without a soul.

Shrugging her shoulders, she walked slowly, her feet deepening into the sand as she traipsed. She meandered around to check again whether she is all alone when she let out a loud shriek at the sight of someone in front of her, they almost bumped. At the flash of onyx, she almost thought it was Adnan before her eyes beheld a beautiful woman standing there in black maxi dress.

Jannah surveyed her from head to toe to make sure she isn't armed neither does she mean any harm. She is starting to fear for her safety after what Adnan had told her about his business. You never know who is after her life now that she's revealed to few of his employees about her status. But shouldn't they be after her daughter and not her? She means nothing to him after all.

The lady in front of her looks as calm as a cucumber in a chilled fridge. Her expression serene or is it because her beauty is slightly blinding? She's got this flawless unblemished fair skin that looks like creamy milk is surging through them instead of red blood. One thing that will flaw her though, her small stature-

"I'm sorry I scared you. Just wanted to say hi after seeing you walking in here alone. Having a boring day too?" And her voice, it's too soft that it sounds like she is singing lullaby.

Jannah blinked at her for a second too long then chortled uneasily. Is this woman an Angel or something? Why is everything about her screaming perfection with nothing left to criticize? Are there women out there like her? People like her only boost you insecurity but for some odd reasons the woman in front of her did nothing to that part of hers.

A small smile graced Jannah's lips because for the first time a beautiful woman didn't make her feel bad about herself. Instead she stood straighter, sheafing her shoulders into a daring stance and her expression matching that of the woman standing in front of her. The girl stood half a head taller, and everything about her radiated confidence and a sense of surety as to her place in the world. From her artfully draped dress to her impeccably enhanced features, it was clear she was a force to be reckoned with.