YOURS, JANNAH

#FIFTY

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"I don't think I'll be able to come back home early today. My cousins are going to be there after several years." Aisha explained to Jannah who sat on her bed watching her get dressed.

"Don't worry about me. I'm very sure Dracs will come back home today." Jannah reassured sounding almost conceited with her words, it earned her a raised brow from her best friend.

"Where is that confidence coming from, Mon Cherie?" Aisha wiggled her brows struggling to zip her fitted skirt, she manage to get it up after three attempts.

"It's just a feeling I've got. After that lunch with his friend, he's changed somewhat. He won't be able to stay away for long." Jannah stood up to help zip the peplum shirt for her.

"Well, I hope he comes back home. It's been four freaking days. And you message him everyday huh?" Aisha teased in a sing song, took deep breath while cursing her tailor beneath her breath.

"I told him not to tighten this clothes but he wouldn't listen now my mom is going to give me the longest preach to have ever existed along with a sermon then endure my cousins tapping my ass like some balloon. Jealous motherfuckers." She grumbled while jumping to get the skirt to her tummy which is bulging out. The peplum will hide it pretty well.

Jannah brought back the conversation with a frown. "He never replied to any of my messages or even phone calls. I'm not worried, I know he is safe but can't he at least text me back? He is always busy replying emails but not his wife."

Aisha stopped struggling at the downhearted tone her friend just used. She's noticed how she was not being herself the entire four days Adnan had been away. He was spending his time at the penthouse in his company, she's asked Ammar about his whereabouts to be sure he hasn't left the country. Her pride wouldn't allow her to go meet him at the penthouse, she is tired of the chasing.

It is bothering her though. She's lost one or two pounds since his departure that day with his friend, with Imara's questions waiting for her too every night before they go to sleep. She's answered more than enough, he is needed now because she doesn't know what to say to the little girl about her father's sudden disappearance. The both of them had gotten used to having him around but all of a sudden, he's gone missing in action.

Taking a hold of both Jannah's dainty shoulders, she squeezed them encouragingly. "Don't give up just yet. You've come a long way to do that. Go meet him at the penthouse and give him a taste of his own medicine. I won't advise you to go easy on him, don't."

"I can't go meet him today when you are not home. The maids shouldn't be left all alone just yet so I'll go there when you come back later." Jannah sighed, she doesn't want to go from the core of her heart. She is tired.

"I won't be back early like I've said. Maybe around ten in the evening? I just know that those people won't let me go before eight." Aisha went to sit down on her vanity chair to get her makeup done, the finishing.

"Don't worry about me. But who is going to bring you back home? Edward must be busy with Adnan so I'll give you Aaron's number." She fished her phone out from her maxi dress ready to forward her new chauffeur's number to Aisha.

The latter stopped her. "Don't worry, my half brother will see to it that I'm back home safely. The man is more protective of me than his own siblings."

Jannah smiled remembering everything she's told her about her half brother, Bilal. The man that is helping her feed her mother and get her medicines on time. The guy who helped her with a job at the Attahir Villa so she could save up for college and start up something to build her life. He is a good brother, one Jannah would love to meet and thank for all he's done for her friend. It is not everyday that half brothers endorse their siblings.