Get up!!
The roaring voice awoke Janan, she wasn't sleeping after all. How could she even, people sleep when they're at peace under a shelter while Janan doesn't even know if she's alive or in hell.
SubhanAllah
She tried to drag her limp body from the cold ground, her legs couldn't aligned to her pleads. She attempted again and her shaking legs supported her.
"Follow me, now!!" The bulky man commands holding a gun which Janan could recognise as AK47.
She obliged without saying a word, millions of question were running on her mind, but she really feared for her poor life.
Her exhausted eyes gazed at herself, the only clothing she has was a long material dress, a scarf and also bare foot. She squeezed her eyes shot as the sunlight hit her face, she has to adjust to the light because of being in the dark for too long.
The place was deserted. Janan could only see a few men patrolling the small property. A moderate building was at the center, it looks a bit renovated than the abundant one she just came out of. Janan thought they will be going to the house but the bulky man turn to the other path and they were in a place similar to the other one she just left.
The man griped her arms painfully while the other man guarding the place open the door, he pushed her inside a long hallway, they walk for some minute before he open another door. The man force her inside and something that look like a bread in a nylon before closing the door shut. She heard rattle of keys before he walks away.
Janan gaze at the bread in rage. They have been giving her the same thing, and sometimes they will come back later with a bottle of water. She really wished they will just leave her to starve to death.
Astagfirullah!
Janan has never forgotten about her religion and that's the only thing that keep her sane. She accepted this as her Qadr and prayed to Almighty she will survive it.
"Who are you?"
Janan was so startled, she turn around to where the voice came from, her eyes widened. Never did she thought there will be someone in the room. Her eyes soften on the little girl at the dark conner.
The girl looks sick and pale. Janan walk to her and touched her face. The girl would be around 10 years old. There was no bruise on her fragile body.
The girl looks a little bit happy looking at Janan.
"Please help me...I want to go home to my Mummy." Tears roll down her innocent face. Janan brush it away with the back of her delicate hand. She hold the girl in her embrace.
"What's your name??"
"Yasmin" her small voice says.
Janan vow to protect her at all cost.
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Warm water soothes her tired muscles, her fingers run through her raven hair as she untangle it. The smell of her lavender shampoo filled the bathroom. Janan turn off the shower, she put on her bathrobe and a small towel massaging her hair.
The sound of her phone vibrating on the bedside table echoed. Janan didn't care to pick it. She already knows the caller.
Munira
The girl has been calling her since yesterday when she left her in the parking lot. Janan always find it difficult to explain herself, she doesn't even know what to say to her if they meet today.
That she doesn't want to see Bilal ever again?
She really have to come up with a plan and make Munira understand her.
Janan quickly dressed in a straight purple gown, she pinned her veil in place, apply her nude lipstick and a little bit of Kohl. The kohl brought out her beautiful eyes even more. She picked her phone, keys and bag.
She started making her way downstairs when something make her stopped on her track.
"Mubarak I told you...wlh I can't." Janan heard her sister saying. Her room was next to hers, the door was closed but she could hear because Naima's voice was a little bit higher.
"No! No! That's was a big mistake. I regrets it happening." She could feel the pain in her voice.
What happened to her all so cheerful sister?
"Please am begging you Mubarak, Please don't..."
"Here you are!!!!"
Janan didn't hear the remaining of her sisters sentence when Munira ascended the stairs to where she stood and her frown face came into view.
Not now!
"You ditch me yesterday!!"
"No, I didn't."
"What do you call that then?"
"Its obvious, you know I don't have anything to say to Bilal. We're done, he need to get that!"
"Janan have you ever talked about what happened? You never give him the chance to explain! You should have listen to his side of the story!"
"Why do you even care so much about us!?"
Munira paused her lips. She wasn't angry about what her friend said. All Munira has ever wanted was to see her friend happy, She really thought it resides in Bilal. She has trusted him, never has she ever thought he will cheat on Janan because Bilal has never had a girlfriend and wasn't the Playboy type.
He has been calling her since the break up telling her how sorry he is and that he swore to never hurt Janan ever again. Bilal wants a second chance and he already fired his secretary, the girl has been seducing him since when he employed her and unfortunately he fall into her trap. That was his biggest mistake and he regretted it bla bla bla.
Did he? Maybe she's being selfish. What about Janan feelings? Munira thought.
She sighed. " Am sorry, whatever you decided i will support you kinji Autan Mama." Munira teased her pulling her into a hug.
"Why the sudden change of mind?" Janan pull away from the hug.
"Don't be silly, am trying to be nice here." Munira glared at her.
"Okay love, we need to be in the office in five minutes or our ass will be kicked out today."
Munira eyes widened.
Shit
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Sorry for the grammatical errors.
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Abduction
Mystery / Thriller~~~~~ Janan Muhammad Ghali is a young woman who has always struggled with fear. Her past trauma has left her with no memory of what happened five years ago, and she often finds herself lost between imagination and reality. Despite this, Janan is det...
