Abduction

5-Obsession

Janan parked her car in their house garage. she's just coming back from her work place very exhausted and its almost time for Magrib prayer.

She closed the car door and gaze up at the dark sky, the foggy clouds has gathered and the atmosphere is brass. From the look of it rain will fall any minute from now.

Janan started making her way to the door entrance when she noticed a looking brand new Lamborghini parked closed to her Father's apartment.

Her Dad has a small apartment where he usually have a meeting or some private business dealings. He mostly wants it quit and her Mama being the dutiful wife don't have a problem with that while Janan doesn't like the idea seeing that the main house is big and has three parlors what will he be discussing to be so damn private.

The dropping of heavy rain jolt her awake from zooming out, she run on her heels, gripping her handbag and files making her way to the front door, before she open the crafted wooden door she heard the opening of another door behind her, Janan turn her face to look at the apartment when someone pulled her inside the main house.

"What was that?" Janan shivered folding her arms around her drenched cloth.

"Am sorry, I have been meaning to talk to you all day." Na'ima soften her voice, she lowered her eyes looking at her feet. She usually does it when she's nervous.

"Okay, let me refreshing up as you can see I might freeze to death now." Janan says rubbing her arms. Na'ima watched her strides to the stairs, walking like a headless chicken. She shook her head and smiled.

Hilarious!

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"Come in."

Janan walked into her sister's room. The dark painted walls greeted her, the other side is a pitch wallpaper of some beautiful butterflies, the bed at the window side was filled with teddies and Disney princesses.

She's twenty-six for God sake!

"And you're twenty-four."

Janan didn't realised uttering it out loud. She sighed and didn't retaliate sitting next to her on the bed, she run her fingers on the pink bedsheets before looking at Na'ima.

"What do you want to talk about?" She asked. Since in the morning when she over heard her in the phone with Mubarak, there step father's brother, Uncle kabir's son which janan never liked, he always give a bad vibes wheni he comes to there house.

When there grandfather passed away, there grandmother who was only able to bare a one child left Adamawa state and came back to Kaduna when their father was ten years old. His mom worked very hard to see her son successful one day. Muhammad Ghali grew up a struggler just like his mom, whatever he puts his mind into he will gets it. He becames wealthy within a short time and that's when his mother passed away leaving him with a letter to help his older brothers in any condition. He caters for them and their families as he fulfilled his mom promise.

And Na'ima meet Mubarak on a family gathering in Yola. They have been dating for almost five good years, she loved him so much that he controls her and the worst side of it is that Mubarak has never love her back.

"Janan am confused. I really don't know what to do." She stood up from the bed walking to and fro.

"Calm down sis, tell me what is happening?"

"I loved him so much Janan, I gave him everything he ever wanted! Money! Love! Time! and he still never loved me back!!!"

To hell with him. Janan really wanted to say that but looking at the situation she kept shut.

"And that's not the case. He asked me to....to.."

"To what Na'ima?" Janan also stood up facing her.

"Ahhh just forget it."

"You really have to tell me! Please." Janan was so worried.

"He want me to get him one of Dad's files." Na'ima blurted out angrily but her rage wasn't near to what Janan was feeling.

Traitor!

"How dare he?!" She fisted her hand.

"He told me that he needed a some of ten million to pay a debt."

"What?! And you believed him?" Janan gazed at her older sister in shock.

He brainwashed her.

She chuckled painfully. "you must be out of your mind."

Na'ima glared, her eyebrows creases.

"Am not stupid you know."

Well you look like one!

Janan gave a long sigh before looking back at her. "What do you suggests we do now?"

"I don't know wallahi."

Her younger sister stare at her in disbelieve.

"Well first of all you're breaking up with him and second we're telling dad about this, he need to know his nephew's motive."

"Hell no!!" Na'ima was even more angrier.

"Even Mama is not allow to know this."

"This is not about you and Mubarak, this is about 'us' your family, what if he really convinced you one day! Do you know stealing one of Dad's shares can crumble us down!!" Janan almost shouted in rage.

"Of course I know Janan! It will never happened I promise you. I will never do that. Trust me." Na'ima took her hand in hers. She search her eyes making her calm down.

She promised.

Janan felt weak, she slowly pulls her hand away and walks to the door, she grip the door knob hard before turning around to Na'ima giving her a painful smile.

"What you have for Mubarak is not love..."

Na'ima open her mouth to denied when Janan first her.

"...Its obsession."

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This is just the beginning!!

Bare with me guys, everything will gradually fall into place.

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