Meant To Be Yours!

Chapter XLIV

 "I honestly thought he was dead or something. He hasn't been around for how long... six years? what the fuck!", Angela said looking annoyed. "I know. He met Craig at an office party and they talked about me", I explained, giving them an 'anha' moment. "He's back for the money. I can feel it", Khaled finally spoke making me turn to look at him. "Well, I don't have any money to give him", I said looking at my shoes. "Oh trust me, you're not on his radar, he's going after his money. This kind of crap is always about the money", I turned to Abdul, and he looked deep in thought. "Can we talk? In private?", I asked above a whisper but I was sure he heard me. This is obviously my fault and I had to save him from what Oliver could do. This was bigger than us and I was not going to allow the Qadir family name to be dragged into this because of me.

We went to what appeared like a backyard. There was a loveseat facing the garden, he sat on it, pulling me with him. "Abdul, I'm scared. I'm scared that he might go to your mother and that she will believe him or even worse, he might take my kids away. I think it's safe to b-", "Don't you dare finish that sentence. I mean it Nikki. There is no chance in hell that I'll ever be separated from you. Do you hear me? This is the last time we will discuss this, are we clear?", he said with so much anger that I almost didn't recognise him. I guess this is what happens when he loses control. I nod my head while moving away from him. 

"Are you scared of me?", he asked looking worried. "I've never seen you this way, I guess I'm just processing it. I know that you're only doing this to protect us but I just... I have never seen you this angry before, that's all", I tried to explain, hoping he would understand. He released a breath looking disappointed. "I promised myself that I would never lose my cool in front of you. This is what I was afraid of. Nikki, I would never lay a hand on you or our kids, I promise you that", he said looking into my eyes. I put his face between my hands, pulling him in for a kiss. He melted into me, like he was meant to be there, meant to be mine. 

"Ok, get a room", Greyson complained from the door. He was holding a plate of pizza slices along with two bottles of soda. "Here, you need to eat something", "Thank you Greyson", I appreciated and he nod his head and then went back in the house. "I've never had anyone defend me like that. It was kinda hot", I said hoping it will lighten his mood. "Oh really? It kinda was huh?", he asked wiggling his brows, it made me laugh. He laughed too, making his dimple appear, one of my weaknesses. "Come on, finish your pizza so we can go home. I'm in desperate need of a massage", he said trying to stretch his shoulder. "I could help with that", "I know, that's why I need you to finish your pizza so we can get out of here", he said in his 'obviously' voice making me laugh even harder. "I love you babe", he said pulling me to straddle him. I made sure to hold my pizza properly so that I don't drop it from the sudden movement. "I love you too husband, very much", I said giving him a peck on the lips. "I'm one lucky man", he said while squeezing my butt cheeks. "You two are crazy, just don't do anything nasty on that loveseat, it's Angel's favourite", Renee said making me laugh. "I'll have you know, I was not even thinking about that, you just made me want to do that now. It is kinda comfy", he said licking his lips making me pull away and run to Renee who was busy laughing at Abdul's actions.

"That's so warm, which oil is it?", Abdul asked when I was applying massage oil on his back. "I don't know, but you bought it in a sex toy shop so you tell me", I said trying to remember but failing miserably so I settled with just massaging him. The RnB playlist on the Bluetooth speaker made me fall to a rhythm that was so relaxing. Abdul was out like a light, I got down from his back and wiped the excess oil off him, covered him with the sheets then fell asleep right next to him.

"Mama this oil smells funny", I heard Natalia's voice telling me. I was about to ignore her when I remembered the massage oil. I jolt awake, taking it away just when she was about to pour it on her tiny hands. "That's medicine, my love. You only use it when you're hurt", I explained rushing it to the closet. When I returned she was busy waking up Abdul who was snoring like a broken train. 

"Daddy wake up!", she said making him groan, wiping away the drool he had in the process. "Daddy your drooling", Natalia said with a giggle. I couldn't hold back my laugh, especially since he always did the same when it happened to me. "Ha ha ha. I'll show you what happens when you take Mama's side", he said then started tickling her. The loud laugh brought in Nathan. "Nathan, help me!", she cried to her brother in the middle of laughing but Nathan ended up coming to hug me instead. "Good morning Mama", "Good morning Handsome", I kissed his head and as usual he went to Abdul. It makes me feel jealous sometimes. 

They are always glued to Abdul, not me, their mother. Who does that? Since I was no longer the center of attention I went to the kitchen. "Good morning people who care about me", I sang making them laugh. "You're so jealous", Claire said with a knowing smile. "I'm telling you, when it comes to Abdul and the twins, I feel like a surrogate", I pouted. "Oh my dear, that's a good thing. You have been on your own for a while now. Let the poor guy help you", Lucinda said while cutting some vegetables. "Fine, but only because you said it". I made myself a cup of coffee. Natalia rushed into the kitchen all dressed as if they were going somewhere. "Ladies! Good morning. We're going out for breakfast", Abdul said walking into the kitchen carrying a grinning Nathan on his back.