26-Emotions

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Lagos, Lekki.

Nawfal Abdallah Tafida.

His driver parked his black Lamborghini at the gigantic compound. Nawfal open the door and let out a hot breath. He always feel a strong emotion when he find himself inside the house.

"Sannu da zuwa yallabai!" The gate man run to him and greeted. Nawfal raised his hands up silencing him. He rearly talks and when he does it mostly giving orders.

He majestically walks to the front door and open it, the bukur and heated scent of humra hit his nose. He closed his very handsome eyes and inhale it giving him a warmth feeling.

"Ahlan Wa Sahlan my son!" Hajiya Samira Tafida, A beautiful Arabian woman who looks to be in her early fifties walks to him." If you look closely you will see the resemblance she has with Nawfal.

"Ahlan biki ya Ummi." He replied pulling her into a warm hug. Everything feels okay after a mothers hug even after having a dark heart and being a ruthless man, Nawfal find peace by her side.

"Come, sit down." She showed him to a beautiful blue coach. They sat down together holding each others hands.

"Nawfal how have you been? How is life?" She asked him touching his face to his long nose. She always loves having him close like that because of how much she always misses him. He visit her like three times in a year, which use to feel like three years for her. Hearing his voice in the phone isn't enough. She wants her son to have a normal life, she's tired of this game of vengeance.

Nawfal smiled at her which brought out two beautiful dimples on his face that can make a girl faint. "Alhamdulillah, Everything is good."

"Nawfal I really wants everything to end soon. I want you to come back to me. I want to see you start a family. I..I.." She couldn't continue saying as her voice trembles. She always find it hard to express how she feels.

"Ummi. InShaAllah everything will be over soon. I just want you to keep on praying for me." He said brushing away the tears on her delicate face. She nodded her head.

Nawfal doesn't tell her anything. All he tells her is to pray for him. He has a very tough and strong heart which remind her of his father. Whatever he set his mind into he will never back down until he accomplished it, which is why his filthy rich in a short period of time. He works hard to see him have power in the society so that to exposed the villains and bring them to justice. If she could only turn the time back she would have never let her son witness his father being killed at a young age.

"Shikenan Nawfal. I will keep on praying for you. Allah ya baka sa'an tona asirin azzaluman nan." She said.

"Amin Ummi." Nawfal said looking around the quite sitting room for his younger sister.

"Where is Ikram?"

"She went to school." Hajiya Samira said standing up.

"Ummi I would like it if she would stop going, i wants you to go back to Saudi Arabia after am done with everything." He said.

"I know of that. She just seem depressed seeing her mates going to school while she's at home. I wants her to be happy, both of you Nawfal." She said smiling down at him.

"Okay toh." He said closing his eyes not wanting to talk again. He have said much already.

"Let me call the maids to bring the food." Hajiya Samira said making her way inside an elegant foyer.

"Am not hungry. Please don't bring anything." He said opening his eyes.

"No! You must eat. Stop starving yourself."

Here it goes. Nawfal subconsciously said. He knows she will not stop until he agrees.

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Janan

She looked at Barrister Ahmad putting the pen down. His lips stretched into a smile and looked down at the proposal project were she signed it. He would be able to be seeing her now more often.

"Barrister is there something you want to tell me?" She asked.

"Nothing. I will stop at your office to see how the project is going." He said smirking.

"There's no need for that. I will send you everything through email if we're done." She said looking at the place before speaking.

"Will you be kind to make me some coffee. My coffee machine kind of broke down and I really don't wants to go back to the office without drinking it." She smiled.

Barrister Ahmad arch a brow thinking of her sudden desire to drink coffee.

"Okay." He stood up and leave the office.

Janan jump from her sit and started searching for the files he showed it to her weeks ago about her father and Alhaji Balarabe property deal. Her heart race faster as she goes through hundred of files. She was going to give up when she saw a documents boldly written with a name Yasmin. It rings on her brain then she remembers her last nightmare.

Yasmin?

She quickly took it and hide it inside her bag and zip it. She walks to her sit and sat down like nothing happened.

Barrister Ahmad push the door open and placed the coffee in front of her. He looks around the stalks of files and saw everything in place. Janan smiled at him and sip on her coffee confidently.

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