***Fahad
The week had been quite the roller coaster..
Business wasn't getting any less stressful and wedding invitations were already out so I had to be there to help with the preparations, which then again meant detachment from work cuz I could barely run this place satisfactorily even when so focused so I wonder what would become of it when I barely was, hence this week was like the rounding up section...make sure things were smooth before I leave.I had been working on a new project on slowly expanding the business to other parts of the country, starting firstly with Lagos, which just made the whole rounding up process a lot more complex.
As it is we already have a branch in Maiduguri, but our main branch was in Abuja, so I had to travel there a day before to talk to the External Auditors in person, which just brought a whole lot more stress as I had to travel by the airline flight since all the two family private jets weren't available at the moment which just made it a whole lot more stressful. It was probably just because I hadn't travelled through public flights like in a reeeally long time.To be honest I was not at all a fan of this whole idea of leaving work, there wasn't any trust worthy person to keep an eye for me while I was away, but however everyone at home kept insisting, Habiba especially, so I had to make sure absolutely no one had access to valuable assets or info.
In all honesty, I didn't even want to come home, that too for the same reason I had to, as much I knew I shouldn't and felt bad for feeling this way, I couldn't help it.
All most of the environment around reminded me of were the memories, so much I'd been trying to leave behind....every single time I came back here, which was the whole reason I'd left and avoided coming home for so long in the first place, but here I was, back again, and the emptiness was already starting to catch up on me but family was family and I couldn't skip on my family duties just because of my personal issues and deep down I also knew I couldn't keep running away from all this, from the truth. But at the same time I wasn't ready to even work on that, the thought itself was too painful to bare.I sighed glancing at my wrist watch and it was already eleven thirty, and I needed to make it in time by one to go shopping with Sharif and the others.
Today I decided to hold a quick meeting with the Internal Auditors, well, the meeting was supposed to be quick but here it was taking way too long now, there were too many issues on ground to discuss and I've been stuck in this room with these people for the past three hours now.
I was supposed to be leaving by now cuz today being a Friday the streets would be busy, so it would take much longer to get home, in addition to that I was the type to take time to freshen up and change and then there Jam'i prayer, all that alone was time consuming... before finally going to meet with them Sharif, and the meeting won't probably end till around twelve, which might not be enough time to do everything and still meet up in time.
Aadam must have taken notice of me constantly checking my wrist watch from time to time as he gave me an 'any problem?' kinda look from across the table.
Just a look wouldn't pass on the message so I grab my phone and text him instead.
Running out of time, gotta meet up with Sharif by 2.
He checks his phone to read the message and a second later I got his reply.
-U could leave right now and I'll take care of the rest then give u feedback later on.
He suggested.I would love to give that a second thought but I knew with him here I didn't have to worry about anything. Aadam's much more strict and intent than I am when it comes to business.
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