DECE-P-TION

DNIV

Alya's point of view.

I drop my bag on the table, letting out a sigh. I stand with my eyes closed. "Alya?" I hear my fathers voice. "Na'am." I walk to his sitting room with my bag to go and see him.

I knock on the door before going in. "Baba." I walk in, sitting beside him. "How did the meeting go?" He asks, putting his rosary down while I unbutton the first two buttons of my shirt.

"It went well. He did inform me that petco's shares needs to be sold as soon as possible so we don't enquire sources because a reliable source told him that their stocks are crashing."

He nods. "Good, good. Anything else?"

"Yes, baba, like I said last night, i don't want to be given away to a stranger." I start as he shakes his head. "Baba, please. Hear me out." He stops to look at me.

"Baba, I know you're trying to protect and make it easy for me and I love you very much for it but offering wealth and power won't get me a righteous man. Even if he's righteous, his greed and selfishness won't make him marry me for me. If ut was a man who saw me and just decided to marry me, fine but for economic gain, I will never be happy. Even though he takes care of me, knowing he's doing this because my father offers him something is disheartening and to bear that for life. I don't lie to you baba, I can't live with a person like that. I won't."

He looks at me for a few seconds before turning his head away. "You should go rest, you must be exhausted." He doesn't say anything concerning the matter. "Okay, I will. Please think about it." I place a light kiss on his cheek before taking my bag and leaving the room.

I go up the stairs, knowing fully well that my dad will marinate over this for a long time. Best part is all I'm saying is true. I will not be given away like some souvenir just for someone to treat me like trash or keep me like an asset.

"Are you undermining me? I don't take that lightly."

Falah is a good man, maybe under different circumstances fine but not now. A man as ambitious as Falah isn't good.

I take off my clothes, staying with a bra and an underskirt. I fall on the bed, relaxing. I look at the drawer beside me, seeing the frame of my mom and dad. I smile weakly, reminiscing about the time we were together.

"I better call." I sit up, checking my bag for my phone.

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I place the pot on the stand, misting the flowers. I use a rag to clean the pots neatly, enjoying the sight of how healthy the flowers are looking. I take a deep breath, standing up from the tiled floor. I raise my head to the sky, seeing it's evening already.

Food for baba.

I take off my gloves, dusting my clothes. "I need to go in so please clean this place up." I tell the gardener who practically does nothing. "Ofcourse." I nod, heading to the house.

I go in, noticing how dirty my clothes are. "How's dinner?" Baba asks wearing his white jalabia. "I was just about to check it out."

"Like that? It can wait." I furrow my brows. "Ayyah baba, I can change my clothes." He shakes his head. "It's not up for discussion, you have ten minutes."

"Okay, I'll be down soon." My feet dragging on the floor while walking. The thought of water touching my body isn't a sight or feeling to look forward to but after gardening, it's a necessity.

*********

"They are waiting for you, he is going crazy." I throw my veil on my hang and snatching my bag from my bedroom sofa before running out of my room and going down stairs.

"Okay, I'll be there. I'll be there." I hang up, taking a detour to the dining space to see my father. He sits on the chair on the dining table, using his phone.

I knock on the door to get his attention. He turns to look at me, giving me a puzzled look. "I'm sorry, I'll be back as soon as possible. The firm....there's a meeting and some of the members are not on my side. I'll rush back immediately after."

He nods hesitantly. "Okay, come back early and be careful." I walk over to him, giving him a tight hug. "See you soon." I pull away, rushing out of the house.

I get to my car and got in the drive out. I drive as fast as I can to the office. I park, getting out of the car. I rush to the door after handing the car keys to the valet.

*********

The keys jingle as I open the front door. I enter the house and close it. I sigh, my veil falling to my shoulders. The house being silent as usual and getting no welcome backs is something common.

I head to my father's sitting room, knowing he's there for a fact. I knock on the door before going in. I find him sitting on the carpet while using his rosary.

I smile, walking in. "Baba, I'm back." I announce, gaining his attention. He nods, looking at me with a weak smile.

I sit almost beside him, letting out a sigh. I keep silent so he can finish his duas so k can update him on all that has happened. "What happened at the office?" He asks making me grin.

"So lawal decided that I'm not fit to be the COO of the company so he went underground to get some of the shareholders in his side. When he had the majority, he requested for this meeting so he can show my incompetence and lack of professionalism and pitch to be the COO but unfortunately for him, I had always known he'll do this one way or the other so I brought out the evidence I have against him for the embezzlement of funds and hidden startup firm he has. Now, they are presently thinking of a way to deal with him properly."

He grins as I laughed, enjoying every single moment of what happened all over again. Baba gives me a little applause. "Thank you." I chuckle. "That is good." His smile vanishing, his eyes fixated on the carpet. "Is everything alright?"

He raises his head to look at me. "Falah came by today and he wants to marry you. He will be." I furrow my brows, slightly shaking my head. "He came here and....I'm going to be marrying him?"

"Yes, he's a very good match for you. After speaking with him I know you're in safe hands."

"He's tte same man you offered that proposal to and then after retracting it, he comes back. No way." I feel a tingle in my nose and a sting in my eyes.

"That's final, Alya. You're going to be marrying him. I know what's best for you." I look at him, his eyes is like always when he means something and it isn't up for debate. A tear rolls down my cheek before I look away, hanging my head.

I stand up, walking out of the room without saying another word to him. I shut the door, walking up to my room as I replay the conversation we just had and one I had with Falah.

I enter my room, shutting the door. I arrange my things where they are. I fold my veil, pulling the drawer open to place it back when I see my mother's picture.

My lip and chin quivers. "Did you hear what he just said?" I say trying to stop myself from crying. I fall to my kneees, covering my face with my hands. "I should've followed them when I had the chance. I would not have through this."

I sob, my tears making my hands wet. "I should left him when I had the chance." I mutter, crying hardly.

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