"Arafat", her voice roared within the walls of the room making my shoulders stiffen. I just sat there in silence cause i now know what this woman is capable of.
There was a rickety chair sitting in the middle of the room along with a glass center table there. It makes me wonder if the room was once a room or something.
If she actually wanted to kidnap me and make me suffer then she could've easily tied me up to the chair but instead she put me in a corner with my thighs having the new unlocked ability to touch my face and my hands twisted to my back.
I had spent legit 6 good hours of my life in the position.
She strolled further into the room taking gracious steps with that sickening smirk on her face which i felt the urge to detach off her face, then she sat on the seat. I know it's not good to wish someone bad but her... I pray she falls off and her head scatters to a thousand pieces. Astagafirullah.
Just so you know, both doors were open, but it wasn't to my advantage at all. I dare not try to run away cause I'm sure she would slit my throat open and use my blood for soup. She looked almost as old as my mother but i doubt her sense is fully developed.
"I'm Sarah Fadıl, a wife to Abdul Fadıl" i could feel her intense gaze on me, i wasn't even looking at her but was sure listening intently.
Fadil?
Abdul Fadil? That name sounds familiar.
Abdul Fadil?
"Abdul Fadil?!" I yelled, forgetting that i had so little energy.
It clicked. The business tycoon.
Oh, so that's the wife he's no longer living with. It's no shocker to me cause this lady is a typical psycho case.
Then Sarah chuckled.
"Yeah, him",she muttered while smiling like a love sick person. "Arafat what's your deal with my daughter?", she half yelled, scaring the hell out of me. Oh and did I mention, she's also bipolar.
"Your daughter?" I couldn't help but ask.
"You heard me right and don't act all innocent cause I know you're after her, and wallahi wallahi wallahi I won't spare you".
I didn't even know what to say. Her daughter?. What's with me and that one, is this woman mad abeg?
I was still at the door when she stood up and jogged or was it ran to me with full speed. It happened so quick that i couldn't even register anything.
She tugged my hair and dragged me with it to where the seat was then released my hair and sat opposite me. I was right in front of her and the table was beside me. I was surprised that those her woman wrappers were not here standing at all corners. Oops, I meant her bodyguards.
"What would actually be my deal with your daughter when i literally just knew your name. This is utterly ridiculous". I tried to yell but it only came out as a whisper. Consequences of not eating through out the day. It was past 2am and this lady just decided to start interrogating me.
"Don't freaking act stupid, where have you kept her?". This time around she yelled and her voice was laced with anger.
"I...I d... don't know w...where she is, i..is that what this is all about? Is that why you brought me here?"
"Let Arla go, or you and your family dies".
Shocker...
"What?! Just let me go".
A reverberating sound was heard across the room, then the tingling feeling i felt on my face, followed by the sharp pain that emerged from there that didn't just stop on my face but down to the pit of my stomach which made me scream and jerk up holding my face but soon slid down cause i knew whatever action i took, my family would be at the receiving end. I sobbed not because of the pain of the slap but because of how helpless i was.
"Wallah, just let me see my family even if it's going to be the last time".
A resounding slap worse than the last one whipped my face on the glass center table, shattering it in the process. I could feel blood trickling down my face and the glass pieces piercing into my skin causing a new rush of pain on my cheeks. The hot tears that rolled off just exacerbated my situation.
The metallic taste of blood in my mouth was just too much to the point that i started coughing it out. Just because I asked for my family?!
I couldn't even use my family to threaten her cause what could they do?
We were just an average family that lived happily and contented. They can't even touch a single hair strand on her head not to talk of even dealing with her, so what was the point?
"You better bring Arla back before your three days are over, else you stay in the maids quarters and forget about home entirely cause i would torture you, the maximum days you can stay in this D.R room is a week so consider yourself lucky to be leaving here next tomorrow and you would be having a new roommate although he would be staying in the next room".
That made me look straight into her eyes. A he? With me? That's haram. But wait there's a next room too?
I looked at where she was pointing and actually saw the door which i knew not of it's existence.
"Come in" she said a lil bit loud. And her bodyguards brought in a tall, fair, and good looking man who was lead into the next room. I didn't really see his face cause he was looking down so i couldn't really point out his features. And when they came out without the man, they locked the door and handed the keys to Sarah.
"Have fun with your new roommate". Then she left and locked me as well. Who was having fun with who? Mtcheww.
But who was this man? What brought him here?
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Finally, i actually thought i wouldn't even update today but here we are. Abeg who do you think is this our new roommate?
Share your thoughts...
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