Elope with me

Chapter thirty one ~ the fall

                   
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Sufyan POV

Qaseem I can't seriously believe that Mami was the one who sent those goons to scare Zara'u just the thought of it gives me chills.

Calm down, man.. I just hope she doesn't suspect anything he said while sitting opposite me.

I managed to keep that thought out of her mind, but she did say that she felt like they did what they did intentionally, but I told her they were just mere thoughts and she shouldn't pay attention to them.

What are you going to do now? Seriously, I do not see any way of doing this.

I know, but I plan to take the marriage proposal right to her when she comes back to show her how serious I am. Zara'u is nice, and from a decent family, she can be my wife, and we will have a wonderful future together. I don't know what Mami is thinking about not liking her.

Well, she never likes anyone you dated before, so this shouldn't be surprising. You know, Qaseem said, looking at his friend, but I will advise you to make sure to keep an eye on her. her. We never know what will happen next.

I did that already. already. I said with a sigh... The thing is, I can't even be with her all the time. I have such a tight schedule that I don't even have time for myself between handling Dan Iya business and Dan Iya construction. construction. Sometimes I feel like just giving up Dan Iya construction.

That means giving up on your dreams, Habib interject.

Yeah .... And I rub my head from the bottom to the forehead.forehead. I try convincing Ismail to come back to at least handle Dan Iya clinics, but he says no; he has just been stubborn enough to show Mami that he can do without her.
And I am the one suffering. Sometimes I used to think maybe it was the stress that ended our dad's life.

Don't say this, man.

I just wish she understood me and all the sacrifices I am making for her to feel like she has control over me, her own son.

In sha Allah khair, everything will be fine. fine. Let us pray and be hopeful.


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Zara'u POV

Going back to school for a new semester is as refreshing as a morning orange juice 😃.

Prof. Nadim is just too much, says Najwa. Najwa. Hey, what happened? happened? she said, touching my shoulder.

Um, um, what did you say? say? I said, snapping my head from my phone.

Why are you so invested in your phone that you're not paying attention to me??

Nothing. Nothing. What are you saying? saying? I said I was trying to get her attention off of me.

I was saying that the assignment Prof. Nadim gave us was too much. much. I mean, a paper with so much, don't you think??

Yeah, Yeah, it's much... Najwa. Najwa. Why don't you go ahead? ahead? I will meet up with you. you. I will have to talk with my group members. I will meet you in a bit.

What is wrong, Zara'u? Zara'u? She She asks me, seeing that my face is saying something else.

I will meet you. you. Najwa I have to go. go. I said I was going back to class and exiting by the back door.
I received a text message just now that I should meet up with someone, and if I don't, there will be consequences, so I am on my way there. Now I have the location, which is in the parking lot of our department, the car model, and the plate.

I spot the car, and I cross-check the plate to make sure it is the one.

I knocked on the car window, and when it opened, I saw that lady who had come to me for the first time, and my heart beat faster than usual.

Salam, Salam, II stammered.

She said, Come She said, Come in"," with a tone that was neither welcoming nor rude, so I did.

The first time I came here, I thought I would not be seeing your face again, seeing that you are pretty young and innocent, but I came to know that you're quite ambitious, isn't that right? Dating the heir of Dan Iya is quite a bold move, so let me make this easier for you. I know you are dating Sufyan for the money, so how much do you want it? Let me rephrase the question: how much do you need for you to be well off and stay the hell away from Sufyan?

All the time she has been speaking, I have been quite shocked, to say the least, and when she said I am with Sufyan for the money, that broke me down. I do need any money. I manage to say it with much confidence, but I know I sound like the little cat that I am.

Here she was, forcing the check into my hand. This is a blank check. She continues to say, I know you have never seen anything like this, so collect it. It is already signed. You can write down whatever amount you want, cash it out with the bank, and leave Sufyan alone.

I know your family is in poverty, seeing as your father is running away from his responsibilities and chasing women who have money or as your mother is trying to earn little to support your studies. Use this money to support your family and bring your father back to your life. Now get out of this car, and remember, the next time we meet, it's not going to be this nice.

They left me there standing, and I called Sufyan immediately.

Babe comes into his voice, but I just break down, telling him I can't do this anymore. I can't do this, Sufyan. I can't...


Najwa was there all along, so when she comes beside me and asks me what is wrong, I pass her the check. This is what happens, and I yell at her.

I went back to our apartment, lay on my bed, and cried my heart out. I didn't receive any Sufi calls; they all went to voice messages. I spent the whole day in bed. I only wake up for prayers.

I heard Najwa make the call that I was sleeping, not knowing that I was awake. I just closed my eyes, not wanting to be disturbed.

The next morning we had lectures that I could not miss, so I prepared and we went to the lecture hall. After our lectures, I was not surprised to see Sufyan's car park in front of our hall.

But I just ignored him.

Are you going to ignore him? Zara'u Najwa, ask me.

I don't want to speak with him; I tell her straight.

But he doesn't deserve this, she said, stopping me.

Neither do I.

Yeah, I know she said it with a sigh, but you already know what you are in for, so did you stop loving Sufyan just because his mother is threatening you, or are you going to hurt yourself in the process?
Talk to him. She pleaded with me.

So I stop and approach us.

He said a silent thanks to her, and she gave him a small smile.
Sometimes I envy Najwa; she doesn't have a boyfriend, and with all this drama, she doesn't go through it. They all said love is not shouting hurt, so why am I hurt, or do I truly love Sufyan because he has money?

I am so sorry, princess, he said, and I find a chair just close to where we were standing and sit down.
You don't deserve this, and I don't have any excuses for why this is happening to you, but I am sorry I failed to protect you.
He keeps on apologising while I keep on crying. The sad thing here is that he is not to blame; none of us is, so why am I making this difficult for us? I feel bad for making him come here in the middle of his work, but I can't help it. I feel bad and I am upset, but it's just like Najwa said: I know this will happen in the first place, so I should not be whining about it.

Stop apologising; you are making me feel worse.

Then tell me how I can make it up to you, he said, looking at me.

Just... just keep quiet and give me some space to voice out.

You know that's not going to happen, he said. With determination, we solve our problems, not run from them.

And I keep quiet.
He keeps on talking and consoling me until I manage to give him a smile.

That's my girl. He said, Now wipe your tears and let's show the world how strong you are and how much we love each other, and I am going to take care of this, ok? She is never going to show her face in front of you, I promise you.

Ok, I said, wiping my tears.

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Mami POV

Come in, Sofia. I have been waiting for you, so what's the update? I asked her.

No progress, Ma I gave her the check and insulted her, but the next thing she does is call Mr. Sufyan, and he arrived in Jos yesterday night. As we speak, he is with her now.

So you mean to say that's all you are good for? If I give you a task and you can't handle it, then what the hell are you good for? I ask with so much anger.

I am sorry, Ma. I have a plan B, and I will embark on it as soon as possible.

Do you think I have time for plans A and B? I want you to make that girl out of my son's life, even if it means for her to disappear. The next time we meet, and if you know you didn't succeed, I want your resignation letter.

Sorry Ma I won't fail you again.

Out of my office, I told her.
I dial a number on my phone, which connects me to Sufyan's secretary.

Right away, Ma, the other person answered.

Yes Ma I hear her voice.

Is Sufyan in his office?

No Ma.

Are you sure because I won't be asking the second time, and if I find out you are lying, you know the consequences?

I know Ma, but she is not in the office.

And I hand up... those that mean Sufyna will come to town, and he will not visit nor tell me that he is in town.

Nasir, I call out.

Yes, Ma, he said, coming in to my office.

I want you to find out where Sufyan is, who he visits, and when he is leaving town.

Yes Ma.

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Sufyan POV

Assalamu alaikum.

Amin wa alaikum, Salam Sufyan, come in.

Thank you, he said, going into the big leaving room of his uncle, which can carry more than 50 people at once.

What is so urgent that you want to see me about his uncle?

Umm, Uncle, he said, rubbing his forehead... I have found a girl that I want to marry.

Ma sha Allah, all praise be to Allah. That's wonderful news. Who is she, and where is her family? Tell me about them.

Well, she is from here. I said I was sitting down properly, and I told him everything I knew about the Zara'u family.

That's great I think I will meet with the rest of your uncles, and we will fix a date to visit the girl's family, and we will inform your mother if everything is set.

Umm, Uncle, there's a little problem. I said it with my heart beating faster.

Ok, what is it?

Mami is against me asking the girls for their hand in marriage, so if you can please speak with me and plead on my behalf, I really love the girl and I will love to make her my wife.

His uncle was quiet for a while. Is there any particular reason why your mother is against the marriage? He finally asked with his eyes on me.


No, uncle, she didn't say she was just not happy with my choice, but please help me convince her.

Alright, then I will speak with her, and I will get back to you.

Thank you, uncle. Alllah ya kara girma

Very well, then.

Something about my mom's family is that they are wealthy; all family members have big businesses, unlike my father's family, which is just okay. So when Mami married Dad, she made sure she made his business succeed because her family handles both exports and imports of goods in and out of Nigeria, while my dad was a tax collector at the time.
He earned decently, but she made him rich. And that is what she expects from my future wife, but what I can say is that I have a lot of money that I can use to care for my wife and make her family rich as well.

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Zara'u POV

You are leaving today, I ask him.

Yes, dear, he said, holding my hand. I was in the middle of an important assignment. I have to go so that I will be able to complete it, but I will be back by next week.
And I have news for you.

Ok ... I said not sure what he is going to say.

I have spoken to my uncle to ask for your family's hand in marriage, so if things go according to plan by month end, my family will be meeting yours. Isn't that amazing? We will be getting married.

I smile with my head down, and this is the first actual smile I have done since yesterday.

What? Don't tell me you are shy, he said, teasing me. Come on, we will be getting married. I thought that was what we wanted, he said, lifting my head, but still I couldn't look at him in the eye.

Babe, he said, shaking my shoulders and laughing. Oh Allah, I can't believe you are still shy around me. I thought you would shout in excitement, and I laughed; he laughed too. That's my girl.

Uhmm, did Mami agree? I asked him all of a sudden.

I will take care of that. Just concentrate on yourself for now. I will be handling everything, ok? So tell me how many kids you want if Allah blesses us.

I said six, not giving it much thought.

He asked with wide eyes.

Yes. Is that too little or too much? I said it softly.

I was thinking of two, but he finally answered.

Two, I ask him:?

Yes, two or three will be found, I guess, babe.

No, I want a big family. I said, smiling. I have always dreamed of a big family with my husband. We will share love, and we will love our children equally. Isn't that wonderful?

Fine, let's negotiate, he said.

No, I am not negotiating anything with you; do not bring your business mode here with me.

Come on, princess, I can agree with four. I think that's fair.

No five.

Four babe

Five sweetheart I said it lovingly.

Since you are asking this nicely, how can I say no? He said, hugging me, I love you.

I love you more. I answer him, hearing his heart beat, but I need to start driving alone. It's no longer fun, sir Saleh, to be driving me around while I can drive now. Besides, I have linses.

No, he said almost immediately.

I frown on my face with a pout, looking away from him.

Come on.... Ok, fine, but promise me you will have to be careful.

I will say it happily.

Gosh I can't ever say no to you, he said, laughing.


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Sufyan POV

Is Sofia still in Zara's case? I asked Saleh.

Yes sir.

Stop her salary; make it look like it's from the bank. Just make her suffer.

Right away, boss.
















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