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Ayman

I was beyond shocked, when dad told me about Mukhtar's wedding to his wife ' Salma. He even showed me the photos, and behold ! Salma was the supposed sister.

How could he stoop so low ? Despite being married he... Yes, he is liable to add three more wives, but why is he deceiving Zaina. The most stupid thing is that, Zaina wouldn't believe. Her blind faith in him, is just to make me feel sad, but it is ruining her life in the same process. I warned her about this, but she was just too stubborn.

I wondered how she would be now, and ran my hands through my hair, as I was lost in my thoughts...

Zaina

After Ayman left, I was faced with Mukhtar's sister, who was stealing glances at me, and then to Mukhtar.

" Zaina, meet my sister' Salma. "

She was a little bit older than me, so I greeted. " Good day, Salma. " I would have said ma'am but she wasn't that old.

" Salma, can't you greet ? "

"Yeah, Yeah. How are you... "

" Zaina. Zaina Abdullahi Gambo. "

" The Doctor's daughter ? " she asked, and I nodded in affirmative. I was sick and tired of people calling me by my dad, not who I am.

" Um, Bro... Can I meet you in the room, Abbi wants to talk to you."

The way she said Bro was foreign in her mouth.

" Sure, sis. " He said, and they walked into the room.

Their sibling relationship reminding me of Humayra, and Ayman. I may ' hate ' them now, but I still admired their bond — It was special! Something I could never ever experience in life. Siblinghood- Yup! Just made that up.

After a while, Salma walked into the living room with a broad smile on her face, as she approached me.

" Mukhtar just told me about what happened ? I am so sorry. "

" Thank you. "

" Aren't you Hungry ? You probably haven't eaten anything all day. "

" No, I'm not that Hungry. " I was lying more than the devil. I was so hungry I
could devour a cow. I never lost appetite when I was sick, even if I lost someone close to me. In fact, eating helps make me feel better, I could remember how I finished ten tubs of Ice Cream, the day Ayman left me. Yes, ten tubs. I had sore throat, and brain freeze so bad I was hospitalized.  I got into the Hospital even when I had catarrh. That's what you get for being a doctor's daughter. I smiled, as I remembered how I killed my toilet. If you know what I mean.

" Don't be shy, you must be hungry. " she said, and before I could lie any longer, she rushed into the kitchen, and after few minutes, she came out with a tray of food with sensitizing ( A/N : Did I get the grammar right ? ) aroma , she dropped it in a stool in front of me, and I ate slowly, while she stared at me. You didn't expect me to eat like a dragon in public.
  ( A/N : Huh? Human beings. My Elder Brother's students came to visit him on Eid, and they devoured all the food they were given like dragons. They crushed the bones, till it turned into bone crumbs ' Never knew it was a thing until I met those guys. They left immediately they eliminated the innocent chicken.)

I stared at the chicken lap in front of me, and I sighed in desire. I then glanced at the knife and fork in front of me. Did I look like Queen Elizabeth? How was I going to use knife and a fork for this...

I had a plan, I noticed they was no water around, and then I began to cough nonstop. When she ran inside to get water, I used my hands to devour the chicken, and immediately she came in, I began coughing again.

" Here you go. "

" Thank you, Salma. " I drank the water a little, so my tummy wouldn't get filled before I finished the kitchen.

I thought of another way for her to go inside, when she said. " I'll be back "

" Take your time " I muttered as she left, and ate all the chicken, crushing the bones into tiny Bone Crumbs.

She came in, and I smiled at her.
" Thanks, I am full. "

" Okay " she took my plate and went inside, while I wiped my hands with the napkins. I didn't bother to call those selfish Humans I called my parents . Astaghfirullah. 

I waited for a while, and Salma came in keeping me company.

Salma

I knew Mukhtar's love had died for me few months into marriage, but bringing another woman into his home, and addressing me as his wife was shameful, and Cheap.

I feel like stabbing this innocent girl, but I can't do it now. Mukhtar is around. If I was caught, I wouldn't be in trouble, since I was related to the Emir.

Finally, Mukhtar left the house, and I couldn't be more happy. As he told her.

" My Love. I will be back. " I felt so hurt, and broken, and even more venomous.

After I heard his car drive out, I told the stupid girl.

" Zaina, I have a surprise for you, come see. "

" Okay, Sure. "

She wheeled trailing behind me, and I rolled my eyes. What did Mukhtar see in this handicapped brat.

As she wheeled into the kitchen, I slammed the door behind me, and didn't hesitate before using the rolling pin to hit her body. Luckily for me, it was the Hard one.

I beat her, and smiled as blood rushed all over her, she was out of breath, screaming for help, but silently.

I hit her defective legs even harder, and she screamed her vocals out, and soon, those nosy neighbours came knocking, and I was planning on where to hide her, when I heard the main door open, and I gulped. Only Mukhtar had the keys.

He rushed in, and when he saw the sight, he slapped me, and brought out his phone to call the police, when I threatened him.

" Call the Cops, and I will tell everyone why I did what I did. You will be fired, and ruined Mukhtar. "

He cursed, and threw his phone aside, as he rushed to her.

" At least help me carry her will you ? Follow the back door. "

" Whatever " I muttered, and went to help her..

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