Roses & Bullets ✔️

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Author's POV

Ihsan woke up feeling sad, yesterday all forgotten as she came back to her messy life. A husband that doesn't love her, a comatose mother and a father that was acting weird

She sighed getting down from her bed and went to the bathroom to do her business, it was that time of the month.She's dressed in bum shorts and a hoodie, her hair is in a messy bun and was wearing a pair of comfy slippers

"Sometimes I wish we had an elevator just like in Kaduna" Ihsan said taking the stairs sluggishly

She reached the kitchen picked a box of Coco pops and dumped it's content into a bowl, added some cold milk and headed to the living room

"You are up early" Abba said looking surprised

"Hm" was her simple reply, he left for the kitchen and prepared some coffee and a bowl of fruits

"I want to go to Kaduna" He heard her say, softly

"Is that why you are mopping? Go and ask your lovely Dadaa mana" He says sarcastically sitting on the couch opposite to her

She picked her phone and dialled Dadaa's number

"Hello baby, hope everything is fine" Dadaa's voice sounded gruff from lack of sleep probably

"Everything is fine, I'm coming to Kaduna later" She replied

"Wha— okay you can come" He agreed too exhausted to argue

"See you" She cuts the call "I can go right" she turned to Ya Abba raising a brow

"Yes" He replied and with that she stood up and headed to her room

She brought out two trolleys and started filling them with clothes and other necessities before taking a shower

She dressed in a simple pink abaya with a white jersey hijab

"I've booked the plane for you, you need to leave in an hour. I've sent you the travel details" Ya Abba said entering the room

"How long are you staying there Ihsan? You've packed a lot, two trolleys?" He asked, panic washing over him

What if she never comes back? No that can't happen, she won't leave me and never return right? Right

Oh who I'm I kidding

"Ihsan answer me" He asked in a stern voice

"I don't know Abba I seriously don't know if I'm even going to come back, I'm tired. In the span of just 5 days my world turned upside down and to be honest as I much as I want to fight for you like those girls do in novels I don't have the energy for that. My mom is in a coma, I'd rather go there and stay with her than waste my energy fighting for a guy who doesn't want to be with me, I don't like to being neglected" She sighed picking up her phone

"I don't know why you married me if you were going to treat me like this, I should have just accepted Jamal" That right there was a hard blow to him, it left bruises of jealousy and pain

"Ihsan take that back" He shouted getting angry, anger and jealousy coursing through his veins

"We will talk when I'm back or not" She replied dragging her trolleys but a tight grip on her wrist stopped her from moving further

"You are not going anywhere" He gritted through his teeth, he can't afford to lose not now not ever

"Please just let me go" She pleaded trying to wiggle her hand out of his hold