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Chapter 23 - Discharge

*Zahra's POV
It has been twelve days and some hours since I've been in this hell hole, it's been ten days since I last saw jamal, not even his shadow. I felt depressed and sad. I have no one in my life that I can lean on, everyone seems to disappear when I need them the most, starting from my birth parents... They left me at a very tender age all alone to face this cruel world, my foster parents were never even there for me, bahijja who I thought was my friend betrayed me with the man whom I thought loved me for Allah's sake, and now Jamal, the person I thought I could have forever with...He has left me because he believes I carried the child of another man who isn't him.

I got knocked out of my train of thoughts when I remembered that my cellphone was no where to be found. The last place I had it was at bahijjas house and after that I never saw it. She must have taken it, if she did I really need to get it back because it has minimal security which every computer literate person can crack.

The doctor and a nurse who I know the be khadija came in to examine me, they took off the bandage around my head and I was left with a few plasters and a cast on my right leg. Now I have to use crutches for a while.

'You're very strong madam. I'll sign off your discharge papers now and you're free to go.' He had left the room half way when he turned to face me again and said 'please don't think too much about your situation, many cases like yours have been solved through medical help. After all there are other ways of having children.' He said and he flashed an apologetic smile and walked away leaving me confused... what was he talking about? I brushed off that thought and focused on how I'd face jamal...but there's a bigger problem, the hospital bill. I was in a private room in one of the best private hospitals in abuja and definitely the bill will be over the roof.

'Excuse me ma'am' khadija said 'you're good to go now, the doctor has signed and your bills have been paid. Is there's someone I can call for you or should I get you a taxi?'

'My bills have been paid? By who? When? Was it a man? The same man that brought me?' I asked all these questions without caution.

'Yes ma, it was the same man that brought you. He came in as soon asked the doctor said you'd be discharged and he paid your bills and left'

I was shocked. Jamal was here and he couldn't even see me. What wrong have I done to get such ill treatment?

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I managed my one leg and crutches as I entered my room. It felt so good to be back, I missed everything. I laid on the bed with my head up as I enjoyed the comfort of my bed.

*Jamal's POV
I'd constantly go and check on Zahra's progress at the hospital but never see her because I can't stand her sight. I know I put her in that condition but why did she have to get pregnant for him, why?

I paced my room which formerly used to be mine and bahijja's but since we've not been in good terms we separated our bedrooms. I needed to find a way out of this mess, the PI still hadn't contacted me and I was running out of options but I had one option but I didn't want to resort to it yet. Just then my phone rang, it was an unknown number.

I picked up the phone and waited for the caller to say something.

'Hello' a man's deep voice hit the phone 'Am I on to Mr Jamal Isah?' He asked

'Yes, this is he who's speaking please'

'I am spiff from *We snoop for you* investigation agency' that's my cousin Aisha's agency, The name alone gives me goose bumps. 'I have something for you, when will you be free?' He asked

'Uh-i-uhh- I can meet you now. Where are you? I'll come to you right away' I didn't wait for his response and I picked up my keys and headed to the car while he gave me directions.

'This is what you asked for' spiff pushed a lanky brown envelope to me. I was already annoyed at the sight of the envelope because it looked like it won't contain anything of much relevance. I reluctantly took it and opened it...

The only thing I could hear was glass and papers falling to the ground. The contents of the envelope were enough to kill a person. Enclosed in the envelope were pictures of bahijja and musa walking into a hotel holding hands. Their relationship must have started a long time ago because the date on the picture was December 3rd 2014. That explains why she suggested to bring musa as a houseboy, she must have wanted him close to her. The second picture was of musa, he was dressed in a suit and tie as if he had just left a meeting. On second thought, he looked like one of the men I cancelled a business deal with sometime ago. But I don't think it was him, I looked down to the bottom of the picture and it was the same month as the cancelled deal, and they had the same name, Ibrahim Ahmed. They are the same person. I could feel the world spinning, I think I was having a panic attack. They had planned all of this right from the inception but why was all this happening to me. But what I really wanted to know is what bahijja is using to blackmail musa.

'There's something else I saved, I didn't want to give you all at once' spiff pushed another picture with its face down to me. I took it with a shaky hand and turned it over.

Innalillahi wa inna ilayhir rajiun...

That was all I could say. Musa is a muderer I thought, Musa killed Junaid.

Hey guys, it's been a while since I updated. I've been so stressed out lately but I manged to update. I hope you enjoy this Chapter😙😙

Who ever can guess who Junaid is will be a cast in the next chapter/or few chapters. 😉😉😉

With love,
Raheena💖
Fi Amanillah