Chapter Two

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"Life is to short to waste hating other people"...................

Alhaji 's pov

Alhaji left the house very angry, his driver was asking him bt he did not answer the driver.
Alhaji went directly to his guest house, my heart was heavy thinking I can hold it for some time, that how I slept thinking my Beautiful wife iftahal, she was a very good, Charming lady, I shall remember the moment I laid eyes on her. I have seen her pictures but they were nothing to compare, her Hazel eyes, plump lips amazing body, she blossomed she look happier than before and not skinny. I really miss but all I know I can not reach her. I slept dreaming about her and remembering all the good memories with.
  It was raining as I stepped outside to pray, one of my chef came to me "sir, ur dinner is ready" . I was hungry bt I dnt think I can eat. After I finish praying I ate not that much and left it there. I call John to call a cab for me. I gave the driver my address, the car started to move down the street, I pulled out my phone and turned it on, I saw several missed call. Eight from the stupid witch and two from bahijja. The car entered my home street. Only there two police cars Parked in front of the main gate. I grimaced, I came in not talking to any one because am not in the mood. I took my bath and went directly to bed, I started sleeping when I heard some one bang the door I woke up and it was hajiya, I just hissed and go back to sleep. "Alhaji please where have you been? I have been calling you but your is in voicemail and I ask all the drivers but they told me u did not go out with any car. He kept quite and did not talk to her, after some time I turned to her" so up to now you have not stop showing the hatred u have on this innocent people, why are you like this but you know what whether you like or not you will stop it or will see what I will do to you.








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