Forgotten Love

CHAPTER 3: EVIL NEVER CHANGES

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I came back to my room and informed Hauwa to serve them food and drinks. Then later she would go and buy more grocery for the house. I had to stay home to make dinner and i might not get enough time to do both.

I have never been this angry in my life. frustrated and confused even. This just reminds me of when I used to live in my Father's house and how life was for me. That was one of the reasons why I got married so young because I just wanted to be far away from my step siblings and step mother.

But I only jumped from frying pan to fire.

A sigh of relieve escaped my lips as I laid down on my bed. Running my hand down my face, I raised my hands up to make a short dua.

'Ya rabb. Knower of the unseen. please grant her more shifa so she would go and leave me alone. Ya rabb i know you see all and know all please acceppt my duas.'

I sighed again after the short dua in my head. I spent some hours thinking of what to do next i had already told Dr chioma to fill in for me today, I decided to make jollof rice for the entire house. Because Hauwa wasn't going to get back home in time.

Hauwa had served them food as I instructed, I saw the used plates on the kitchen island.

I looked at the time and it was some minutes to 6pm, Abdullah wasn't back. He was my saviour when he is around they don't even do half of what they did.

I think they might have changed but I guess been evil never changes. I unlocked my phone and dialled Abdullah's number. He picked up on the third ring. "Ihsan, My love You missed me this much" He jokes. As usual.

"When are you coming home, Please." I wishperyelled. Making my way to one of the counter making sure we had enough spinach for tomorrow.

"What's wrong. Did something happen." Would you even believe me if I told you.

Sometimes I question the love he says he has for me. Or maybe I'm just over reacting. "I just want you to come home. I don't feel.." Comfortable with them. "You don't feel what?" He was getting perturb I can tell.

"I'm not feeling too well." Well technically I'm not feeling too well with them treating me like i am not there brother's wife. There was little spinach so I needed to get more. Good thing it was on the list.

"Turn around." He replies and I heard his voice from behind me. I Swiftly turned to find him, Starring at me with a full grin. He leaned by the door and carelessly played with the phone in his hand.

Slowly the wide grin turned mazed.

"What is it?" He asked his brows Knotted waiting for a response. I motioned him to walk in further. He followed and he closed the kitchen door behind him. "Abdullah, what took you so long." He strolled to the gas cooker he loves garlic and the rice had some in it so probably that scent took his attention.

He smiled.

Abdullah took me off guard by wrapping both of his arms around me. He placed his other hand on my head placing it gently on his chest. "Ihsan." He called softly.

"Im not smiling with you Zawji ." I mumbled before moving away from his grip. "What took you so long?" I asked again frowning but it wasn't that deep. Because he smiled at me running a hand down his face. "Work. You know the boss loves keeping me around." I rolled my eyes turning to the stove. He calls his PA the boss when he is the CEO of the company. I took the lid off and steam sweet loving steam hit my face. The food was done and ready for plating. "Are you mad at me?." I turned and glared at him. "Should I put it in a food warmer or just plate them." I asked him turning back to the pot closing it up with the lid.