My Name Is Fatima Batoul (ONHOLD)

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Hamidah above...

Faizul Anwar's P.O.V.

Rodisson Blu Hotel
Amsterdam, Netherlands
8:53am

I was sitting on a table close to the window as I sip my cup of coffee when I heard my phone beeped. I stood and went where the phone was and picked it up, seeing it was a message from an unknow number.

Unknown- Hello dear husband! I'm back home. Can't wait to have you in my arms, come back soon. I love you.

On seeing the message and knowing who exactly it was, I dropped the phone on the floor .

Nooo... this can't be happening,  not when my life started to get better and she coming back to destroy it ? I wanted to get it over with but I can't.  Abbah wouldn't dare let me divorce her because he doesn't like the idea of of divorce,saying maybe she left with a reason and will definitely come back.

How did she even get my number ? I was pacing back and forth when my phone made another sound, notifying me another message was sent. I hurriedly rushed and picked the phone from the floor to see the message.

Unknown-  I saw my little princess. She looks just like her Mummy, by the way, heard you have a girlfriend,met her already.  I was only gone for just 4years and you're already thinking of replacing me ? Lol, I hope you know I don't share what is mine, so make sure she stays away from you. Bye,kisses.

What the ????? The nerve of this woman is already provoking. Just 4years ? Is she insane ? She met Batoul ? Oh Allah, make things easy for me.

I had one last meeting left with the Royal Dutch Shell Company before I fly back to Nigeria. I decided to call Batoul, to check on how she's doing. She didn't pick the first ring, finally she picked the third.

"Assalamu Alaikum " came her melodious voice.

I let out a heavy sigh before replying.

"Wa'alaikums Salam Batoul, How're you doing?"

"I'm Good Alhamdulillah, and you ?"

" I'm just as you are dear."

"Okay, good I have to go, I'm busy."

To say I'm shock was an understatement. Batoul never tells me she's busy even if she has piles of files to attend to. Something was wrong, but I decided to ignore.

"Okay then, we will talk ...."

And she cut the call before I could finish my statement. Something is really wrong. Could Kalthum have said something she wasn't suppose to, to her ? Argghhh... I banged my fists on the table in frustration.  I really need to get back home.

Kalthum's P.O.V.

Abuja,Nigeria
12:45pm

I smiled evily, thinking of my plan on how to influence Anwar's family to believe the story I'm about to tell them for them to take me back.

I was married to Anwar out of my will, I had the one whom I love but my mother forced me to marrying Anwar. My boyfriend was from a very poor family and that was why my mother never liked him. All she ever cared about was money, that was why she hooked me up with her friend's son,Anwar.

After I got married to Anwar, I still kept seeing my boyfriend, Suleiman secretly.  He told me that he couldn't bare seeing me in another man's arm and not his. He would rather kill himself than see me with another, but what can I do ? The deed is already done. I told him I wished I could do anthing in my power to be with him,  and so. He came up with a plan.

He said all I had to do was to get enough money for us from him since he was rich so we could leave the country. I gradually started opening up with Anwar , so I could get closer to him so I could  make him fall in love with me and yesss, my plan worked,he fell deeply inlove with me.

Months later after our marriage, I got pregnant.  I didn't know how it happened, everything happened so fast. Suleiman found out about the baby and told me he was disappointed in me . He said he wanted me to abort the child but I told him I couldn't but I could use the pregnancy to get us what we want as soon as possible. It was hard for me to convince Suleiman, but he finally agreed.

Anwar on the other hand, was so happy about the pregnancy and was willing to do anything to make me happy. I told him I wanted his company in Nicosia, I wanted to handle the company there and I wanted my name to be in the company's papers. He declined at first, but  finally agreed after the weeping and all. He said I was only going to start handle things there only when I put to bed, and I agreed.

I told Suleiman about the progress we made and he was happy about it. After I gave birth, I pressured Anwar to sign the papers. The next day, I and Suleiman flew to Nicosia without anything stopping us, not knowing Suleiman was going to betray me but I promise to take revenge and take back what's mine. Now here I am, in my in-laws living room waiting for her to come.

"Kaa..ll...th..uuum ?" I heard my name being stammered.

I rose my head to see someone I've never expected to see, in this house after what I did, standing close to Anwar's mother,both looking shocked.

"Maaa...ma?" I called out.

I quickly took my bag and ran outside as fast as I could. I entered my car,and drove out of the compound.

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