Lover's knot of three

Chapter 1

FCT,Abuja.
Abdul-Hakeem.

He opened his eyes slowly and rested them on the large clock hung on the wall and saw it was already 8:30am. He hissed remembering he's having a meeting at exactly 9:00am at his office here in Abuja.

He lazily walked into the washroom and got fresh. Walking into his huge closet that looks almost like a mall, he dressed himself into his black soot suit spraying Caron poivre perfume all over his body.

He wore his Richard Mille wrist watch, taking his briefcase from the side drawer, he made his way towards the door but then stopped and grabbed his bulgari flora shades and made his way downstairs answering a call that just came through his Samsung galaxy note 9.

Umma I'm fine but when are you coming back?" He said as he walked through the hallway that would link him up to the main living room of the house.

A maid wearing a white uniform quickly rushed to him collecting his briefcase before bowing down to greet him.
He didn't even look her way as he continued walking and talking with his mother on phone.

Hakeem bazan dawo ba fa se ranar da zakayi aure" Hajiya Asiya said through the other end.
Haba umma, this is not fair at all" he whined like a small child sitting on the big royal chair in the large well-furnished living room.

It's not fair to you but it's totally fair to me Hakeem, you're 30 years old for goodness sake, you aren't growing any younger" Hajiya Asiya spoke irritatedly, she just don't understand why Hakeem isn't married yet, not that he doesn't have cousins that love him, everybody loves him!

Umma I see Amsterdam is trying to change you from the cool umma to tigress" Hakeem chuckled resting his legs on the center table.

Hajiya Asiya hissed muttering "you're not serious" and Hakeem smiled.
And ohh yes, your sister(Rahama) is coming next week for some business, nace mata tazo gida direct ba se ta kama hotel ba, so better get ready" Hajiya Asiya added before ending the call before Hakeem could say anything.

He laughed softly shoving the phone into his suit pocket. At least he won't be bored again, his sister and his troublesome nephew"Irfan" are coming next week.

A young man wearing a black suit walked into the living room and bowed down a little greeting Abdul Hakeem.
Which car are we going out with today sir? Thomas asked his hands tucked in the middle of his legs.

Ash BMW X3" Hakeem answered curtly opening the MacBook that a maid just placed beside him.
Ok sir" Thomas said before walking out of the room.

He looked through the MacBook briefly before handing it to the maid that's holding his briefcase.
Standing up from the sofa, he started walking towards the large dining area.

A maid wearing a white apron passed her greetings to him before asking;
Sir, would you like to have some breakfast?"
Stavin questioned trailing behind him.

"Yes Stavin please, I'm famished" Hakeem replied taking his seat on one of the chairs in the dinning area.
Stavin is the only maid allowed to cook in the house and she's the only maid Hakeem talks to freely and she's the only maid he trusts because he grew up with her, she worked in the house since before he was born.

Stavin mumbled a yes before sauntering towards the kitchen.

His mobile vibrated in his suit's pocket, picking out the iPhone Xmax, seeing that it's his secretary, he hissed before sliding on the answer button.

Good morning sir, it's already 8:50am and you're still not in the office, and you fixed the meeting by 9:00am" Gloria muttered calmly.

I know that Gloria and I'll be on my way right now. Anybody that comes, take that person to the meeting hall" he quickly replied and ended the call just before she could say anything.