Safiya's POVUmma told me to do the laundry, after I had folded all the clothes including Ya Amir's own, I started arranging them in their appropriate places.
I entered Ya Amir's room, and it was a total mess.
He had gone out to see a friend.
"Eww."I said in disgust as I sighted a dead cockroach that had been smashed.
Due to the foul smell, I used my hand to cover my precious nose and made my way to his wardrobe.
As I opened it and was about to put the clothes, something fell from the wardrobe.
I bent to pick up the finely, smooth white powderish substance.
As I examined it and was about to smell it to confirm what it was, the door sled open.
I quickly stuffed the nylon containing the substance into my jeans pocket.
"What are you doing here?"Ya Amir asked half yelling.
"I came to drop your clothes."I told him.
"Don't ever enter my room again!"he pulled my ear. "If you have anything to drop, put it in front of the door, am I clear?"he left my ear and I rubbed it.
I didn't get why he didn't want me to enter his room, what was he up to.Hauwa's POV
"Baby girl."Yaseer placed a kiss on my lips.
I really mean to say this, the first few days of our marriage were filled with kissing and you know what......
I just groaned and turned to the other side.
I was really deep in that sleep actually.
Yaseer still didn't give up, he came to where I had turned to, and kissed me again.
I think his middle name should have been 'kisser'.
He was a pro in that aspect.
I gently opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was that monkey's face.
"Rise and shine baby girl." He smiled.
"You monkey, you disturbed my slumber."I got off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face.
"Get ready let's pray." He picked the mats and spread them in a space which was in the room.
I performed my wudu(ablution) then pulled out my black prayer garment before joining the solat.
After we were done, we made some du'as, I read the Qur'an while my boo prayed nawafil.
I jumped back on the bed after I was done reading the Qur'an, while Yaseer went to his gym to retain his muscular structure.Yaseer's POV
While I was on the treadmill, my phone rang.
It was an unknown number, but I picked it anyways.
"Hello." I wore my air pods.
"Mr Yaseer Gumell, this is just to warn you, I know everything about you past Mr,"the caller spoke.
"And if you don't leave Hauwa Inuwa alone you will regret it, I promise you that, you have only four weeks, and after that four weeks if you are still with her, don't be surprised if your darling finds out about you and Madinah.... Fours weeks, the desicion is all yours, till next time Mr Gumell."the Masculine voice said not leaving me a chance to talk.
I was about to speak, but he ended the call.
Who could that have been?
And how did he know about me and Medinah?
I got off the treadmill and went to our room.
Hauwa was there, but it wasn't reality, it was just my damn imaginations.
I angrily flung my phone across the room then sat on the bed and started massaging my temples.
"Where the freaking hell will I start from now?"I stood up and paced around the room while still massaging my temples. "Hauwa can't find out about my freaking past, neither can I leave her alone.
I pushed the nearest ornament and watched as the glasses broke into millions of pieces.
That was when I started flashing back to those days.
"Oh your life is messed up Yaseer."I picked a piece of the broken glass and squeezed it tight in my hand making blood ooz from my hand.
It was hurting, but I deserved the pain.
Just then, Hauwa walked in.
"What are you doing?"she ran to where I was. "Are you crazy, you're hurting yourself."she removed the glass from my hand.
"No, just leave me, I deserve it."I tried collecting the glass, but she just threw it on the floor.
"I told you to leave it with me...."I looked at her innocent eyes.
How would I tell her about this, she's gonna hate me forever.*Flashback about zahra*
"But Yaseer I love you so much, you can't just leave me like that."Zahra tried to seduce me.
"Zahra baby, this is just going to be for three days, and after that i'll be right in bed with ya."I rejected her offer.
"But how will I know if you are truly in love with me?"she ran her hands all the way from my chest and was approaching my groin area, but I held her hand.
"Time shall tell."I kissed her and went out of the house.
*end of flashback*After I dumped Zahra, I moved on to Na'ima, I also dumped her coz all she was about was money then went to Madinah, I loved the lady really much, but she got on my nerves.
*Flashback of Madinah*
"But you have to eat before leaving for work."Medinah said as I read a newspaper in the balcony.
"I am not hungry."I stood up to leave for the office. Madinah held my arm and pulled me back.
"Then you won't go anywhere, I put all my effort in preparing this meal and all you say is you are not hungry?"she held me.
I tried walking, but she held on tight.
I was in a really bad mood that day, and she made it even worse.
Out of rage, I pushed her down the balcony.
She landed badly but tried to survive, but unfortunately, she couldn't make it.
To cover my murder, I hid her body away so I wouldn't get penalized for murder.
I would say I was a wealthy player who went around sleeping with ladies and dump them after I was satisfied with my wants.
But, Madinah was different, even if I had slept with her uncountable times before she moved in with me, I loved her.
*end of flashback*"Hey what are you thinking about?"Hauwa's voice brought me back to reality.
"Umm.... I need a break."I stood up and walked out of the room with my car keys in hand.Hauwa's POV
Yaseer had been acting pretty strange since he came back from the gym.
Ya Allah please help my habibi.
I didn't follow him, coz he said he wanted a break. I got the maid to clean up the glass pieces that were on the floor.°°°°°
Another freaking interesting chapter by me
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