Lovable Zainab

chapter 23

         Chapter 23

Zainab's POV

The man wearing a black uniform is a secondary school certificate holder. He didn't go to any tertiary institution. How did I know that? Probably from the way he speaks english which Is not fluent and he keeps mixing it up with Hausa (ingausa) or the fact that he can't spell Zainab properly. I'm thinking he didn't even go to the secondary school.

People like him are those ones who cheat themselves out of secondary school and never got caught. The saying is by their face you shall know them and I can see it.

I was at a police station trying to file a report but now I just feel like it's a waste of time.

"My confidence in the police keep reducing every cursed day." I muttered.

"You say mai? (What?)" The police man seating adjacent to me asked.

"We came to file a report." My father told him.

"About what?"

"My daughter was sent a very perturbing message and we need you to look into it."

"Hmm" the police officer said when my father showed him the message. "Are you sure it's not just some boy ka ga ne ai (you understand)? your daughter hook up da?"

I gritted my teeth to prevent me from yelling and cursing at a police officer. How could he suggest such a thing. That's the problem of reporting cases like this they always try to put the blame on you.

"Listen young man. Three years ago my daughter was tortured and raped by the person we are suspecting sent her this message." My father explain his voice loud.

"Explain this Mr police. Just yesterday she saw this same guy who hurt her and that same yesterday she received this message at night. We won't be here mister if the police weren't so corrupt and had given us a proper trial and sentence that criminal to jail." Ahmad added angrily.

"And who might this person be?"

"His name is Adam." I finally said something. "Adam modibo bature."

"Are you sure? If he really committed the crime then why is he not in prison?" The police man asked.

"Because his father is fuckin rich and used money to get his son out of it." My brother explained angrily when he couldn't keep his cool anymore.

"We are just wasting our time here." I said keeping a straight face. "Let's go home."

"No Mama na we must put that shege in prison."

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We ended up leaving the police station after we filled a report. The police there was so in experienced. I just know that I won't get any where if I decided to wait on that police man. All the other top officers were off duty because it's Sunday which is the weekend.

When I was finally in my room alone I decided to rearrange some things. I did that for the next four two hours I prayed zuhur when the time came after praying I made Dua's asking Allah for protection and paradise. It didn't take long for me fall asleep on the prayer mat.

The annoying voice of fireboy dml woke me up from my slumber. I cursed and checked the caller ID which turned out to be heart beat the name saved as Yusuf contact name. I don't even know how or who saved his number as heart beat and I never bothered to change it.

"Hello." I answered sounding a little bit gruff.

"Sorry didn't mean to wake you up I just wanted to check on you."