Hammod ne ya fara fita, hoor ta fito, kofan na rufewa gam, ya fisgi hannunta bai tsayaba sai cikin dakinta yasa key ya rufe kofan, haddeta yayi da bango yace yana huci "dan ubanki ni kikace ma kare?" Dariyar fitar hankali tayi hadda tafawa tace "au ashe ba barar kudi dad yayi ba da ya turaka UK, I thought you have a fish brain ashe kwakwalwarka na coding, good job keep it up" ya hasala sosai ya shaketa yace "I have 1 advice for you, in kina son kanki ki koma kice wa dad kin janye statement dinki otherwise you'll suffer the consequences". "in your wildest dream, I'm too wise for your tricks, watau I should do the dirty work &,you take the glory hmm? I only know of a prodigal son not a daughter". Ran Hamood yayi matukar baci "I just can't marry the girl I hate the most" ya fada cikin zuci, dariyarta ya dawo dashi daga duniyar tunanin da yake. "Like seriously, you can't marry the girl you hate the most?, & it seems that's what's about to happen, my advice to you, brazen up & accept the fact that I'll soon be addressed as Mrs Hammod Alkali, isn't that melodious dear hubby?" Ta fada cikin wani irin sexy voice tana patting kafadarshi a hankali.

Labarin Zaid da Zahrah...."Idan har yaudara zata zamemaka abun ado mai zaka amfana dashi acikin rayuwarka ? Miye ribar aikata zina da fasiƙanci ? Natsaneka Zaid ! Natsaneka !! Bana fatan Allah yasake haɗa fuskata da taka fuskar har gaban abada".....