MasukA los diez años, Diego me sacó del infierno y me juró que siempre me cuidaría. A los quince, apareció Bruno, quien también me prometió estar siempre a mi lado. Hoy, con veintitrés, esos dos que juraban protegerme... fueron los mismos que me arrojaron al mar con sus propias manos… Todo por ella, su alma gemela.
Lihat lebih banyakThe two brothers, SADIQ and MANSIR are competitive, both always doing their possible best to please their father. They both want to see that all they do is the way their father wants it. Unfortunately, one of them isn't fortunate enough to earn his father's love. His father isn't always satisfied with him all because of his choice of choosing a different course to study, Their father had always wanted him to go into business like his brother Mansir. But Sadiq is always different, when he loves something with passion he always goes for it no matter the circumstances.
Now that Sadiq is done with school, he finds it hard to gain a work of his choice. He swore to prove his dad wrong but how?
Unknown to Sadiq, his father had already blocked all chances he could get to secure a job of his choice. Sadiq finally found out about what his father did and got angry at this. In his state of anger, he went home to confront his dad.
" why dad? Why?, what have I done to deserve this from you"
His dad was seated comfortably in the living room with a newspaper in hand. Already, the father knew what he was talking about so he chuckled softly. This got Sadiq so angry that if the man sitting before him wasn't his father, he would have to lay curses on him.
" you're asking me such a question? I thought by now you should already know what I want from you and if you want me to repeat it then I would. I want you to work in my company, it's as simple as that. " his father calmly said. People outside never get to know who was Alhaji Ringim, they always think he was a good and understanding father. That's where they're wrong, he is anything but good and understanding. He is treacherous and knows how to play his card so well.
Just with a click of a finger, whatever he wants he get. But, he guesses this hard head of Sadiq seems not to relent to his wishes and Sadiq is the first person ever to go against him, he has done all possible best to get what he wants from him but that boy is overly too confident and ambitious.
" You are a disgrace to this family, your mate millionaires while you are here still pursuing dreams that would never come true. Look at your brother, for instance, he works for me and he is good at what he does, I don't know what makes you different from him. Come work for me, period "
" you say I'm a disgrace? Since all you see in me is a disgrace then stop interfering in what I do. Let me do my thing and you should also do yours. Do you think everything is about money? Money isn't everything dad. " he spits out.
Alhaji Ringim shakes his head in pity " money is everything, without money you won't live, without money I wouldn't be who I'm today. We all need money to survive, money is everything "
" and I'm quite sure if your mother was still alive, I know she would agree with me on this. Why not make her happy and come work for me "
Sadiq looked at his father with disgust " it's a lie! I guess you don't even know the woman you got married to then. She isn't as wicked as you are. After all, your treacherous act killed her. It's because of you she isn't here today, if you had given her a chance to explain herself she would still be here. I guess this wicked act of yours runs in your vein that made you so blind to see how your mother hated her. Mom would never insult an elder but what do you expect from her when the suffering became too much. She had to defend her self and that was what she did but instead, it still resulted in her death and I'm never going to ever forgive you for that. " he was so angry that he almost cried remembering his mother. He misses her so much, if only she was here, she was his backbone. But now she is all gone and never going to return. Life.
" I'm leaving this house and it's for good. I'm tired of living like a prisoner. I'll go make a name for myself with or without your help, goodbye father " and with that, he left.
This hatred Sadiq has for his father started the day his mother had died. His respect for his father had disappeared since then. If only his dad saved her from his family, his mom would still be alive.....he had thought.
Alhaji Ringim couldn't believe what his son just said. If only Sadiq could see how much his heart beats for Fatima, may her soul rest in peace. He loved that woman so dearly that he wishes humans were given second chance. If there was anything he could do to bring her back, he would have.
He is well aware of his mother's hate for Fatima. She never liked her since the day he brought her home as his second wife. Hajiya maimuma his first wife as she is known is a no-nonsense woman. She is the daughter of hajiya Sahara, a friend of Alhaji Ringim's mother. Their marriage was an arranged one by their mothers. They always wished for their children to end up marrying each other which was why they set an arrange a marriage for them. Among the two couples, it was only Hajiya Maimuma that married for love but Alhaji Ringim, he never liked Maimuma but what could he do when his mom was at his throat to marry her by force? He succumbs to her wish and got married to her.
Two years after their marriage, they welcome a bouncing baby boy which they named Mansir. At that time, he couldn't contain his joy at the birth of Mansir, he loves the boy so much for he was willing to open up his heart to learn to love Maimuna. But things didn't go as planned. A year after the birth of Mansir, things began to get worst. Maimuna always complains about his lack of time for her, she said he is always busy with work. But that was a lie.
He always tries his possible best to spare some time for his family. upon that, maximum wasn't satisfied with it, she wants more from him. Every morning, the nagging keeps on increasing, then and there he knew he can't keep up with her again. He decided that it was time to bring in a second wife. Maybe she would change, he had thought.
That was when Fatima came in and his house turns from frying pan to fire. His mother packed into his house when she heard about his intention of getting a second wife and thing wasn't easy, it kept on worsen each passing day. Now that Fatima is gone what can he do? Allah gives and takes. His only prayer is that Allah should open the gate of Aljanna Firdaus for Fatima and may she be among Allah's most love ones there. He misses her so much that it hurt. She was and will continue to be the love of his life.
Since then Alhaji Ringim changed from the calm man he was to this new harsh man......
Todavía recuerdo claramente la última mirada de Bruno antes de caer.Una mezcla de dolor y determinación, acompañada de una sonrisa.Intentó decir algo, pero no logré entenderlo.Cuando salí de la comisaría, subí al auto con Lucas.Antes de que nos fuéramos, Diego levantó la mirada hacia mí. Estaba demacrado; la muerte de Bruno y Elsa lo había golpeado duramente.Pensé que diría algo, pero solo me miró un instante y luego apartó la vista en silencio.Me quedé en Lumora, trabajando en la posada. Diego nunca volvió.Un día, llegó un grupo grande a Lumora. Pensé que venían a causar problemas y estaba a punto de llamar a la policía, pero Lucas me sujetó suavemente la mano y, con una sonrisa tranquila, me dijo:—Tranquila, sube a tu habitación, yo me encargo.Negué con la cabeza, manteniéndome firme junto a él.Cuando yo no tenía a dónde ir, fue él quien me acogió. No tenía razones para dejarlo ahora.Lucas sonrió, divertido.Mi confusión aumentó mientras los miraba, hasta que el hombre al
Diego y Bruno se hospedaban justo al lado, así que era común verlos cerca de la posada.Un día salí a comprar algunas cosas, pero sentí que alguien me seguía. Aceleré el paso, pensando que era Diego o Bruno, tratando de escapar de ellos.Pero de repente, todo se oscureció y perdí el conocimiento.Cuando volví en mí, estaba al borde de un acantilado. Junto a mí, Elsa, visiblemente demacrada, sostenía un cuchillo contra mi cuello, con una expresión cargada de odio.—Clara, ¿qué tienes tú que yo no? ¿Por qué siempre te eligen a ti?Se burló con amargura al notar mi calma aparente:—Mírate, tan tranquila incluso ahora. Qué valentía la tuya. Ojalá sigas igual cuando lleguen. Ni se te ocurra suplicarles, ¿me sigues?No podía hablar, tenía un trapo en la boca que apenas me dejaba respirar.A lo lejos, vi dos figuras corriendo hacia nosotras: Diego y Bruno.Vinieron apurados, con pasos rápidos. Sus ojos reflejaban toda la ansiedad y preocupación, pero se mantenían distantes, cautelosos.Elsa r
Así que todavía recordaba ese video.Diego, Bruno y el resto de su gente se hospedaron en la posada.Lumora había comenzado a crecer como destino turístico, atrayendo algunas inversiones importantes.Sin embargo, este lugar estaba tan lejos de Marla que me sorprendió que vinieran personalmente.Estaba aburrida en la recepción mirando ilustraciones cuando una voz rompió el silencio.—Clara, hablemos un momento.Era Elsa, con su actitud arrogante de siempre, aunque ahora parecía algo insegura, como si tratara de mostrar confianza.En el jardín, sacó una tarjeta bancaria de su bolso.—Aquí tienes un millón de dólares. Vete del país.La miré confundida.—¿Por qué tendría que irme?Elsa apretó los dientes, claramente molesta, aunque intentaba controlar su rabia.—Sabes bien que Diego y Bruno han estado buscándote estos tres años. ¿O acaso piensas volver con ellos?Negué suavemente con la cabeza.Ella soltó una risa burlona.—Entonces, toma este dinero y vete lejos. Francia, Inglaterra, Esta
Escuché claramente la furia contenida en la voz de Bruno, pero decidí ignorarla y subí las escaleras sin mirar atrás.La oscuridad en sus ojos hizo que mi corazón, que ya se había empezado a calmar, volviera a latir con fuerza. Bruno estaba completamente fuera de sí.Diego tal vez ya había dejado atrás el pasado, pero Bruno claramente no.Estaba sentada en la cama, perdida en mis pensamientos, cuando sonó la puerta.Apenas la abrí, Bruno se coló rápidamente, sujetando mi muñeca con fuerza.Justo detrás, Diego entró con su calma habitual. La puerta se cerró suavemente detrás de él.Bruno me tomó de la barbilla con firmeza, sus ojos brillaban con ira contenida.—Clara, ¿ahora te atreves a fingir que no me conoces?—¿Y por qué no?Mi indiferencia lo sorprendió. Después de un instante, soltó una risa irónica.—Tres años y mira cómo ha cambiado tu carácter. Tres malditos años buscándote por todos lados y tú escondida en este pueblo.Recorrió la habitación con la mirada, burlándose.—Este lu
Mis pupilas se contrajeron al instante y fijaron la vista en Elsa.Ella arqueó las cejas, fingiendo sorpresa:—¿En serio no sabías?Soltó una carcajada, burlona, casi sombría.—Clara, eres demasiado inocente. ¿Nunca te dio curiosidad saber por qué Diego te llevó a su casa? ¿Tan desentendida eres?¿C
La burla en su voz y el desprecio en su mirada me golpearon como bofetadas silenciosas, y, en ese instante, la imagen que tenía de él empezó a desmoronarse.La primera vez que vi a Bruno fue en la fiesta de cumpleaños número dieciocho de Diego.Ese día, Diego me había llevado a la mansión de los P
Aun ahora, cada vez que lo recordaba, el cuerpo me temblaba por acto reflejo y los dientes me castañeteaban sin control.Se escucharon pasos apresurados fuera de la habitación. Diego y Bruno entraron, uno tras otro, seguidos por Elsa.Ella se detuvo al pie de la cama, con los ojos ligeramente enro
Me arrojaron sin piedad al mar oscuro, profundo, sin fin.Desde la cubierta del yate estallaron gritos y aplausos. Todos lo celebraban como si fuera parte del espectáculo, sin importarles en lo más mínimo si yo saldría viva o no.Luché por mantenerme a flote. Pataleé, moví los brazos con desespera


















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