She never liked using swear words but today she had to use them. 'Kam burauba!' She picked the hair spray on her dresser and threw it at him. He dodged it, she looked around, the next thing she saw was her Elizabeth Arden perfume.
"Don't throw that you would regret it later." She looked at it and did as if she wanted to keep it, and Irfan became relaxed almost immediately. The next thing he heard was the squashing sound of the perfume. "Stop it Nas," He walked up to her and held her hands firmly. Her breathing was ragged, her blood was boiling, there was no calming down. "Calm down okay." "Don't you tell me to calm down, cause I can remember you thrashing things I was pleading with you and you sent me away." She let herself loose from his hold. And nuzzled her hands in her hair and held both sides of her head tight she recalled everything Irfan did to her, it came crashing down on her.
Nasreen knew she made things easy for Irfan, she did not know what came over her, when he came to her room that night she wanted to send him away, she wanted to slam the door on his face and tell him to get out. Her heart was crippled by the pain he cursed her it bled, cause it hurt too much. But she couldn't, she was taken aback by his action, the way he kissed her sent her to another world, she couldn't protest, and the heart wants what it wants, when she saw him for a moment she forgot about everything in the world, all her worries, she just wanted to feel his warmth and not be angry at him, what is life worth living for if there was no love. And there was no forgiveness without love and no love without forgiveness after all. But she was glad she flushed his key, she wanted to destroy something of more substance, she could have burnt the car but what for? Why would she cause him such pain, if she w
The days passed, weeks passed, and months passed, Nasreen became heavy with pregnancy. She looked at her ripened figure in the mirror, the touched her high chubby cheekbones, she had grown from every where even her nose. She was always complaining to Irfan that the nose won't go back to its normal size. Irfan always told her she looked even more beautiful.That was why her sisters and husband decided to throw her a surprise baby shower. Coupled with it was their one year anniversary, one year of different trials and tests one year of knowing and loving each other, one year of patience, one year of commitment. Just the beginning of forever.Nasreen was face timing with Sultana. "Happy anniversary Nas, May Allah continue to bless your union, May your lives be filled with abundant bliss, and many children who would be the coolness of your eyes.""Amin, Yaya thanks, i really appreciate. How are my babie
He was happy with his hard work, finally the love of his life would be his, he had crafted his plan carefully for five months with determination, these were just the last two steps, getting his Nasreen and then taking her away with him to a new country, where they would start afresh again, and he would sweep her off her feet like he always did. He was just waiting for his boys call to see if they had her, he was looking at the two visa's in front of him. One for him and one for his soon to be wedded wife, the love of his life. He had his Imam ready, everything set so that once that dirt bag had divorced her he would take his bride away. All for his crazy obsession for her. He got a call, from one of his boys. "Tell me you have good news." Habeeb said. "Erm we took the two of them boss, both her and her husband, he is such a stubborn thwart, we just had to take him along with us." He
They had almost arrived at the hospital, And Nasreen was exasperated, she had started to feel the baby's head come out. "Oh my God Irfan." She said and gripped his shoulder tightly. "What is it Nas?" "I feel the baby already." She panted hard. "Don't worry soon we would be at the hospital, stay strong my love, he held her hands tight in his. He said agitated. The driver kept saying sorry to Nasreen and increased his pace. When they arrived at the hospital Irfan and the driver quickly ran to get the nurses. They wheeled her to the labour room immediately. The doctor told Irfan that his wound had to be treated with immediate effect. But he insisted that he wanted to be with his wife. Nasreen had to tell him that she would be alright. "You have to get your arm treated IR." "I know Nas but I want to be with you." "Wayyo Allah Irfan!!" she said with a groan a
Days passed, weeks passed, and months passed. Nabeel was growing up so fast, in fact Nasreen was planning on weaning him. She was going to take him to Hajia Ummah's house. They Planned to spend their weekend away from home. So they checked up Hotels and made their decision. *****They were to meet up at Fraser suites. He was waiting for her already at the hotel. He was getting his self warmed up, he was going to woo her today. Nasreen's text popped on his sleek screen. Asking for the number of the room. When she arrived at the reception. Looking drop dead gorgeous. Her outfit from her head to her toe, oozed of elegance. First from the pair of Louboutin high heel, that made her look even taller than ever, she wore a white palazzo pant, and matched it with a white top, and wore a Ralph and Russo coat over it, matched it with her Hermès handbag. She looked too enrapturing, she wrapped her head
"Ouch." She rubbed her temple with three of her fingers. "I am sorry, my bad I didn't watch where I was going was going." He bent down and helped pick her phone. "Oh my, hopefully the phone isn't broken, cause I can't afford to fix it." She muttered in annoyance rolling her eyes skywards. "Wait where are you going? Let me see if the screen is broken, you can't just say sorry and expect I'll just let you go." She pressed the power button and the phone came alive, checking if the screen broke. When he saw her screen saver he was speechless. "How do you know this guy?" Her eyes widened further, "You know him?" She said in utter disbelief. "I will tell you about him." A devilish smirk spread across his lips. "Tell me what you know about him." "Why would I, I don't even know you, and yay!! the screen is not broken, so can I go now?
"So you are telling me that Amani is back in Nigeria, and works as your PA?""Yes Nas, I don't know how she did it, I know she is up to something again, I couldn't fire her, because Mr Oladimeji said the command came directly from dad himself, I can't wrap my head around this honestly.""So what exactly are you angry about now?" Nasreen asked. "I don't know everything." "You are angry she stole your money and she betrayed you?" "I don't know Nas, I don't know. I know she is up to something?" "You can't be so sure about that Irfan?"He let out a snide, "You have such a good heart Babes, It is only the one who lives in the house knows where the roof leaks.""Take a chill Irfan, you are making a big deal out of nothing, she can't get to you if you don't allow her.""What do you mean by that?" He said hotly."Look what I am saying is that if you are not
"Amani why are you so home early today?" Habeeb was sitting on the couch, his legs stretched out on top of the table drinking a cup of tea."He told me to go home." She collected the cup of tea from him and drank it all."And you came back, he fired you came back just like that?""Nope he didn't fire me, I kissed him, we kissed, that was why he sent me home." She said blandly.Habeeb's eyes widened like saucers, he was happy, "Then why are you so sad, is it not part of our plan, it's going smooth yeah?""It is not going smooth Habeeb, what if he really fires me, I need this job, he loves his wife so much that I know he would do anything for her."Habeeb gripped the chair tightly, pangs of jealousy had evaded him. "Look, you are not getting fired Amani, you do what you have to do okay you can't mess this up.""I don't kno