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Early the next morning - not long after dawn prayer, Omar arrived in Nigeria. Ramlah's eyes widened when she opened the door and saw her brother in law. They had expected him, yes, but not so soon. "Assalamu'alaykum. Good morning." He greeted, his voice cutting through her surprise. "Wa' alaykum salaam. Good morning, ya Omar." She returned the greeting. "We had no idea your flight would be landing this early." "I couldn't bear staying away even for a minute more. Where is Rashida?" He inquired, his voice laced with worry. Ramlah managed a small smile. Despite everything, her sister had found a man who loved her immensely and unconditionally. "She is in the room." "How... How is she holding up?" Omar asked, his voice quivering a bit. "I tried calling her sever times but she didn't answer any of my calls." "It's been really tough for her, but I believe she's beginning to accept what happened," Ramlah replied. "Mum and dad, are they around?" "Dad hasn't been i

Adnan tugged insistently at Zynah's hijab, pulling her out of her reverie. "Mummy! Mummy!!" "Are you alright?" Bilal asked her, his voice laced with worry. Not wanting her gaze to meet his, she looked everywhere, but his direction. "I'm fine." "You don't seem like it," He countered, his gaze holding hers. Zynah resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "I said I'm fine. What are you talking about?" Bilal hummed thoughtfully. "For what happened yesterday, I —" Zynah cut him off abruptly. "There's nothing to explain. You took advantage of the situation and... And..." She heaved a sigh. "Never mind. We've passed that. Don't bring it back." "Do you genuinely think that was what I did? I took advantage of what situation? We have our problems, Zynah, but I'm still your husband." "Not for long," She reminded, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. They were so engrossed in their conversation, they had totally forgotten Adnan's presence in the room until he spoke up. "Da

Zynah watched the entire ordeal, her heart heavy with pity. She wanted to intervene, but she didn't know how. After Zaahida had swallowed the morsel, she fixed her gaze on Bilal. "I hope that's proof enough." With a swift movement, she turned and stormed out of the room. Zynah shook her head and sighed deeply. She felt extremely bad for Zaahida. All she was trying to do, was be nice, but ended up getting humiliated for it. "I don't intend to meddle, but I think you should apologize and stop her from leaving," she pleaded, her voice gentle yet firm. "You humiliated her badly." Bilal's face hardened. "She was just putting up an act. She may be innocent in this, but trust me, she's capable of doing anything and everything just to get what she wants. And for leaving, trust me, she's going nowhere and she knows." Zynah's brows furrowed. "What could she possibly gain from hurting me?" "She wants you out of the picture," Bilal replied bluntly. "Be careful around her. She's not

"You're such a homewrecker! Bilal is mine and mine alone. If you think you can come into my home and destroy it, then you're terribly mistaken!" Zaahida fumed. Zynah yanked Zaahida's hands off her shoulders. "Get your hands off me," she warned. "While I'm still being nice, I'm advising you run as far as possible. You don't know what I'm capable of doing to you," she threatened. "Most especially that son of yours." Zynah's heart thumped faster against her chest - Zaahida had hit her most sensitive spot. Her weakness. It was the last straw. She would be able to bear anything against her, but for the sake of her son, she would go to any and every extent to ensure his safety. "Don't drag my son in this!" Zynah's voice was laced with venom. "If you have a problem with me, let's deal with it. Face me! Don't involve my son." "This atmosphere reeks of..." She trailed off, placing a finger against her chin as if in thought. "Of fear. Tell me, sweetie," She derided. "Are you scare

In less than a minute, Zaahida, as well as Nazmeera came barging into the room. Zaahida's hand flew over her mouth in shock. Nazmeera pushed Zynah out of her way and rushed towards her motionless brother. "What happened to him?" She asked in a high pitched voice. "Bilal! Please wake up! It's Nazmeera!" Due to the situation at hand, Zynah didn't react to being pushed. She simply stepped aside. Stunned, Zaahida watched the scene. Her lips trembled, unable to form words, her body frozen in place. "What the heck did you do to him?" Nazmeera pointed a finger at Zynah, accusingly. Zynah shook her head in disbelief - while trying to help, she was being accused? Thinking about it rationally now, she came to the conclusion that Bilal was poisoned by Zaahida. "If you care so much, why don't you ask Zaahida? You poisoned him, didn't y—" she abruptly cut herself off. "Oh! You two are even allies. Well, Nazmeera, you should know that she," she pointed to Zaahida. "Probably pois