Abdullah Novel Part 2 Novels & Stories

“Tell me what happened now, Abdul.” “He wanted to hurt you. He asked about you.” Abdul said. Fareeda ran her hands up and down her arms. She felt as if someone had poured ice all over her body. A shiver left her lips as she wrapped her arms around herself. She could not imagine what that man wanted with her. “I walked into the barn and saw him standing over Haider’s body.” Abdul began, he knew they were wasting time staying here but he needed to answer Fareeda’s questions first.

“You know what I’m reading, of course you do.” “I haven’t researched it as I stalked you on camera if that’s what you’re referring to.” Max smiled. “It’s a novel about a woman who rescued thousands of children by smuggling them out of the Warsaw Ghetto in World War II.” “Sounds heroic,” Max said. “I’ve just started, seems good so far.” Abby paused. Max seemed different, more reserved if it was possible. Reserved and distracted. “What’s wrong? Have you heard something?” His eyes shot to hers. “What makes you say that?”

Abubakar asked frustratedly and mistakenly his hand swiftly move the cotton and then he spot someone running towards the gate 'Zuwairah' without shoes on her leg 'Zu...Zuwairah? " he called out in surprise "Where did you see her?" Abdul asked with a confused look "That... That's... That's Zuwairah running away" he said budging out his two eyes in fear "Where? Where did you-" Abdul also stopped at his mid sentence when he saw her running towards the gate "Zuwairah!! " he screamed out her name but she didn't stop,she keeps running and running. The three men ran out of the house to follow her but by the time they all reach the gate, she already hop into an unknown car and the car drove roughly

The light, like hot breath that had a soft blue glow to it. After a few more minutes of walking I lose the light they had been providing. I continue to try and walk forward and trip over something. “ Fuck!” My hands come forward to shield my face from hitting the moist dirt in front of me, my long brunette hair cascading in front of my eyes. My hand met the ground as the mud seeps between my fingers. “ Gross” I say as I tried to lift myself up, remembering these boots were new and I was now pissed.

But because the boy hardly came early to school so It was quite a shocker. It was then I saw Funke and Hadiza they were apparently here also just that they were standing all the way back. I wonder why they weren't backing up Adaeze like they normally did. Adaeze began to shutter, she probably didn't expect Dili's sudden appearance "I-I...I di-d"

"Let's go home, Abdul." ***** Almost at the end! Please, tell me you're enjoying this story!

"I was going to meet him only. You just be happy today." "What do you mean?" I halted outside the library, waiting for her response. "Nothing. I feel today will be good. You know, an intuition. I feel my old Alina will be back." "You're talking weirdly. Bye. I can't speak in the library." Cutting the call, I entered the library, nodded at the librarian and hid in one of the aisles to search for books and drown myself in the bitter memories. "Kabir, have you seen my novel?" I asked, picking the cushions from the sofa and throwing them on the floor. Where had I kept my book? It was here last night when I was reading.

He replies with a thumbs up, and I close my phone. It doesn't take long for Johnathan to arrive. I hear him knock on my door, and I immediately get up. I assume that Johnathan would be upset or be annoyed with Abdullah's actions. But instead, he looks concerned. We greet each other with silent nods, and I let him in. He walks by me, takes his shoes off, and speeds towards Abdullah. When Abdullah stands up, Johnathan embraces him in a hug.

"No-" "We're done, Abdullah. We're done forever."

I don't know how long it has been since Devin kidnapped me. Hours. Days. Months? I have no clue since there are no windows to see if dawn has risen or nightfall, no clocks to tell what the fuck time it is. They have taken my phone and purse after the abduction. I've eaten a little to keep my stomach from growling and feed my baby. I'm disgusted with myself. Sick to my stomach to think I will kill myself with the baby. I kept apologizing to it. Sings lullaby. Even tell stories to kill time to show how much I love him.