Abdullah Part 3 Novels & Stories

"I hope you enjoyed yourself?" I sent him a nod and a smile as I sidestepped a puddle that came from a light drizzle that rained while we cut Layla's cake. Sa'ad, Layla, Ma'mun, Kamil all children of Abdullah Lamido. I heard that much from Layla.

Ada asked, shaking “You witch, do you want to get me blind?” The man shouted angrily. Ada stood there thinking about how crazy the man sounded. How could he still be so arrogant after he tried forcing himself on her? But he does seem familiar. With a closer look, Ada gasped and said “Abdul?” She was shocked to realise who it was. “What the hell are you doing in my room?” she said very angrily. “Shut up,” Abdul commanded, “You thought you were better than me when I was talking to you earlier. Do you even know who I am? I can make your life very hard in this country?''

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 air was thick with everything unsaid. So I moved. Carefully at first—until I realized my ankle wasn’t hurting anymore. I paused halfway down the stairs, flexing the joint. The pain that had crippled me was gone. Just… gone. Like it had never existed. My heart thudded. Something about that wasn’t natural. I padded down the steps. Abaddon stood at the far end of the living room with Kiwor and Huron. Tension hung between them like static. Huron’s head was down. His red curls clung to his face like a curtain of shame.

Abdullah Zainab clinged her hands to her stomach on the floor, coughing harder and crying in pain. "A'auzubillah!! W...what! What is it?!" I rushed to hold her up. It was just 10:14p.m, he might be awake. I dailed his mumber but he wasnt picking. I tried it over and over again... finally. He picked. "Assalam Alaiku-" "Please can you come over, zainab is dying. "What?! I'll be right ther in a moment!!"

There was so tension in room that It could be cut with a knife. I tried to start a conversation to avoid this awkwardness. "About your friend.you told me? "I tried to distract him because I knew what was coming and tried my best to divert it. Referring to his previous burst out. He immediately straighten up reminising about his friend.His eyes lit up.The reaction he reserved for few ones. For some unknown reason I want to be one of them "Abdullah was a very good fellow.We were coursemates and later served together for a while.He used to say:

As I signed the divorce papers for the third time, I moved through the familiar steps with practiced ease. I could have done it in my sleep, having been through the drill three times already. Henry Johnson clutched the divorce certificate, his eyes darting to his watch, his brow creased with impatience. "Go on ahead, I'll catch a cab back," I offered before he could say a word. A flicker of surprise crossed Henry's face, but it was quickly replaced by a look of regret as he spoke, "Sorry, Melanie just landed, I..."

But my eyes are opened wide right now. Abdul promised to get me small chops some weeks back, i reminded him this morning and he promised to get it. I expected him to make excuses, but he didn't. Abdul that guy never seems to amaze me. Yesterday, he wrote me a poem, and I cried immediately I finished reading it. That guy was just too sweet for him, he is simply a force to reckon with. The way he carries himself. The way he encourages me, he inspires me. Like he makes me do things I don't even believe I can do. He just has this way with words. There is something really different about Abdul. ****

When Abdullah stands up, Johnathan embraces him in a hug. Both of them stay like that for a few seconds before breaking apart. Johnathan caresses his cheek and then asks if he's okay. Abdullah nods and explains why he left. Johnathan sighs, knowing that he needs to be honest. I walk towards them and sit by them. Abdullah picks up his cold cup of tea and starts drinking it.

She warn and ended the call. Yushraf couldn't hold his laughter. He type a message " Never knew my babe is this jealous and could kill. I'm all yours take your time. I love you!" And he press the send bottom. * * * "I divorce you three times Hauwa!" Alhaji Abdullahi exclaim, his voice echoed loudly from the living room. "Innalilahi wai'ina illahi rajiu'n! I'm dead today. Abdullahi please don't do this to me I begged you" she beseech; her knees on the marble floor, she was holding the edge of his jalabiya.