Nafisa Sadiq Novels & Stories

Dhikrah said and her heart was beating very fast, no knowing what type of help her friend wanted, if only Dhikrah knows how she had so much on her plate that moment. “Sadiqah, are you there?” She heard her voice from the other end. “Y..Yes.” Sadiqah said. “Okay, so the present situation now is all my Nigeria accounts had been frozen and I am presently working on something and I need money , you are the only one that can help me.” Dhikrah said.. “Help? What do you want me to do?” Sadiqah asked. “Yes, help and you just have to do it. I need ten thousand …” Dhikrah said.

Shifa asked sniffing her nose on the kercheif. "I am all fine now" She replied with a smile . "I wanted to visit you yesterday , but Feroze locked me up saying Ansif won't like that " Shifa further explained further. "Why won't Ansif like you visiting Simran?" Simran signed Shifa to not soill the truth with her eyes hearing Afifa's question . "She asked you people something!" Riya said with a serious face . Not listening to Simran's warning bell , Shifa spilled the truth out "Ansif was cheating us with his poor acting , he is that mysterious billionaire Ansif Ali Musafir about whom we have an assignment next week "

Sadia asked making a face and Nayyab wanted to laugh out loud. "Very weird name...." Sadia muttered causing Nayyab to laugh uncontrollably . "Hahahaha Ammi no.... Rana Tigrina is the scientific name of frog lol his name is Musa Khan and he is very arrogant!" Nayyab said with mischief. "Nayyab dear this is very wrong calling names to anyone! Behave yourself!" Sadia scolded her and she pouted more. "Farah called to ask about your first day. She said to call her when you arrive home and she will come here." Farah was her best friend. She was to marry her cousin this month. She was a teacher at school.

Nawal's POV I stood in front of the dressing mirror applying eyeliner, we are currently getting ready for the summit. The whole house has been kind of quiet after my sudden allergic attack and Farida showing up to represent Umma Magajiya which annoyed the crab out of the prince cause I over heard him on phone shouting why can't Mami represent her? Why is she sending Farida or it is because she wants to show the whole world that she's not in good terms with Mami?.

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

Somia said while slapping his shoulder "And You are Aima"Haris said while pointing his both hands towards her Somia smacked her head and made a cute pout . " I AM NOT AIMA. I AM SOMIA AHMAD SIDDIQUE . DAUGHTER OF AHMAD SIDDIQUE .SISTER OF BURHAN SIDDIQUE. GRAND DAUGHTER OF AKRAM SIDDIQUE."Somia said in shouting tone and glaring at him He was looking at her feeling like a mental. He don't know what the hell is happening.

He can't steal too much from her. Finding his passport was another hard thing he went through, she hid it very well in her closet where one wouldn't think something like that exists. "Hello again, Mr. Anonymous! Good day... About the Danbazau family? Bar. Abubakar Sadiq Danbazau is a very renowned lawyer and a judge with his own growing law firm recently opened. He has four children, three males and a female, the youngest. The matriarch of the house is none other than Dr. Mariya Ishaq, the real definition of iron woman. Their three male children, Mujaheed and Mujaddad, twins and Murad, are amongst the top five youngest soldiers we have here in Nigeria. They all recently got married in a conn

a familiar voice sounded jovial and Liyana lifted her eyes to behold the smiling face of Sofia. Sofia Naqvi was a 24-year-old Muslim. She has a slightly pale complexion. She had her hijab beautifully wrapped over her head. Her hazel-like eyes dazzled. Overall, she was pretty in her way with a heart as selfless as a water touch. She was from a distinctive orthodox Islamic family that never joked with the ethical impression of their females. Though Liyana was also a Muslim, she got no restrictions or manner of dressing from either her parents. Her father was a busy man who cares less about the appearance of his daughter as long as he was aware of her decency. Her mother was a Punjabi woman fro

I told my mother's house help. Nusaiba is a 22-year-old girl from Zamfara whom my mother took in as her house help after the demise of her father due to a serious illness. My mother loved her so much and took her in like her own daughter. Since my mother loved her so much for her hard work and truthfulness, I sponsored her education from primary school until her university. She's currently a second-year student at the University of Lagos, studying Political Science and International Relations. My mother's love for Northern women is something else; ranging from their dressing to their simple ways of life and beauty. Maybe it's because she was raised in the North by Northern Nigerian parents.

Sadie and I have been in Baker now for two months. Going by the names Katie and Nick. Sadie turns eighteen in three days. It’s hard to believe that she is seven months pregnant, but her stomach grows every day. I got a job right away and Sadie wanted to do something besides stay at home all day. I found a way for us to have all the legal documents we would need to become Nick and Katie. Sadie went and decided that she wanted to go and take some classes during the day. Sadie wants to become a counselor to help people. She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help.