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Episode Four

Taofeek
“Who do you want us to see this time around oo?” My father asked with a mockery expression playing on his lips as he sipped from his mug of tea.

We were having breakfast on a Friday morning and I had decided to bring up the topic of visiting Khayrah’s family. I had been very reluctant to tell my father because I knew this would happen…the dreadful moment he reminded me of my bad past and how I couldn’t run away from it.

“My fiancée, Khayrah.” I bit my trembling lower lip as I spread margarine on a slice of bread and fold it into two.

My father spilled tea on his shirt in astonishment.

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Ann2012:
So interesting ma'am
Well done

Thank you, sis!

Episode Three
Khayrah

I could barely close my eyes throughout the night. My mind was clouded with his face, his captivating smile and bright eyes. It was funny how a man would suddenly appear into one’s life and capture every part of the person. Taofeek had captured my heart and I couldn’t deny that.

‘But what would happen when he learns the truth? That I will be dying soon…that I’m like a dry leaf that will wither away?’ I thought.

I stared at my picture, my eyes feeling strained. I could have used my glasses but it was five steps away from the bed and I was too lazy to walk over to the cabinet.

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It was a loud crashing sound…enough to rattle the window panes, followed by cries of children. We shivered during prayer…we couldn’t concentrate…I could feel the tension all around me. The way we were all anxious for the prayer to end. The way we muttered prayers of protection silently, hopeful that our loved ones do not get hurt.

It was during Ramadan- when a popular lecturer had been invited to give a lecture - that the incident occurred. We had taken a break to perform the Zuhr prayer and proceed to the lecture ground afterwards.

The mosque was filled to the brim with a mix of people: those who had travelled from faraway places to listen attend the programme and listen to the sermon presented by a notable lecturer. We were clogged to each other and breathing in the mixed smell of used air...

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Episode Two
Taofeek

“I’m telling you that your children…I mean your children need diapers and you’re telling me you don’t have money. Sh’owa okay bayi?” Funmilayo was yelling over the phone. My hands shivered as the sound of her loud voice thundered in my ears.

I tried to control my moistened eyes from dripping tears as I replied, “But I sent ten thousand just last week.”

“Ehen? So what? I used that shinkili money to buy their food or won’t your children eat? Abi you want them to die? Oh! This is your secret plan abi? That your children die of hunger? I can understand because you don’t want them.” She was saying in a sneering tone, a tone that usually got my blood boiling.

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Ann2012:
Interesting

Thank you, sis!

Episode One
Khayrah

I had stared at his profile for over a million times…more than that if I had the time to count every single minute I logged into my Facebook account to read his bio over and over again.

Proud Muslim…Art love…Artist…Poet…Skilled Architect…Ambivert…Sapiosexual… the list went on.

Surprisingly, I enjoyed reading his bio…in fact, I never got tired of scanning through the words. Reading through over and over again made me more eager to meet him.

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Her Last Breath

Khayrah counts her last days as she sees her life withering away. It is at this moment she values every second of her life…as her world is clouded by the tick of the wall clock.

As a part of her bucket list, Khayrah wants to accomplish one of her lifetime goals; falling in love!

When Taofeek, the playboy-turned-decent man meets Khayrah, their worlds seem intertwined and they fall head over heels with each other.

How will they reveal their secrets without hurting each other? When happens when Taofeek discovers Khayrah’s predicament?

Love By Fate
Hamdalah and AbdurRahman both share the same pain; the deep pain associated with losing their loved one. They also desperately seek their heart desires.

Fate brings them together, making them realise how their lives depend on each other.

Ann2012:
On point as always, well done ma'am

Thank you!

skubido:
Wow, nice ending...

Tanks s lot. Jah bless ya hand work

Thank you so much!

Episode Fourteen/Finale
Najwa’s Point of View
A Fulfilled Life

“Najwa, this green shirt is just okay. I don’t see why the colour of a shirt will increase my chances of getting the job.” Anas is saying grudgingly, placing his hand over his head in frustration.

Anas is driving his brown Mercedes and we are on our way to XYZ Media and Sahadat’s school. After dropping us off at work and school respectively, he plans on attending the job interview he had been invited for last week.

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Love by Fate
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Flaming Home!
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Ann2012:
Thanks for the update ma'am

Thanks for reading!

skubido:
Wow, nice wan



Tanks for the update

You're welcome

Episode Thirtee
Anas’s Point of View
Recovery

The pungent smell of iodoform is wafting the hospital room covered in white. I find the sight of hospitals revolting but surprisingly, I am glad to be here with my wife, to see her get better every day and become healthier and more beautiful. I am sitting beside Najwa, staring at her pale face and wondering if all that had happened was all a dream…that we had almost lost our lives to a person we had trusted. I scowl, remembering the way Barakah had pleaded when her wrists were handcuffed by the police officers.

“Please don’t let them take me. I’m sorry! Please! Najwa, Anas…don’t let them take me!” she had yelped in pain, her face blanching in shock and disbelief.

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skubido:
Tank God for that, more of God in ya work

Aameen.

Ann2012:
Thanks for the update ma'am

You're welcome sis.

skubido:
OP is been awhile ooo, hope all is well?
Plz comma continue oooo



Tanks for the update

All is well, I've just been busy with work. I'm back now

Episode Twelve
Najwa’s Point of View
The Rescue/Revelations

“Anas? Anas?” I stare at him as his eyes flutters. My throat is parched and words can hardly come out of my mouth. I swallow hard as I watch Anas roll on the floor. Dried red-thick blood stains his milk-coloured shirt and his hair looks disheveled.

Anas’s eyes finally open and they widen in shock. It takes seconds for him to realize how he got here and what had led to his loss of consciousness. I could see his face twitch into a frown as he remembers how Barakah had hit him on the head…blood dripping down his shirt as he falls to the ground.

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skubido:
Nawa oooo


OP tanks for the update

You're welcome!

Ann2012:
Thanks for the update

You're welcome

Episode Eleven
Anas’s Point of View
The Bold Step

“What do you mean Anas? Is this a prank or something? Why are you just realizing this?” Barakah asks, trailing me with suspicious eyes.

Her face is dripping of sweat despite the movement of the creaky standing fan in the living room. I can perceive a faint smell of the mixture of cologne and perspiration.

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Episode Ten
Anas's Point of View
I Will Find my Wife!

“Oko mi, you should always consider Sahadat in this situation. If you don’t act strong, how will she have hope that her mother will return home?” my mom is saying over the phone.

I am sitting on the bed- the very corner that Najwa usually sleeps every night- holding her clothes and pressing them to my nose, perceiving the smell of her usual cologne (the one that has the strawberry flavour).

Tears are streaking down my face...

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“This is unfair treatment, conductor! You didn’t tell us that you don’t stop at Ketu…now we have to drop at Ojota and spend extra money in returning here. You are wicked! You will not…you will not…” the ladies were cursing the conductor, who was standing by the entrance of the red bus, shrugging nonchalantly and staring outside.

The ladies, who would be in their mid-twenties, were spitting fire in anger. They felt betrayed. Even when other passengers had tried to pacify them and remind them of the rules of red buses, they turned deaf ears.

“We had no idea that red buses do not stop at Ketu. If we knew, we wouldn’t have entered. What does it cost this man to tell us that before now?” the more confident lady, who was dressed in a peach-coloured chiffon top and blue pair of jean trousers, yelled.

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skubido:
Tanks for the update

You're welcome!

Episode Nine
Najwa's Point of View
Where am I?

My eyes flutter against closed lids as I struggle to open them. I feel so uncomfortable…it is like the whole world is resting on me. My head throbs and my hands and feet are hurting.

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Ann2012:
Thanks for the update ma'am

You're welcome sis.

Episode Eight
Anas’s Point of View
Where is Najwa?
It’s three days! Three days of fear and uncertainty…three days filled with high hopes that Najwa will return home…but no, I still haven’t seen my wife.

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Ann2012:
I've read on wattpad, thanks

You're welcome sis.