You good bro... You good. Nice blend of everything

SokoDobo ,do you know you are a genius...

This story got me thinking am watching a movie with my phone and I can picture the whole scene

OMG! Adnan z alive...now Hayat z coming upstairs...... SokoDobooooo, pls coman update oooo

I just knew Adnan was going to appear.

I love luvvvvvvbb this story

Dis sokobo dude got signing up here for this story......don't really think that's the real adnan tho....seems like addy's playing mind games

Kaiii

Talk about timing...

jaaaaaaa wahala dey oooo. Wetin Nairaah wan do now? I don't envy her at all

Adnan oo

“ Haya….Adnan!”she called remembering that she was still married to Hayat, she felt it was wrong to call him Hayati. “Adnan! What happened? Where have you been? I felt it. I felt your heart beat.”

“ After they shot me….”

She heard Hayat’s steps and she quickly ended the call. She did not know what he was up to and how he would react if he knew she was talking to Adnan. But she was nervous, filled with mixed feelings.
Adnan called back and Hayat came into her room. She could not pick the call. Hayat must not know it was Adnan She did not know what to tell Adnan. What a dilemma.
Hayat stood firmly, and she noticed an expression on his face which looked stern, the jovial ,placidly contented façade was gone.

“ Your phone is ringing.” He said.

“ I know .”She said, “just a pesky friend. Let it ring.”

“But rudeness is not part of your etiquettes .You never reject calls.”

“You are wrong. Some calls must be ignored, some rejected and some picked to warn. I told her not to call again but she refused.”

He shrugged.

“You are welcome.”

“Thank you. What is wrong with you?”

“I am fine.”

“But you look nervous….oh…you are scared of what I said to you before I left, huh? Do not worry, you will enjoy it. It’s just fear.”

“Please Hayati….Hayat..”

“ You never made such a goof before even though both named are very similar.” He said suspiciously. “ I used to wonder but today you did it.”

“ I am sorry.”

“Sorry for what? You are not sorry. You are looking for an escape route so stop being nice .You shout at me when I barge on you; you vituperate when I try to touch you. It is six months, living with a woman I married and not even a kiss, not a hold of hand and my friends feel I rock the night, my mother watching you to see if I am bringing fort a grandchild for her.
Do you pity me? Do you feel anything for me? After a wedding like that!”

“ But I told you before we got married and you agreed. I never expected you to agree. I said it to send you off but you agreed and I believed you…”

“Did I not hold on to the bargain? Tell me.”

“But you are breaching the pact right now.”

“I am not.”

“You are a nice person, I know that and the past six months have shown that you are a gentleman….”

“Excuse me; can I use your restroom?”

She gave him a suspicious glance and then nodded.

“Thank you.” He walked majestically into the restroom and then came out with a pale of water, sponge and soap. Naairah wondered what he was doing.

“ Okay, I am ready.” He said.

Something was wrong with this guy, she feared.

“Ready for what?”

“Wash. You can’t verbally wash me. Use soap, Sponge and water. I am a gentleman, huh? Now, listen, if you think I am going to struggle with you to make love to you, no. We have a few days to six months anniversary. When the time comes, I am going to talk to your father and tell him that you have never allowed me come close to you since we got married.
But there is one thing I will do…I will deny that we ever had any agreement. That agreement was a mistake. I am your husband and have the right to you at anytime. And you know what will happen when I tell him.
You are traumatized and delusional. That Adnan of yours is dead. I never told you this, I met your cousin since when I was in college. He is my friend. I never knew he was your cousin until his father started handling our marriage issue.
After our wedding, I tried to find out about Adnan from him but he seemed not to know much. I did my private investigation and realized that he is not anywhere close or available. He was shot, like you said and must have been devoured by crocodiles.
I am doing this because I know you are only preserving something for a corpse. He must have become bones now. You will come to realize this later and you will thank me to waking you up from your dreams.
I will go to my room. We have six days to six months. Better think about it so we can make it without a third party. I promise, after the first one…phew, I will start hiding from you….”

“Okay.” She said feeling disgusted. “ I will think about it but before then, please remember our agreement.”

“I told you , I am a perfect gentleman. Good night.”

“What about dinner?”

He shook his head.

“That is the only thing you do which wives do; cook and give me food. I want food, that food, I am so hungry so keep this food, I am waiting for that food.”

He walked out and shut the door behind him. She rushed and locked the door, came back ,returned the pale and soap back to the toilet then came and sat on her bed. She was shaking. She thought of running away to meet Adnan but had a second thought.
She loved Adnan with every breath she took but Allah was the first and greatest love then His Prophet SAW and that meant His law over everything. She was married and could not go out to meet another man or go out without Hayat’s consent.
Then what would she do?

She called Adnan’s number. She could not believe it for real. Adnan? After all these years!

“ I thought you were with Abba (Dad) when you refused to pick.” His sweet voice said and it went straight into her heart, yet she was trying to resist it, resist him, for she was still married and had to respect that.

“ I am sorry.” She said in a low tune. “ I don’t know where to start from. What happened? Who were they and why? Why did you and Addy have the same mark? How are they involved and where the hell have you been that you could not reach out to me?”

“You know I will always reach out to you at the slightest opportunity. It is a story that cannot be told over the phone but I was bedridden for almost a year. My survival was a miracle. I came back just for you. I met a family who looked after me.
They are willing to stand for me. I have a job. I run a computer business centre near a university campus. I have saved enough to get married now. I am sorry I could not make it on March 10 as I predicted. It is not in my hands….”

Now she was crying. How would she tell him that she was married? Just how?

“ Adnan.” She called him and he paused. She could feel the tensed silence. She was used to calling him Hayati and she had only called him that once which was a mistake.

“ Miss Sunshine.”

“When you left….mum organized a search party for you and they searched for over two months. You were never found. That night, three people attacked me. The man was called Bash, then the lady was called Bas, and another guy who I cannot recollect his name. They wanted the PDA but I destroyed it along with one of my father’s car. My life took a turn. I do not have to go into details of what I went through. I never looked at any man. I kept waiting for you…..” she kept explaining until she got to the point where she paused, then said, “ I got married. I am married.”

“What?”

Thanks for your consistency in updates.

Hmmmm, chai, poor adnan..


OP tanks for the update

hmmmm. na wa o. I can feel adnans pain now.

THIRTEEN

Naairah was now crying as she explained everything to him.

“You don’t have to cry.” He said and she could feel the grogginess in his voice. “You have done nothing wrong. You waited almost four years of uncertainty. It is fate Naairah…” She noticed that he had stopped calling her Miss Sunshine. Her heart was breaking. “ We just have to accept our destinies.”

“ Where are you, right now?”

“Do not bother about that. I will be on Nnaemeka first thing in the morning back ,then think of where to move to next. You are a married woman now….it would not be proper to meet with you.”

“ We had an agreement with the guy I married.”

“An agreement.?”

“Yes. He would divorce me whenever you came back and he……he has not…..not come to my bed.”

“ What? But I doubt if he would agree now. I don’t want to complicate things. If your father finds out that I came back to cause trouble in your
marital life….it would not go down well.”

“ I will talk to him now. Please Haya….Adnan. Let me talk to him.”

There was a short pause.

“ Do that……but if he does not agree, I will be off by morning.”

She felt how heartbroken he was and she felt tears disgorging. That was Adnan, the love of her life, the one who meant everything to her about to slip away for the last time and the way he spoke, he was going away and was not coming back.She ended the call and felt a new stream of courage flowing through her. She got up, wore her veil and opened the door, and then headed straight to Hayat’s room. She knocked and entered. She met him on his bed, using his i-pad.
He seemed to be astonished to see her. She had never come to his room.

“What is wrong?”

She wore a sullen expression, looking pathetic, dejected, desperate and weak.

“Hayat……please I need your help.”

“Hmmmmm?”

“Our agreement…..I think the time has come.”

He frowned.

“What are you talking about?”

“Please divorce me. Please.”

“I can’t do that. I am not wicked.”

“ It will be the most kind thing you have ever done. Adnan is back.”

She saw shock on his face.

“What?”

“He just called me. He is around.” She was crying again.

“How dare he call my wife without my consent?”

“He did not know I was married. I just told him….he plans to leave in the morning. Please let me go.”

Hayat wore an expression that scared her. He seemed not be diving towards compromise.

“ I can’t do that.”

“Please…you promised and the six months you said has not even completed. Please……”

He got off the bed, took slow steps to the window, then turned at her.

“How do I believe you are telling the truth.”

“I swear it was him. I can never miss his voice.”

“Don’t say things to make me feel jealous.”

“I am sorry. I will not do that again. Please forgive me. I never intended to hurt you.”

“You really love this guy.”

She shook her head.

“No, I don’t love him. I just want to fulfill a promise.”

Hayat chuckled.

“ I wonder what you take me for. Do I look like a toddler to you?”

“No. you don’t.”

“ Can you see how you look? What if I divorce you and he says he would not get married to a divorcee, what would you do?”

“ Do not bother about what he would say to me. Please, just divorce me.”

“ God! What the hell did this Adnan do to you?”

“ He did not do it. We did it…..We never planned it.”

“Chose your words carefully. I am still your husband.”

“Yes, sir.”

He stared at her. He could see that all she wanted in the world was a divorce just to be with the so called Adnan.

“Okay, are you willing to pay the price? I will divorce you if you will do me a favour.”

“What? Just mention it.”

He smirked.

“We will consummate our marriage tonight. Spend the night with me and I will divorce you.”

She felt a bang in her head.

“That is the only condition that will set you free. One night.”

“ What?” Naairah raised her eyebrows, her eyes rolled absentmindedly and he saw the glitters of paramount beauty.

“ That is your freedom ticket. Why do you make it sound as if I am asking you to commit adultery with me? I am only asking for what rightly belongs to me. You are mine now and not his. Just one night….okay, you don’t have to spend the whole night with me, let us just consummate our marriage and you are free.”

She closed her eyes, imagining Adnan somewhere, grieving, shattered and planning to leave her forever. Could she afford to let him go? But Hayat was her husband, it would not be adultery, all she wanted was to be with Adnan.
No! She would not let him have it. He agreed to the terms and it was not going to change. She could not imagine herself with another man. She had prayed and hoped Adnan would be the first and probably the last.
She felt the tears escaping through her eye lids.

“ Hayat….please don’t do this to me.”

“What am I doing to you? If he truly loves you, he would not mind.”

“It is an honour I was preserving for him. We were together so many times and he never tried to get it out of the right way. I want him to be the one….I have the regrets of not having him as my first husband already……please do this for me. You are handsome. I must confess, you are more handsome than him, you have more money, he has nothing, he was even proudly telling me he runs a business centre near a university.
That is a great achievement to him. You are from a rich family. You have your biological family around you. But my heart lies with him. Nothing of glamour would make me trade him for anything. My happiness is trapped with him, he captured my smiles, my love, my laughter and the only way to get them out is to be with him. If he goes away, he will take them away. I will have no love left for another man, no real smile to pacify him and my laughter would be missing. Please save my life. You are a dream man. So many girls will die to have you.
I guess if I had not met Adnan, I would have fallen for you. Please let me go tonight, let me go and look for him.”

“Do you know where he is?”

“He won’t tell me because I told him I am married.”

“What if I let you go and he says he does not want you?”

“ I will bear my cross.”

“ I will not let you go until I see him.”

She paused.

“How? He will never come here and he is leaving in the morning.”

“That is my new condition. You don’t want to consummate our marriage with me…okay, I will let that go but I will have to see him, if he says he would marry you after I divorce you, then I will divorce you there but if he says no, then you are stuck with me….and if we don’t find him…….then it is over. You will remain my wife.”

“Please….”

“I will not change my mind.” He said and got back to the bed.

She studied him and felt he was surely not going to listen to her pleas. She nodded.

“Thank you.” She said and went out.

She rushed back to her room and picked her phone. She dialled Adnan’s number but to her dismay, it was switched off.

What?

Did he do that on purpose? Did he change his mind after she told him she was married? Was he avoiding her calls?
She cried softly. Who could she tell this? She wanted to share, have someone to tell her what to do. She was befuddled, her head was in turmoil, and thoughts moved like gas molecules.
She sat on the bed, and kept trying the number within intervals until she heard the call for prayers.

It was dawn.

She brushed her mouth,performed ablution and prayed. Then she recalled what Adnan said.
I will be on Nnaemeka first thing in the morning.
Nnaemeka!

That was a transportation company at Fadeyi Road. He would be there. She sprang up, rushed a bath, got dressed and went towards Hayat’s room. She met him as he was coming back from Masjid.

“Good morning.” She greeted respectfully.

“Good morning Miss Sunshine.”

She did not complain. If he was trying to provoke her, then he was wrong. She needed his cooperation now.

“I think I know where we can find him.”

“Where?”

“ Nnaemeka’s”

“Who is Nnaemeka?”

“The transportation company. He is going to board a car there this morning. If we go on time, we would see him.”

He grimaced.

“ I will come with you….but be rest assured that if you end up wasting my time, I will never let you go again .”

She nodded.

He went into his room. She leaned against the wall, her palms together and the tip of her fingers underneath her chin.
She hoped and prayed he should not change his mind.
He came out holding his car keys.

Thank God.“ Let us go.” He said. As they began to move, Adnan’s call came through.

She picked it with alacrity.

“Hay….Adnan?”

“ Good morning.”

“Good morning. Where are you?”

“I need to speak with your husband.” He said. “Is he close by?”

This surprised her. Why? But Hayat was listening.

“Yes, he is here.”

“Give the phone to him.”

She passed the phone to him.

“Who?”

“ Him,” She replied .She saw jealousy splashed on his face.

“What does he want?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hello?” He said .

“ Hi, I am Adnan Abbas.”

“Do we have any truck with each other?”

“ I just wanted to say……”

The line cut.

“Hello, hello….hello.”

Hayat tried to call back but Adnan’s phone was switched off, he hissed and gave the phone back to her.

“Let us go.” He said and they went out.

Some minutes later, Hayat was bringing the car to a halt. They were at Nnaemeka Travellers Garage. They saw three Luxury buses parked with smaller cars. It was a few minutes after seven o’cklock in the morning.
Naairah checked the waiting passengers but did not see Adnan. She kept checking until Hayat got impatient. He told her that they had to go to office. They had worked her transfer to Abuja and she was now serving at a secondary school where she taught Economics.
Adnan’s line was switched off.What was going on? Why was it happening this way. She began to ask the passengers, describing Adnan but it really did not make sense to them. She hesitated then opened her gallery and displayed his picture.
“Okay” An official said, “ He followed the dawn bus. They left around 5:00am.Nndubisi, biya(come)”he called another official. “Do you have the dawn profile pictures?”

“Yes nah.”

“ Display.” The man said. “ We do record their information in case of …..you know nah, accident or something so we do collect their data, number and pictures.”

She saw his picture. It was Adnan and she was damn sure now he was not related to Hayat. He had gone! He left her….he left her ,he did not love her anymore or he felt she was married and it was the end.

Adnan was out of her life. What just happened? He left and switched off his phone. So it was all a wasted effort, trying to keep her body and soul for him, hoping he would come for her. It was over. She left the place and went straight to the car, got in and began to cry.
Hayat seemed to be glad but he knew it was not the right time to show this. He said nothing, pretending not to be happy but he was deep down. He got under the wheel, and then set the car in motion.

“I am sorry about this.” He said in a moody tone. “ We have desires, wishes but things may not be the way we want it. All we need to do is pray for the best and only Allah knows the best. I want you to put your trust in Allah.
Please give me the chance to love you like he did, or more, and let me take that smile, love, laughter he took away. If you let me, I can go after him and take them, modify them, upgrade them, secure them and hold it for you.
You have been blocking the feelings you have for me, refusing to recognize it because of your first love. I agreed to this crazy idea because of the love I have for you. There is no girl that makes me feel what you make me feel and I doubt if there would be another.
Please take me as a substitute, who knows if you will finally fall in love with me. That is what you are scared of, giving me the chance to get closer, so you don’t betray him. It is not everyman who has a girl and finds out that she got married would still want her. Feelings change.
He may not even believe we did not consummate our marriage. I can still wait but just give me a chance to be happy. Give me that smile, that love and care…..”

“He took it away.” She said. “He had it with him. He controlled them and he just left with them.
I can’t give you what I don’t have. I am sorry. I may have being attracted to your cuteness and personality, or something I can’t recognise but the fact remains that my heart only melted for him. I still want a divorce.”

“What?”

“I do. He is gone and the deal may soon be off. I might get in trouble if I fail my duties as a wife and I don’t think I am ready to take them, We all made a mistake from the start. The deal was crazy. I should not have married you. I should have……”she broke down again.
The rest of the journey back home was made in silence and her sobs.

“I think we should stay back home today and settle this.” He suggested. “ We can’t go to work like this.”

“I am leaving today.” She said firmly. “ I am broken, Hayat. Adnan just left me in a manner I least expected. I still can’t understand it. I am not myself, I don’t even know if I am alive or dead, awake or asleep. Adnan just left me. I want to go away from everybody and everything. I just need time to be with myself. My life is mine and only me knows the pains I am feeling right now.”

They arrived home and went into the building. Still crying, she went to her room and jumped on the bed to disgorge tears.
She cried, then tried the number again, it kept ringing but no one picked it. She sat up, and wiped off tears. She removed her veil, flung it on the floor and went to her cloth closet.

“ Miss Sunshine.” Hayat called from behind. She turned startled. “ I told you I will not leave.”

It was then she saw a phone in his hand ringing.

“ I was there on your graduation in a suit and we got married on the 10th of March, exactly four years after I said by the will of Allah.”
Naairah felt an explosion in her head!

Well written I suspected it

Now I'm confused

anneboy02:
Well written I suspected it

Suspected what?

oh my God, my head wan explode o. i didnt see that coming. hayat is adnan? wow. thanks for the update. u re a genius.

God! I need another chapter to be really sure...

Sokodobo if not for anything I for throw my bank acct for you�


Looking forward to more

Dunt let my own head also explode oo update please kudos tho...nice storyline

I am so confused.

I don't want to sound ungrateful, but this story is making me restless. abeg come update na.

teebee22:
oh my God, my head wan explode o. i didnt see that coming. hayat is adnan? wow. thanks for the update. u re a genius.

I don't think so. Dz guy is just faking it, to make naaraih fall for him. How did it do it? He receive adnan call now.


Abeg bro come and update o before u turn person to mad man

Addy's plan is working. Naairah won't fall for it.

I believe Hayat is Adnan. Naairah never told him about the wedding date, the feelings she had when she 1st saw him. No matter what Addy told Hayat about Adnan, he didnt knw the details of their relationship. I believe there is something about Hayat and how patient he is with Naairah is suspicious!

Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuh!




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You are Exceptional
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Someone lend me an Encyclopedia pls!

Oh boy, you're too good.
Damn!
The twists, suspense, plot, ideas, I mean everything about this story is fabulous.
Thumbs up �

Chisos...I have so many unanswered questions...Op coman clear the air before I start my questions

Addy always had a spy around Adnan,probably the spy was able to listen to their conversations and got those dates.
If Hayat is Adnan it's either he lost his memory,and just regained it or this is Addy's plan manifesting.
Let's keep our fingers crossed as the truth reveals itself.

"Hayati?" Naairah said in a little above whisper, eyes full of disbelieve, and confusion flushing in.
He smiled and she related. It was his smile but how? Was it possible for a soul to go into another body? She knew jins could do that but not men. But she was sure this was Adnan. Damn the physical features.

This was the heartbeat she had been feeling, the breath and the love that she refused to accept and acknowledge. She was filled with preconceived negative opinion; she could not fall in love except with Adnan. So many times, she nearly succumbed, give 'Hayat' a chance, she felt something for him, something that she felt with Adnan but she refused, and rejected the feelings.

" Miss Sunshine." He said, and then removed his false teeth to expose the set of teeth she knew. The fake teeth were made to cover the real ones. Then he removed the eye lens that gave his eyes the black colour and the brown eyes was back.
He also removed a micro voice box that was fixed to his mouth. This box raised the pitch of his voice and made it lighter, thereby changing his voice.

She had seen enough. There were other questions, but that could wait.
Reality dawned on her.
She was married to Adnan! And she did not know it. She did a brief flashback. She remembered trying to imagine it was Adnan she was getting married to, and the thought gave her peace, and brightened the whole event. How could she have known it was more than just imagination?
She remembered the way he said he was so proud of her on her graduation. He must have come there on purpose. He came for her.
She was married to Adnan, her superman.
She was Adnan's wife! He was her husband. She found it difficult to believe.
She felt as if the wedding was just knotted that day, and that moment.

"Everything was done for a reason but it gave me the opportunity to know that your love is ethereal...."

She was not listening to him now. She got off the bed, and a new stream of tears cascaded as she ran into his arms.
Their first body contact, after tantalizations.
She knew he had a lot to say, she also had things to say, and they both wanted to listen but that may take a life time. She found it funny that it was the person she had been keeping her body for she was stopping from having it. And he waited patiently for six months. He had to explain that part. Why was the mystery so long?
Explanation could wait.

She felt his strong arms round her Barbados cherry soft body, and her long, slim delicate hands gently wound round his body, her head pressed to his stout chest as she sobbed. His palm found her hair, then stroked gently and found its way to her face and beneath her eye lids and slowly wiped off tears like a car wipers.

" I missed you Miss Sunshine." He said and his real voice was back. Her fingers pressed his back harder. " I love you."

" I have no words to describe how I feel." She whispered. " I don't think this is real, is it?"

" I am in doubt too." He said . " I guess I have to find out."

He sent his other palm to her face until they held her by the cheeks. He looked into those fluorogenic eyes, and he felt her infectious looks, igniting his fantasy, and they were lifted out of this world, to land where only love existed.
The upheavals, shindigs, pollutions of the world was obliterated. It was like a world made for just the two of them, like a world for two, with full carte blanche.

Her magnolia blossom soft lips stared at him with passion, she blinked and he mentally played it in a slow motion, and he saw the winged and curling eyelashes meet and part, and the movement sent a sputter though him.
He sent his lips towards hers and they clashed.
Their first kiss.

There was a contradictory perspective even though they were on a common ground.
He felt the taste of pomegranates and it felt like the only thing that could cure him while she felt sweet strawberries Arnaud and felt as if it was a preventive medicine for all cancers.
Different perspectives.
Common ground: Sweetness, healing and elating because they knew for every move they made, an angel was recording rewards for them.

" What punishment do I deserve for depriving myself of this for six months?" she said in a soft tone.

" You were oblivious to the fact but that would not exonerate you." He replied while he cuddled her. "You are sentenced to thirty minutes of this daily until the court feels it okay to do other wise."

"The court would make me commit more crimes because I want a more severe punishment. I want to be punished by you, Hayati. Have no mercy on me."

" Now, you are in trouble." He kissed her again, and then carried her in one single move which took her by surprise. She let out a short scream and then laughed.
Oh God!
He wished he could record the sound of her laughter and play it over and over again. He now carried her, his right hand under her legs while the left was under her back while she held him by the neck.
He took her out of her bedroom and headed towards his bedroom.

"And where are you taken me to?"

" Airport."

"Why?"

"We are embarking on a journey. Have you heard of Sugarivia?"

"No?"

"It is a country in Dadix, a planet above."

"Hmmmmm..."

"We are going for exploration, and tourism."

"But I don't have a visa and passport here."

"Who said so? You got that from the day they said 'faaaaatiha' and I saw people coming to shake hands with me, congratulating me."

She chuckled.

"You will pay for this. You married me knowing fully well that it was your choice but you left me in an imaginary world. I tried to imagine it was you so I would not break down."

"Really? I am so sorry about that. That is my problem, I am a naughty boy. Bana jin Magana ( I am obstinate)."

" I will get you. One for me, and one for you."

" Now I am scared."

"Why?"

" That reminds me of something very nasty I once did as a young boy."

"Would you like to share, my king?"

My king!

He planted a short but deep passionate kiss on her. She let out a low moan.

" Thank you my queen....Miss Sunshine."

She smiled. That smile.

" Now tell me about the nasty thing you did ."

" I was walking one day when a man called me. He said he was very hungry and could not find anything to buy. He wanted meat-pie. I told him I knew a place where they sold meat-pie. I was just ten then and very hungry. He gave me hundred naira because the meat-pie was sold for fifty naira each.
He asked me to buy two then said 'one for me and one for you'. I nodded and left happily. After a while, I went back. He was very hungry and he looked impatient. He said, I have been waiting for you. Where is the meat-pie?
I explained: they said it was finished and only one was left so I bought it. He asked me where it was. I told him that I ate it and handed fifty naira back to him. He opened his mouth and that surprised me. I said, Uncle you said one for me and one for you and there was only one so I took it."

"What?" Naairah exclaimed and laughed.

"He was speechless. He collected the money without a word and sat on a block sadly."

"That was nasty!" She laughed and could not remember when last she laughed whole heartedly. Adnan was back and to leave no more.

They entered his bedroom and she realised that he had this day planned. There was a giant card standing with the words' our hearts met on a star'.

"Awwwnnnn, Hayati."

Below was a short write up :

Naairah , Miss Sunshine, this is the door to the life of mine, now there is no line, we merge and it is all fine, come in and we can love and dine. I told you I would not leave, in Allah we trust and believe, and our dreams we achieve. If I tell you the love I have for you can be quantified, know that I am the biggest liar and barmy that is certified, just your smile I am satisfied, our union is justified, and our love sanctified. Naairah Mukhtar, welcome to the life of Adnan Abbas. Our heart met on a star.
She read it and fought the urge to cry. Within that short period of time, she recalled when they first met, and the drama, and the love and the trust. Then the years of missing him, not knowing if he was alive or not, the pains of thinking she was getting married to someone else only to find herself in his arms. Allah is great!

She kissed him, not knowing what to say and he carefully placed her on the bed. While he cuddled her, he tried to remember the prayer the holy Prophet SAW taught when it was about to happen, to make the offspring void of satanic influences.

He remembered. He needed it.

They were at the airport, and into the rocket, and gradually, they left the earth to that land which was far above the earth.

Apologies for short updates this morning. My PC charger is faulty. Will try get it fixed today.