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Re: Beneath My Heart by MhizDherbee(f): 11:29am On Oct 10, 2018
Wow! I'm so dazed... This is the best have read in a long time. Kudos OP. Gotta invite ma boo gtin. You would love this
Re: Beneath My Heart by Nostradamus: 11:53am On Oct 10, 2018
People calling aminu ungrateful should put themselves in his shoe,what would they have done??i know they will sell out adnan or even do worse than aminu.indeed nigerians are the deadliest hypocrites on earth.nice story jare oga sokodobo,i wish adnan,addy and BOE can quickly figure out a way to stop that mada4king nigga mason(his name reminds me of freemason).

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Re: Beneath My Heart by izaray(f): 11:58am On Oct 10, 2018
They are all greedy and ungrateful old fools embarassed
Re: Beneath My Heart by olukuewu(m): 12:25pm On Oct 10, 2018
He will soon meet his Waterloo.
Re: Beneath My Heart by IAmkingoludav(m): 2:33pm On Oct 10, 2018
Phew! SilverspoonEnt come and learn!
Re: Beneath My Heart by skubido(m): 5:16pm On Oct 10, 2018
Aminu na fool ooo,, im go spoil everything nao



OP tanks for the update
Re: Beneath My Heart by barag(f): 5:26pm On Oct 10, 2018
Nostradamus:
People calling aminu ungrateful should put themselves in his shoe,what would they have done??i know they will sell out adnan or even do worse than aminu.indeed nigerians are the deadliest hypocrites on earth.nice story jare oga sokodobo,i wish adnan,addy and BOE can quickly figure out a way to stop that mada4king nigga mason(his name reminds me of freemason).

doesn't absolve him of being an ingrate. What of the years of enjoyment and spending Adnan's money and maltreating d poor boy. D suffering never start.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by donsimoniiblog: 9:34pm On Oct 10, 2018
Best story on nl atm
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Re: Beneath My Heart by nastynic(m): 11:17pm On Oct 10, 2018
barag:


doesn't absolve him of being an ingrate. What of the years of enjoyment and spending Adnan's money and maltreating d poor boy. D suffering never start.


Ever had a Child?
Re: Beneath My Heart by NaijaTushboy(m): 11:45pm On Oct 10, 2018
SOKODOBO! Sokodobo! Sokodobo! How many times av i call you?
If you no wan make me and you get problem come continue story before i.........wait lemme check ma dictionary for better grammar.
Re: Beneath My Heart by NaijaTushboy(m): 11:47pm On Oct 10, 2018
People calling aminu ungrateful should put themselves in his shoe,what would they have done??i know they will sell out adnan or even do worse than aminu.indeed nigerians are the deadliest hypocrites on earth.nice story jare oga sokodobo,i wish adnan,addy and BOE can quickly figure out a way to stop that mada4king nigga mason(his name reminds me of freemason).

Bring your head closer make i knock you.
Re: Beneath My Heart by SokoDobo: 8:16am On Oct 11, 2018
TWENTY-FIVE

Immediately he came of the mosque for Magrib prayer, he got into his car and headed to her house. It was getting dark already. He had to see Nadia. He had not sum up the courage to tell her what he had been going through. The issue had been given him sleepless nights. He only dated her for one week before he told his mother and the hullabaloo began.
He did not know what to tell her, or how to tell her. He had been given excuses for not been able to see her for the past three days. He had been dying to see her, hear her voice, see that smile, that look she always gave him.
He was helplessly in love with her . Why ? why would they not consider his happiness? What if the virgin they want for him would not make him happy? What if he did not love her? What if she was not even a virgin? What if she had been sexually abused, raped, or fallen for a man’s trick? Would he divorce her after he found out? He heard of innocent girls been sexually abused daily, did that mean that they were cast out as garbage? What mattered was the present and future. The love he felt for her was not the type he would mistake for lust or infatuation.

He arrived her house a few minutes later. He had stopped by the road to buy her favourite chocolates. He drove slowly on their boulevard, and then drove into their close. He had just pulled up the car when he saw her enter a SUV which was parked in front of her house.
There was a man sitting on the driver’s seat while she sat on the passenger’s seat. What was going on? Who was this? Were they going out?
No. They were not going out. He seemed to be showing her something because he put on the car light.Jamil studied him. He was young, handsome and looked elegant. He said something and she laughed before he switched off the light.

Jamil waited.

Twenty minutes later, she did not come out. They seemed to in a serious discussion and this did not look platonic.
Jamil forgot what he had come tell her and felt a strong wind of jealousy hitting him. That was one thing he had always been scared of. He was a very jealous person and it was hurting him badly. He wanted her for himself. Was this a new guy or her ex -husband?
He heard the call for prayer from the masjid on the street. He alighted the car and went to the masjid. All his attention was on her. It was while he was sitting in the mosque he saw the guy come in too.

Jamil studied him and realized that he was an impressive and charismatic guy and obviously wealthy.
The imam came in and the iqamah was raised. There was a space close to Jamil. Lawal came up and filled the space.
They prayed side by side.
After the prayer, they left the masjid. Jamil allowed Lawal go out first and went back to the car. Jamil went back to his car and sat. It was now dark.
Jamil felt his hands on the steering wheel.
Why was he feeling jealous? He wanted to tell her the truth, that they could not be together,that his mother was against it, so why should he feel so jealous now? Why? He could not tell. He just knew he did not want to see her with anyone, he still wanted her, he did not want to let go.
What a dilemma?

He was living in peace before he fell in love. This thing called love!

He saw her come out of their house though the gate.
Seeing her again, he fell into a daydream at once. He could picture her coming towards him, saying in her sweet voice, “ I am sorry for keeping you waiting, let us go.” And she would get into the car and off they go to their home.
Having Nadia in his life, home all to himself!

He saw her walk to the car and got inside. But she said she was in love with him. How come she was doing this when he had not even told her what his mother said?
He sat there for another thirty minutes, and absentmindedly, he unwrapped one of the chocolates and munched. He felt his blood rising. He could not take it anymore. It was better he left them alone. Maybe there was no point telling her what happened. She may have made up her mind to go back to her ex-husband or have a new man.
He relaxed his head on the headrest, closed his eyes, stayed like that for about ten minutes, trying to make up his mind when he heard a rap on the window glass of his car.
He opened his eyes, and saw her standing by the window. She was by the passenger’s side. That meant she wanted to come inside the car. He pressed down his excitement. He pressed a button and unlocked the doors and opened it for her

She came in and sat down after she said, “Assalamu alaikum”

He was speechless at first, not knowing what to say.

“ Ameen wa alaikum salam.” He replied. “ How are you?”

“ Alhamdulillah.”

“ I- I was about leaving. I have been here for a while.”

"But you did not call.”

“Yes, I did not call because….I did not want to interrupt.”

She smiled.

“ I saw the car but did not recognise it until I came out now. You should have called.”

“ I don’t like been pesky. I don’t know how he will feel if I called you.”

“Who?”

Women. She knew what he meant.

“Your visitor.”

“Hmmmm….Mr Jamil. That is Lawal.”

He felt his heart go pit-a-pit.

“ That’s nice.”

She glanced at him and smiled again.

“Nice? Are you sure it is nice?”

He shrugged.

“It is nice if you feel it is nice. I just want your happiness. It may not be nice to me but your feelings are connected to mine and infectiously imparts mine. I know I felt somehow seeing you guys together but you looked happy so….”

“You decided to go back. “

“I was confused.”

“So am I.” she said. “ Did you talk to your people?”

“ Yes, I did.”

She studied him and saw what she was looking for.

“I know they rejected the idea. They won’t let you marry me.”

“Well, it’s just a misunderstanding…”

“I know. I knew that would come up. I have brothers and I know what my mum used to say about it. Now she has a daughter that is one. And on my side, I got a big problem too. Lawal sent his parents to my father….and I have been ordered to go back.”

Now Jamil knew he was in trouble. He was not ready to lose her. He was so much in love he wanted to fight for her.
But who was he going to fight? His mother or her father.

“They want me to go back to him. They say he has learnt his lessons. I understand their feelings. No parent wants a child to be changing husbands. But it is better at times.”

“I know. Sometimes, I wish I never met you. I have come to fall in love with you so much I am scared of the future.”

“I know you love me. I knew that after I told you I was a divorcee. I feel the love radiating from your eyes, your mouth and heart. But we are in a helpless situation. I want you to tell me where you have been all these years, Jamil…”She was now crying. “Where? Why does it have to be now? I am with him but my soul is with you. Since I recognized your car, I became restless. Seeking for a way to come to you. When I got into the car, I felt different.

Different from what I was feeling with him. Why can’t they understand this? It is you I love, Jamil. But fate is taking me away from you. I am confused…….”

Jamil was so confused himself.

What a situation.

This thing called love!

It was at that time he heard a violent knock on his car window. He turned to see Lawal standing grimly by his car.

Damn!

Jamil wound down the glass.

“ Who are you?” Lawal asked angrily but trying to look calm.

“ I don’t understand your question.” Jamil said.

“Lawa…..” Nadia started but he ignored her.

“What are you doing with my wife?”

“Your wife?”

“Yes!” He replied raising his voice higher, fuming.

“ I did not know she was still married. She is a divorcee.”

“What kind of illiterate are you? When a woman is in iddah, it is not permissible to have a relationship with her because I have the right to take her back. It is only when the iddah is over you can talk to her. I am taking her back. Nadia, I Lawal Nasir have taking you back as my wife!”

Jamil felt as if he had been hit with a shot put ball on the face. What did he just say?

Coming out through the gate was Professor Abubakar.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by SokoDobo: 8:24am On Oct 11, 2018
“ I don’t get it, Lawal” Nadia said. “Please do not raise your voice and cause a scene here. What do you mean?”

“If you don’t want me to cause a scene, then come out of that car, right now. You were with me and you left to meet a kwarto (adulterer). And he even prayed next to me, not knowing he was here for my wife.”

“ I am not your wife….”

“Get out of that car now!” Another voice emerged. It was Professor Abubakar. He was wearing a white Jallabiya and his medicated glasses.

Nadia quickly jumped out of the car. Jamil also came out.

“ What is happening here?” Professor Abubakar asked.

“ Good evening, Baba.” Lawal greeted.

“ How are you Lawal?”

“Alhamdulillah.”

“ Good evening, sir.” Jamil greeted.

“ I said what is going on here?” Professor asked without replying to Jamil’s greeting.

“ Baba, I was with Nadia when she excused herself. I thought she was going to that kiosk to get something. I waited and did not see her return then I came out of the car only to find her in the car with this man.”

Professor Abubakar gave Jamil an intimidating glare.

“Who are you, young man? I don’t know you.”

“ My name is Jamil, sir.”

“ What are you doing here?”

“I- I came to –to –to see Nadia.”

“You came to see a married woman?”

“She told me she was divorced.”

“But her husband has the right to take her back.”

“I just took her back, Baba.” Lawal said.

“Alhamdulillah. You can hear that young man. She is back to her husband. In that case, she would be going back to her husband’s house tomorrow. That means you must not see her again from this very moment. If you claim ignorance ,now you know. I don’t think this case is complex and do not need much time. Understood?”

Professor Abubakar turned at his daughter.

“ I am disappointed in you. It is all your fault. You should have told the young man the truth if it is true he did not know. Get ready, you are not sleeping in this house tomorrow insha Allah.”

Nadia felt her eyes accumulating tears. She saw the look on Jamil’s face and felt like hugging him.

“ I am not his wife and cannot go back to him.” She said.

“ You ninnyhammer! What buncombe are you bescumbering?” Professor Abubakr retorted angrily “ Nadia, I am disillusioned at your caprice. How dare you stand before your God and try to fiddle with divine laws.
You are jeopardizing your soul and eternal inferno is not an abode of ease you loblolly!”

“ I am not playing with my God. He can’t take me back just like that.”

“Ohhhh, I deserve a reason.” Professor said.

“ I did not accept Jamil’s proposal until I was out of iddah. He did not even propose until I was done. That was the day, Lawal came to meet me at Naairah’s house. That was the day I accepted to marry him. He never even knew I was married before until that day. Jamil is completely innocent and I did not do anything that goes against islamic jurisdiction.”

“ Nadia fear Allah. This is the third month. “ Lawal said. “ If the first circle came the next month after you left, the second circle came at the third month then you still have a month to go.”

“ You are wrong, Lawal and you knew nothing about me at the last month of our stay. I left your house and got my first circle the next day. Got the second the next month and finished the third two days before Jamil proposed to me. You cannot take me back now. You and Jamil are on the same pace….”

“But I asked you the other day….”

“I told you it is my privacy. I only explained the difference between the iddah of a divorcee and that of a widow.”

“ But you led me on, Nadia.” Lawal lamented.

“ I don’t love you anymore Lawal. I don’t want to go back to you.”

“We have been over that.” Professor Abubakar said. “ You will fall back in love with him …and Lawal, you must work hard towards that by treating her well.”

“Insha Allah ,Baba.” Lawal said with a smile. “ I know she is just angry. We got married out of love.” He added to annoy Jamil.

“ Well, it is a simple case.” Professor said. “ Lawal, go and tell your people to come and see me. Tell them to bring twenty thousand naira for dowry, on Friday insha Allah we would quietly knot the tie in the masjid. I don’t think there will be need for any ceremony. All we need is the solemnisation and the witnesses in the masjid, that is all.” He said and left them.

“ Let us go Nadia.” He said. “Please.”

She wiped tears off her eyes.

“ I am not going anywhere with you. I want to talk to Jamil.”

“SubahanAllah! It is not permissible for him to still be with you after your father has accepted my proposal and a date has been fixed for our wedding, dear. It is not my rule but Allah’s.”

“ I am not going with you….”

“Nadia…” Jamil said calmly, “ you have to obey your father. I cannot be with you now. He has decided. He just fixed the dowry and wedding date. I know you love me….”

“Kwal ubanka (Your father)!” Lawal insulted him, “how dare you say that in my presence?”

“I am not your wife Lawal and I have the right to reject your proposal. I cannot be forced. I am only respecting Dad and do not think it is a law.”

“ Nadia, just let him be.” Jamil said. “ I have to go. I promise Nadia, I will pray for you. It shall be well with you. Please pray for me. I need it.”

“ I will always pray for you, Jamil.” She said. “ I will never forget you.”

Lawal felt like bursting as she said that.

Jamil got into his car and looked at Lawal.

“ Fear Allah and take care of her. She is a queen and does not deserve harsh treatment. You don’t know what you have here.”

Lawal smirked.

“ You know this and you don’t have a wife.” He said. “ You are not to tell me how to treat my wife. I am to tell you that.”

“It is a shame you are in a position to tell me that and you sent her away, and she would have died that night.”

“ That is the past. Just go home. Please do not forget to come for the wedding fatiha. It is on Friday, tell your friends and family.”

Jamil ignored him, started the car and gave Nadia a final look.

‘ I love you, Jamil.” She said, started crying again then walked towards the gate, ignoring Lawal.

He followed her. Jamil drove away.

“ Nadia, Nadia.”

“What?”

“ Nadia, please forgive me. I know it is still out of anger and you are doing this just to punish me.”

“ No, Lawal. I am not doing this to punish you. I fell in love with him. I love him and not you. It is not about the past. I have forgiven you. I just don’t love you anymore.”

He smiled, trying to conceal his pain.

“ You will love me, amarya. I will see to that. I will come tomorrow so we can talk about Visas. I want to go to Dubai immediately after the wedding.”

“ Goodnight, Lawal.” She said and walked into the compound.

He shook his head.

Okay, if she was going this to punish him, she was doing a good job of it. He was really hurt. He could not believe that Nadia could say or act like this in his presence. The submissive Nadia.

Nadia was dialling Naairah’s number at that time.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by barag(f): 8:27am On Oct 11, 2018
nastynic:



Ever had a Child?

I do have a child. H should have taken Adnan like his too @ least should have cared for him. He is someone's child too.
Re: Beneath My Heart by donsimoniiblog: 9:04am On Oct 11, 2018
I am a Christian and don't understand all but this story is lit asf
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Re: Beneath My Heart by Born2Breed(f): 9:18am On Oct 11, 2018
Ninnyhammer

...learning new word daily courtesy of SokoDobo.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by Madiba147(m): 9:39am On Oct 11, 2018
Been reading this piece since 10am yesterday...av never in my life been glued to a story like dis one...this is that bomb..its jus as if am watching a movie...av read so many stories on nairaland...this is the BEST so far...keep it up bro...the sky is the beginning for u...one love

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Re: Beneath My Heart by mercyymai(f): 10:12am On Oct 11, 2018
donsimoniiblog:
I am a Christian and don't understand all but this story is lit asf

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Abeg forget abt been a christian. What is there not to understand.
Re: Beneath My Heart by donsimoniiblog: 10:33am On Oct 11, 2018
mercyymai:


Abeg forget abt been a christian. What is there not to understand.
The divorce and marriage brouhaha



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Re: Beneath My Heart by SokoDobo: 11:11am On Oct 11, 2018
donsimoniiblog:

The divorce and marriage brouhaha

Let me explain the concept behind this in summary.

Islam regards divorce as abhorrent and reprehensible. The prophet of Islam was reported to have said: Verily, Allah loves a house in which a wedding is held and hates a house in which a divorce is conducted and there is nothing more hateful than divorce.

Iddah is one of those concepts Islam uses to forestall divorce. If a man divorces his wife, she immediately enters a state of iddah for a period of three menstrual circles or approximately three months. If she is pregnant, the iddah period is extended till the end of the pregnancy/delivery. In this state, the divorce is considered temporary and no man is permitted to seek for her hand in marriage. Islam expects the couples to reconcile within this period. If they do, the woman can simply go back to her husbands house without another marriage taking place. Should the iddah period elapse, a new marriage right will have to be performed. Any other man can seek for her hand in marriage i.e, other men can compete with her ex husband for her hand in marriage.

The concept is much more wider than what I just explained, but I think my explanation suffices for what the story covers.



Regards.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by Divineroyalty(f): 11:37am On Oct 11, 2018
Speechlessly typing
what wouldn't I learn here. Talk of science, you nailed it, Hausa language and even system of marriage, it's here. What about the intricate interweaving of the story which they call twist,that one off me totally. Damn!!!
This is a superficial hand handling a magic pen.
Jisi ike (keep it up)

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Re: Beneath My Heart by barag(f): 11:42am On Oct 11, 2018
SokoDobo:


Let me explain the concept behind this in summary.

Islam regards divorce as abhorrent and reprehensible. The prophet of Islam was reported to have said: Verily, Allah loves a house in which a wedding is held and hates a house in which a divorce is conducted and there is nothing more hateful than divorce.

Iddah is one of those concepts Islam uses to forestall divorce. If a man divorces his wife, she immediately enters a state of iddah for a period of three menstrual circles or approximately three months. If she is pregnant, the iddah period is extended till the end of the pregnancy/delivery. In this state, the divorce is considered temporary and no man is permitted to seek for her hand in marriage. Islam expects the couples to reconcile within this period. If they do, the woman can simply go back to her husbands house without another marriage taking place. Should the iddah period elapse, a new marriage right will have to be performed. Any other man can seek for her hand in marriage i.e, other men can compete with her ex husband for her hand in marriage.

The concept is much more wider than what I just explained, but I think my explanation suffices for what the story covers.



Regards.
From the story, i already had an idea but its nice of you to explain further to those of us who are not Muslims. Unlike the other person who responded rudely.

Its like a decree nisi and decree absolute in a divorce proceeding that takes place in Court.
Re: Beneath My Heart by Sensitivity1254: 12:01pm On Oct 11, 2018
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Madiba147:
Been reading this piece since 10am yesterday...av never in my life been glued to a story like dis one...this is that bomb..its jus as if am watching a movie...av read so many stories on nairaland...this is the BEST so far...keep it up bro...the sky is the beginning for u...one love
Re: Beneath My Heart by donsimoniiblog: 12:41pm On Oct 11, 2018
SokoDobo:


Let me explain the concept behind this in summary.

Islam regards divorce as abhorrent and reprehensible. The prophet of Islam was reported to have said: Verily, Allah loves a house in which a wedding is held and hates a house in which a divorce is conducted and there is nothing more hateful than divorce.

Iddah is one of those concepts Islam uses to forestall divorce. If a man divorces his wife, she immediately enters a state of iddah for a period of three menstrual circles or approximately three months. If she is pregnant, the iddah period is extended till the end of the pregnancy/delivery. In this state, the divorce is considered temporary and no man is permitted to seek for her hand in marriage. Islam expects the couples to reconcile within this period. If they do, the woman can simply go back to her husbands house without another marriage taking place. Should the iddah period elapse, a new marriage right will have to be performed. Any other man can seek for her hand in marriage i.e, other men can compete with her ex husband for her hand in marriage.

The concept is much more wider than what I just explained, but I think my explanation suffices for what the story covers.



Regards.



OH, I see
I completely understand... Your writing and explanatory prowess is awesome.. Thanks


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Re: Beneath My Heart by honourable356(m): 2:49pm On Oct 11, 2018
Impressive!
Re: Beneath My Heart by teebee22(f): 7:50pm On Oct 11, 2018
sokodobo, pls come and update na.
Re: Beneath My Heart by SokoDobo: 8:42pm On Oct 11, 2018
Sa'ima frowned, used her hands to wipe her face, making sure she was not hallucinating. What happened? Was she still in her sleep dreaming?
She just woke up to an empty room. She was lying on a mat, she sat up and kept looking round.
She got up, walked out and saw Lawal giving some people money and thanking them. They were two men and they left.

“ Lawal, what is happening?” she asked.

“Are you awake?”

“No, I am still sleeping. I said what is happening? I woke up and found the room empty. Where are my things?”

Lawal pointed at a room.

“You were sleeping and I did not want to disturb you. I moved them to the other room.’

“Why? What do you mean?”

He shrugged.

“ Remember when you came, you demanded for the room and asked me to move Nadia’s things to the other room. I asked why, you said you were the amarya (new bride) and she was the uwargida so she ought to be more understanding . So I took it that the amarya always had this liberty.”

“So?”

“You have been elated to be the Uwargida now. “ He said. “ I am getting married to Nadia on Friday which is tomorrow insha Allah. She will need the room. I have also moved your kitchen to the one outside. You don’t even need a kitchen. She does. She cooks….i used to enjoy her meal before you came and ruined it. Don’t even think about it because this matter will not end in bed.”

Sa'ima could not believe it. She felt her hangover clearing and she became very sober.

“ Lawal! What did you say?”

“What you heard.”

“So you married me to come and humiliate me, huh?”

“A’a.. what is humiliating about this? Was that not what we did t Nadia? Was that humiliation? I thought it the privilege of amarya you were using. It is the same. There is no issue of humiliation here. I will be living with her but I will stay with you up till 10:00 pm when it is your turn.”

She laughed.

“Lawal ….Lawal…..you don’t know what you are playing with. You cannot compare me to her. You and I started our relationship right from childhood.”

"I know. I never told you this. Nadia was my neighbour.” He lied. “ We used to play together in primary school days. I told her I loved her and she said the same. She was my first girlfriend. I was in SS 1 when I met you.”

Sa'ima wanted to start a fight but thought twice and stopped.
She had to consult her friends. She went into her new room and jumped on the bed and started crying. How could he do this to her? He was just telling her a day to the wedding. It was not fair. Lawal was not just! This was injustice!
Allah was with her. She went to play Ayatul khursiyu. Getting ready for the devils.






Naairah had just received a call from Nadia, breaking the bad news to her. Naairah now felt worse. Worse? Yes. Life was not a fairy tale.
Some months ago she had been ill and she had gone to hospital with Adnan. The doctor had checked
on her and said it was just malaria. She was disappointed. They have been married for about ten months, consummated the marriage four months ago but she had not seen any sign. It was not too late, not all women took in immediately but she was eager to have Adnan’s child.

Adnan had never mentioned anything about it. He never acted as if he wanted a child. But she knew he did. Then his mother came back from the States and asked Adnan what was going on. He told her that God had not given them yet, that it was just the fourth month.

Aadila was not convinced. She advised Naairah to see a gynaecologist. She saw one; Hannat Magaji, a clinical professor of obstetrics , gynaecology, and reproductive science. It was confirmed that her follicle released bad eggs. It was not a corpus luteum cyst, or follicle cyst.
They went through series of test and last week, the final result was out. Naairah had gone for it and Aadila decided to go with her since she was a medical doctor.

They were afraid she could never have a baby of her own.
IVF, surrogate mother or other means would not work for her. She could not produce eggs that could reproduce. It was one of the worst news she had ever received. Adnan was there for her, he consoled her and was very nice to her.

Then the mother visited her this morning. She just left before Nadia called. Aadila had acted nice, supportive and understanding.

“ I was asked to tell you something. “She had told Nadia. “ I will be straight. I love you and you make my son happy. We had asked him to get married in USA but he said there was someone waiting for him. The only one he loves. We were scared because of his hidden identity but he convinced us and we supported him.
And after some months, he revealed himself to you. You are trustworthy. He even revealed some secrets to you. We did not like the idea but that was how his father revealed it to me and made me join them. I guess this will make you understand what I am about to tell you.

Adnan is not just an ordinary person, you know this. And one thing the organization does not joke with is continuity. I know you will understand. I hate to say this but Adnan has to get married to another wife. It is not our wish, but the result of the outcome. I will make sure she is a good girl. I have a niece in Yemen. I chose her for him. She is a nice girl. I hope you understand?”

Aadila tried to console and pacify her before she left. It was while she was crying, Nadia called with the break of her bad news. Life was not a fiary tale.

“ What is wrong with you?” Adnan who had come in without her notice asked. He did not know what was happening.

She jumped into his hands and cried.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by SokoDobo: 8:49pm On Oct 11, 2018
“ Miss Sunshine,” Adnan said, pressing her to his body, “ what is it again? I thought we were over this?”

“ I know.”

“Then why are you crying? Why are you breaking my heart? You know it hurts to see you cry.”

“ I did not mean to cry.” She said.

They were standing, her head leaned on his chest, his arms around her, and she held him. He was using his hand to rub her hair, the fingers going to though the rows of her plaited hair.

“ Then what made you do it?”

“Mama was around.” She said, “ she said…..she said she was sent to tell me something. She was straight forward. They want what I can’t give you: a child. So you are getting married to her niece who was in Yemen.”

Adnan stopped moving for a moment, and she felt as if he had stopped breathing. She had to raise her face to look at him.

“ What are you talking about? How can they dictate what I do with my life?”

“They are your parents.”

“Yes, they are but it is not fair and it is not just about them. She said she was sent. I don’t get this. I do not intend to get married. I am not going to do that.”

“I am afraid they are bent on making you do it.”

“What if I say no?”

“ I don’t know. I just don’t want you to have problems with them for my sake. If that is what they want, then let it be….”

“Shhhhh…we will sort it out. I will talk to her.”

“It seems it is not just about her.”

“Let her tell them. I am not getting married. Did I complain to anyone ?” Adnan said while he brought out his phone. He did not expect this.

He called Aadila.

“ Assalamu alaikum.” He greeted. “ Good evening ma.”

“ Ameen alaikum salam. I know why you called.”

“ I just heard.”

“ I told Pappy about the result of your wife’s test. He told the Elders and they refused to accept. They said you should have a mistress and get a child. We told them that as Muslims we cannot do that. They said since a muslim can marry up to four wives, you should get a second wife.
I did not like the idea but we have no option . So I thought of the best girl who would not give you or your wife a problem. I remembered Baanah, my niece. She will fit in perfectly.”

“ You made such a decision without my consent. You even told my wife before me.”

“It does not matter who hears it first. You will all come to know about it. Your wife is understanding. She took it with good faith.”

“What did you expect mum? She is not the type that would flare up. She accepted but I do not accept it. I don’t want to get married now. I think the elders should understand that I have a personal life and this is an example of that.”

“No, my son. Your personal life would not influence your mission.” She said. “ They influence your personal life. You were giving fifty million Adnan, in Pounds and you got the chance of establishing your companies which fetch you a money. It is for a reason.”

“ Do not they expect something in return. Did I not build an elliptical planetarium for the London Lodge. Is that not helping the space exploration? Did I not hack into six unbreakable accounts? I made three projects for them. These projects are worth more than fifty million pounds. It is not all about money. I think they are the bastions and I want to give back to the planet.
I do not have a problem with them if my personal life is left alone. I love my wife, with or without a child and happiness will always be there. You don’t even know what Baanah wants. Do you know if she is in love with someone else?”

“ Adnan, the fifty million pounds was not a payment for your jobs. It was start up allowance. Remember, you forfeited your previous allowances by helping Addy pass the test. That money should have been paid back. You allowed sentiments play in. You will get paid if you wish…”

“I am okay with what I have .The two companies are enough for me. With ikhlas, my jobs for them are been paid for by Allah insha Allah. I just want to be left alone. What do they need my child for?”

“Continuity. Can’t you see that your lineage is endowed with exceptional smartness ? They studied six generations of yours and they were all geniuses. Your paternity genes are very strong and tend to pass the intelligence on. You have the greatest IQ and intelligence so far. You can't let it just go.”

“I have a younger sister who has a great brain. Aaliyah made distinctions, graduated before she was seventeen, why can’t we wait for her child?”

“I said paternity. She is a woman and not a man. Baanah has no problem. I have already talked to her, she knows you and is hyper. She will be flying down any moment from now. You have to do this. We are into a pact already….”
‘A pact? “

“Yes. We promised to serve the movement with our body and souls…”

“This is beginning to sound spooky.”

“ That is when it is not out of our religious confinement. Asking you to marry another wife is not haram. We do not serve the movement as an act of worship. I know shirk, Adnan. I am an Arabian and my parents migrated from Mecca to Yemen. Tell me a single thing you have been told to do that is out of Islamic rules. We are just doing this to make the world a better place.”

“ What will happen if I refuse to get married to a second wife?”

There was a brief silence.

“ It will not be good. That is a great disobedience and they do not take it easy.”

“ My father is a Pappy. He should talk to them.”

“There are three other Pappies and a Grandpappe .There is a council of Elders, they act like the Senate. It is beyond your father.”

“ I am not getting married now.”

“I give you two days to think about it. Think carefully my son. I lost you once. I don’t want to lose you again.”

“Is that a threat ma?”

‘No. A fact. I am not a decision maker. I am just part of them.”

“ I will talk to you, Mum.”

“Please be positive. I love you.”

“I love you, Mum. Please give me more time.”

“ Two days, my boy.”

She ended the call.
Naairah looked at him. She moved closer to him, held him and kissed him.

“ Hayati, I love you and I know you love me. What we need is happiness and peace. I do not want anything to harm you. I better have you with a second wife than lose you. I do not want a rift between you and your parent. I know you will never treat me bad, and I will not want you to treat her bad. I still want us to be together in aljanna insha Allah. Please get married to her. Just oblige.”

Adnan said nothing, his mind was wandering.

Naairah picked a call after her phone chimed.

“Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji’un!” She exclaimed and broke into tears.

“What is wrong?” Adnan asked.

“When?” Naairah asked. “How? Bomb?”

Adnan stood patiently waiting for her.

She ended the call and looked at him.

“ Uncle Abbas has just been reportedly killed. He was said to have been killed in his car. Bomb blast.”

Adnan frowned.

Aminu bombed?

He had to ask questions. Something was coming up.

Where was Addy?






A few hours back

Aminu had gone to the secret Lodge to contact Mason. He wanted to tell him that Addy was not Adnan. He was ready to expose Adnan’s identity.
He could not reach Mason on phone. Mason only reached him when he wanted to talk to him. The only place he could reach Mason was through the Lodge. He had gone there that afternoon. The lodge was a clearing office but that was only a charade. It belonged to the Mason’s faction of BOE.

He was not allowed to speak to Mason. Mason felt he was no more important to him. So Aminu wanted to get to him by all means. He thought of a way to get to him. Then he remembered Dr Hilock. Yes!
He left the lodge and got into his car. He had only gone for six minutes when he heard the beeping sound of a time bomb. He knew he was trapped. He tried to open his car door when the bomb exploded.
Aminu was shred into pieces.

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Re: Beneath My Heart by Ayotomiwa29(m): 8:50pm On Oct 11, 2018
embarassed embarassed awnnnn am so emotional right now
Re: Beneath My Heart by MhizFavour: 9:09pm On Oct 11, 2018
Thanks SokoDobo
Re: Beneath My Heart by Ann2012(f): 9:10pm On Oct 11, 2018
Hey yah

May Aminu's soul rest in peace.

I don't like wat Naairah and Nadia are going through embarassed

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Re: Beneath My Heart by Favouritetega(f): 9:38pm On Oct 11, 2018
I just hope say this new girl nor go bring wah ala o

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