Chapter 24: Chapter 24

ABUJA, NIGERIA.

Bushra finished her packing last minute, all the while boiling in jealousy because Mika'il just greeted her good morning with kisses and then left again to God knows where but she dead hopes he isn't going to that woman, she'd lose it if he does that. She can take everything coming from Zara but not from him, she can't stomach anything. She couldn't even get good sleep the night before just knowing he is with his new wife.

She sighed for the umpteenth time thinking about what Zara did to her earlier in the kitchen, her own kitchen. She knew the woman came intentionally to get her riled up and she has never been happy for the reply she gave her. That woman is deranged if she thinks she will let her match all over her because of some petty words she said. Whoever it is she was speaking to on phone, knew about the plan so she also acted like she does.

The lowly thing about it all is the hickey she made herself, Mika'il gives her hickeys but they never look like that. She knows her husband in and out to know that he won't use his teeth just to create a hickey, that is not his style to hurt woman but that hickey has teeth sign around it. Bushra could only hope they didn't enjoy their night, she won't ever want to find out though. What you don't know might not hurt, she will hold onto that.

Amir will meet them at the airport to take Anaan to Gigi, she don't have problem knowing her daughter is in good hands. She slid down on the bed with another sigh filled with frustration, she is curious but she doesn't want to know anything. How is she to ask her husband whether he has enjoyed his night with another woman? That sounds really absurd to even her thoughts talk less of Mika'il, he'd think she is now crazy about the matter.

Another sigh of frustration, she stood up to stare at what she is wearing. A plain blush pink maxi dress with regular sleeves, v-neckline and a waist belt. She has her head tied in a muffler with nude pink veil, adding blush pink gucci loafers then she is done. Exasperatedly, she took a small canteen bag to keep her phone and mini sketchpad, she'd go crazy without it.

She don't know what lies ahead but she sure as hell is ready to fight tooth and nail for her husband. Some might think she doesn't have the right since she caused everything in the first place but a woman needs warning when her husband is bringing another woman to their lives. This is not her fault, it is everyone's fault and sometimes she feels like the colossal part of it is Mika'il's. He really should've told some elders about it, they would've solved everything quietly but no, he jumped into another woman.

Men, she can never understand how their brains work.

"Are you ready, B?" He came in looking smart in his frost white pilot uniform, is he going to fly them? She don't like the idea of sitting alone with Zara the entire flight.

"Yes, I am but why are you dressed like that? If I don't get to be in the cockpit with you then I ain't going or you won't fly us." She placed her arms underneath her bosom giving him that look that always, always, gets him to succumb to her needs.

"I am doing everything to stop myself from getting to you now and with that look, you are not helping. Okay, you will be in the cockpit but you have to ask Greg yourself." He move closer to where she is and envelope her in his arms.

"Good, Greg loves me so I don't have any problem with him." She beamed in his chest thinking about the times they've spent in the cockpit, always memorable.

Greg is a fifty year old pilot who still has the energy of a horse, he is one of the best pilots the whole Emirate has and he works alongside Mika'il. He likes her a lot and always say she looks like his late wife, she takes advantage of that and ask if she could sit in the cockpit with her husband, he'd agree after much reluctance and made sure she is with him than her husband. She gets to see those amazing button, the view from the window, some think it is unprofessional but Mika'il's relatives own the airline.

The reason why Greg is always with her is because he said and she quote 'You can't go around causing accident while being lovey dovey, not happening' and then he will ask her to settle next to him leaving Mika'il to do his work managing the plane till his break. She enjoy watching him and taking videos of him like that, it is enough to not make her fall asleep and keep chatting up.

She can't wait to rub this on Zara's face or should she? The girl is a President's daughter and when she finds out, she might try all possible best to get there too. Hmm, maybe she should keep it to herself and pretend to want to go to the bathroom. She don't want that woman ruining her time with her husband after a whole twelve hours. She needs to be quite, some things are better left unsaid and unknown.

Her heart is back in rhyme now that she is in his arms, her maan.

"Let's go, the flight is in an hour and Amir already left home." He moved reluctantly away from her and took his daughter from the bed, she has been cooing.

"You my little perle, how are you?" He tickled his eleven months baby getting her to giggle loudly and push his face away from her showing her growing cute teeth.

"Don't make her laugh like that you, idiot, she might have a headache." Bushra giggled with her daughter because the sight is too cute and hard not to make you smile.

"Nah, she is laughing and happy seeing her father so don't stop me you jealous woman." He childishly retorted earning a snort from Bushra which only made Anaan laugh more.

"I'm not jealous when she gets to spend the night with her momma. Now stop being a fool and lets move, I can't wait to be in the cockpit again." She grinned widely whilst taking her luggage which consists of one huge trolley and a small duffle which Mika'il insist on carrying along with his daughter.

Zara heard everything from them calling each other idiots and fool but didn't bother hearing what they are saying. That means they are comfortable enough to call each other names? She will try it too with him and see how it goes, that is her plan for their honeymoon now, to get them comfortable. She didn't even heard the cockpit stuff going on, her focus is getting her husband to be comfortable with her like he is with his first wife.

Her mission is to be more comfortable with him in those seven days than he is with his first wife, she will come back saying mission accomplished, she vowed. Her eyes are watching searchingly for her phone to add this to the list of plans she's made to make Bushra Amani jealous. She shouldn't have come in her way, she will get her be pissed at the mere sight of her husband.

And then voila, her work will be much more easier, the woman looks to be always jealous no matter what so she will make her work easier.

"Hey girl, I will be leaving right now so don't bother calling me till I do. Tell dad I said Hi and that he should send some cash for me, I need them." She whispered to Hanan like a hypocrite but that is because she is eavesdropping on the couple.

"Sure sure, safe flight and get that man under your crutches. I have faith in you." Hanan goaded with a sly smile, she hates Bushra Amani's guts and power when her father is a mere judge.

She kept eavesdropping and when she saw them kissing though it was brief, she couldn't stomach it. Her eyes blaze in anger as she stared hard at them, they are getting on her nerves without knowing it. Even with it's briefness, she can't deny that there was so much love in that kiss. To her, that kiss he gave his first wife is greater than the lovemaking they had the day before. The passion showing in there eyes is not a child's play. She wants that, she wants what they have between them, that is it!

She closed her eyes and took calming breath, she just needs to spend more time with Mika'il then everything will be like that. They have been together for more than a year maybe that is why they love each other a lot while she on the other hand met him and got married to him in less than six months, she needs more time to get that, for now, she needs to calm the fuck down.

"Let's go." As soon as she heard that, she left their door and stand at the front door where her luggage and Mika'il's sat.

She turned around looking up from her phone and pretend to just notice them, they have wide smiles etched on their faces like the world is stopping just for them. They didn't even notice her standing there, they are goofing around with their daughter while laughing their hearts out and all she could do is stare at them, she gnashed her teeth. Another set of calming breath is what it took from her before she started to act normal again, she will win him over in this seven days.

"Good morning, B. How was your night?" Her question is sent to Bushra who abruptly stopped pinching Mika'il and Anaan's cheek to watch the woman with a raised brow.

She could see past her façade of acting innocent, the glimpse of it is there in her eyes that says, I am doing this for my husband's compliment not for you so Bushra also put on her role. If she thinks she is the best actor, Bushra will show her just how much action she has put up in the past. Her eyes glisten with happiness like she is happy just seeing Zara there but she isn't, only Zara could see the target in there, she knows what it means.

Game on, bitch!

"Zara! Oh my God, you are glowing this morning." Bushra gushed, moving forward to draw her in a hug, completely taking Zara by surprise but she returned one and force a smile so Mika'il won't see her façade.

"Thank you." Zara forced a blush to her face, like she is shy when all she wants to do is push Bushra away and demand what she is going on about.

This is not rivalry between them anymore, it is playing hard card of who is better and who is not. It is a dangerous game of getting the largest place in their husband's even though there is no doubt Bushra has it all. She is stepping up her game a little, she can't look like the bad guy there, she won't accept it. Her mother in-law already told her about this, she will use all those tricks to get what she wants if it gets to the stage.

"Hope you took great care of her, Maan?" Bushra questioned Mika'il slyly while her eyes stay on Zara, she is also looking at her dead in the eyes.

"Uh, let's go, Amir is already there." And they left the house Bushra having the upper hand, she knew he was not going to answer that question no matter what.

Bushra sat in the passenger's side with her daughter while Zara took the owner's corner behind, Bushra feels proud so she turn on the music she and Mika'il like rhyming to just to annoy the woman behind them again. Locked Away by Adam Levine started playing shortly and they did like they've always done, totally forgetting about the woman behind them who is clearly seething in anger. She is seconds away from blowing up the car.

"You look better than yesterday, what's the secret?" Amir asked as soon as he gets to be close to Bushra so no one can hear what they are talking about.

"Because I defeated that woman this morning. She thought those old tricks will do something to me but she didn't know what she has coming, I am not as easy and I look..." And she told him everything that has transpired this morning from Zara coming to her kitchen to them leaving the house.

"Woah!" He clamped his mouth shut when Mika'il's attention left the pilots he is talking to to look at them in question, they shook their heads in no.

"I know you have always been a tigress but this, I salute ma'am. Just call me whenever something like this is about to happen, I will be there to help you sort her out." Amir grinned widely while staring at the woman standing at the farther end of the airport.

She is wearing a white maxi dress adorned with rose flowers all over it then a red veil is draped around her head flowing lazily to her shoulders. Her makeup is on point while she held onto her expensive channel quilted bag while her feet are clasped in Gucci d'orsay. No doubt she got dressed like that to impress and because she knows the press will be there and would want to take the picture of the President's daughter!

"I will call you, don't worry." She laughed a little staring at her husband adoringly, he is so handsome and dashing even amongst the foreign men. He stood tall, proud, sturdy and gorgeous, she can't believe just how lucky she is.

"Ya Kay has been blabbing about you blocking her or something like that. What has she done to you now?" He chortled knowing about their endless fights all the time.

"Both her and Fayha ditched me yesterday so I had to do everything myself, I don't want to talk to them." She crossed her arms over her chest and huff, she blocked them both.

"She said she will use different numbers to call you until you forgive her or she flies to New Zealand just for you." She threw him a horrified glance to which he only shrugged at, that is what he heard his nut sister talking about and she can really go through with it if she wants.

"Please don't let her do that. I will call her but that is when I have settled there or when I get bored." She grinned at him then gave him a high five, he knew just what that means. She won't call them till she needs something in return.

"But really, will you be okay all alone there with them? I mean, the woman shouldn't be trusted at all." Amir asked, his eyes marred with concern as he glance between her and Zara who just finished posing for a picture with a fan.

"Don't worry, I can always call you and I know you will be there for me, don't worry." She gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze which earned her a look of relieve.

"Your brothers are going to buy new guns, they were talking about it yesterday while Uncle Sadiq is going through his books on how to get away with murder, Aunt Khadija is trying to see how to clean finger prints on a dead body unnoticed." By now they are laughing hard whilst clutching their stomachs.

This looks like something her family will do, she loves them so much!

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QUEENSTOWN, NEW ZEALAND.