Chapter 35: Chapter 35
ABUJA, NIGERIA.
Down at the outskirts of Abuja is none other than the presidents stepson who happens to be named Fuzail, the presidents current wife's son. He is partying around like he's always does, the nights eating up like it was never there to begin with. He's always loved nights because that is the time where he let off some steam and enjoy his bachelorhood like he's always wanted. Done with studies and all the burdens it contains, it is now time to eat up stepfather's wealth. That is what he has been meaning to do since he found himself at the man's home. What is the use of his mother giving him another father if he can't eat the man's wealth as he pleases?
"Fuzail, come over here!" His friend called out from another boot by the far end of the club. Already drunk to the core, Fuzail stumbled to them and sat down close to a pretty lady that looks too young to be in a club but he doesn't care, it doesn't matter.
"What's up? Who are these chicks?" His eyes flicker around the women giving him doodle eyes like they know who he is. If they know, they know about his stepfather's position and would want to be in his good books. Ha, as if he gets the time to have fun with them when he is tied to another hook he never wished to be tied to.
"Just found 'em outside, Marcus wasn't letting them through so I talked to him." His closest friend Azim answered him, taking more shots of alcohol than his system can take care of. The man is always taking the risks of passing out before he starts enjoying the night.
"Uhmm..." He nodded, swinging his head back to take another huge gulp of his alcohol trying to block out all the noise around him. He don't want to think about how jumbled his life is, he needs to think of something else just then his phone rang in his pocket.
"Just where the heck are you right now, Fuzail?" His stepsister's voice, Zara rang through the other end and he became somber. He has been waiting to hear from her since forever but he didn't get ahold of her ever after her marriage. She don't want to talk to him, he understands but she should've also understood him from the beginning before making a decision.
"In a club, baby! How's being married to that loser?" His words are slurred despite him feeling somber by the sound of her voice. Maybe she is not really enough to make him somber after taking so many shots of alcohol, he couldn't think straight with liquor in his system.
"Don't call him a loser again, Fuzail. I have a job for you." The first sentence was really harsh, she would've slapped him if they were together but then she let it fall an octave low to say the last one. Fuzail was hurt at that, his chest tightened knowing she'd always support the man she loves at first sight than her stepbrother.
"What is it you want, my beloved?" He questioned, his hands wandering around a girl's bare shoulder beside him. He don't even know who she is and what she looks like, he is only thinking about Zara at the moment. The woman his heart foolishly fell in love with knowing she won't ever reciprocate those feelings knowing they are same age, she has the mentality.
"...You understand what needs to be done right? I don't want you making mistakes for I won't forgive you if that happens, go there now. Turn to the plan b is it doesn't work perfectly, you get it?" She questioned after explaining her plan to him perfectly. She has been thinking about doing that for a long time, this is her chance to belong to Mika'il alone and only her little brother can help.
She can easily hire an outsider to do the work for her but she might never know when they will decide to stab her so she is taking the safer side to be safe in future. Her brother won't tell anyone about what they are doing no matter what happens, he is the only one she can trust with her secret at the time. He will also do the job like no other, he is intelligent to not leave trace that will lead to them. Not that what he is going to do is a huge crime, just something little that will help her in her plans in the near future. She didn't call him till after iftar, she don't want to commit a crime with the fast on her tongue so she waited till after she broke it. Mika'il is also with her, she don't bother.
"I do, baby. You are leaving for good this time around huh? I don't want to go through that phase all over again, I can't take it." His voice is now emotional, she understands what he means and decided to use it against him. Fuzail has been frail since before, this is only going to break him.
"Yes, for good this time around. I'm going to teach them lesson first, I've gone through so much. Just give me a call after you're done with this." She hung up the phone giving him false hopes and it actually made him smile. If this is what it take for her to leave for good, then he shall do it for her. This is about a lot of people's happiness, maybe he could get rewarded for it after all.
"Guys, I need to go get some work done but will be back soon." Fuzail stood up from where he is and left the club with a focus and goal to make things right once and for all. Her plan b sounds dangerous but he will still go through with it if that is what it takes. He has finally gotten noticed by them, this is his chance to prove his worth.
With that thought in mind, he made his way to his car knowing fully well he is dead drunk and could hit anyone but this is not the first time he is drunk driving. He's hit a man once but got through with it because his stepfather is the president of the country. This time around, it would be no different so he made his way to the address Zara sent to him. He found himself outside her in-laws house, he's never been there. Not even when he was asked to come so they can settle the date of Zara's wedding. He's hated them since the beginning, they don't like Zara and they showed it.
Now standing outside their home, all he wants to do is bring a bulldozer to run them over once and for all. They were really thinking about rejecting the marriage proposal if Mika'il didn't interrupt them at that time. His parents were not fond of the idea of his marriage, they made sure to show everyone that so he don't understand why Zara is hellbent on getting married in a family that don't like her. Her father is extremely powerful, she could get any man she wants including him but she didn't want anyone but that pilot.
The guy is now getting so many investors while he try building his own airline with the help of Zara's alley. Getting married to her made him popular amongst the influential people of Nigeria, everyone got interested in him. Being a great doctor's son also help him get what he wanted in the airline aeroplane business, he is about to launch his own airline. Fuzail hopes the man is treating Zara like she deserves to be treated, she is no less than a Queen who deserves a King but end up with a mere frog.
He has no personal enmity with Mika'il but him taking Zara from him is what has the hatred built for him. He's seen their marriage on social media, it was clear that the man is not over his first wife and loves her like his life but he still married another woman. If Zara hadn't been so cheap to him, he was sure he wouldn't have married her. She threw herself at him, he hated her decision at that time and still does. Why would she do that like she is someone cheap?
He sighed before leaving the car to the front door, Zara made sure it is clear for him to enter without anyone finding out. She even have some people hack the CCTV cameras in the house so he won't be suspected whenever the questions arise. He entered straight to the room she directed him to, the master bedroom in the house. She shouldn't have done this, this is extreme to just seek revenge for something petty. Well, he is not one to deny her what she wants, he always grant her her wishes no matter how difficult or impossible it is.
When he entered the room, there is no one inside so he sat down on the couch and wait for anyone to come in. It is just ten in the evening which means they are either having some family time or cooking to eat for the hunger after iftar. He knew he is safe to do whatever he wants till he leaves the house without getting caught. When Zara said she has everything under control, he has trusted her words like never before. If she has her eyes on something, there is absolutely nothing and no one on earth that could stop the determined woman, he is an eye witness. All he could say now is that, he is in safe hands.
As he nibble on a toothpick he picked from the club, he let his eyes wander across the well furnished room. He thought they were not too wealthy but seeing their master bedroom now, he is not sure about it anymore. This room is almost more luxurious than his mother's in the villa. Though the President's daughters have much more luxurious rooms than anyone in the house, it still don't come near this one.
His drunken state is start to take a toll on him, he is seeing double double and his eyeballs are looming around his eyes. If someone doesn't come into that room any moment, he is definitely going to pass out and risk someone else seeing him. He is there for a mission to see one person, if another gets involved, he is sure he won't survive it.
Just when he is about to start fighting for consciousness, a door in the room opened and in came his stepsister's mother in-law in nothing but a towel which means she just took a bath and her husband is not home. Well, it works good for him because as soon as he is done, he will leave and then everything will be back to normal. He is not entirely sure what normal means anymore because something he has never felt and shouldn't feel took over him, he lulled back to the couch like a possessed man and allow himself to relish. He feels like he is living in another world, he needs to wake up.
"Welcome, Mrs. Masari." The woman let out a silent shriek before she rained du'as, he chuckled darkly at that...
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Mujaddad is read the message sent to him over and over again from his supposed fiancée. He don't understand how she got his number or when she built the courage to talk to him, she has always been jumpy around him. People think he is always grimmer than his older twin brother but in reality, he is the softest amongst them if you get to know him personally. Fayha also enjoys talking to his brother than him, she clearly has a crush on his brother if what his eyes are telling him is the truth.
So now staring at her message, he can't help chuckling to himself inside his office, this is like a joke.
"Can you come meet me at the restaurant outside your barrack in ten? I need to talk to you about something really urgent. Xx- Fayha."
She is now talking to him about meeting when she's never talked to him other than greeting? This is really surprising, he never expected her to have the guts to talk to him in her whole life. When the arrangement was orchestrated by his mother and sister, he was actually laughing inside at the thought of being married to Fayha. If anything, the girl is afraid of him like a criminal and whenever he is in the same room as her, she will forever be jumpy like a kangaroo. Ha, he is definitely going to enjoy watching her squirm today for he won't let her feel relaxed.
Only his sister and their mother could stand the sight of his grim face, even his brothers don't like that sight. She brought this upon herself, he did nothing.
He stood up from his huge swiveling chair and button his camo uniform again, his hand touching the revolver around his waists, you never know when you need them. Fully knowing how attractive his uniform always makes him, he took that to his advantage and left his office, "Get the car for me." He said to one of the soldiers lurking around, he won't go there with legs, never.
"Yes, Sir!" The guy saluted and sprinted to get his onyx 2019 Kia Forte, his latest car.
He glided majestically to the his car the soldiers around saluting him, he didn't pay any attention when he is about to go have fun. Gosh, he can clearly understand how bring his life is now that he made his parents and sister worried. He does not know anything that defines fun, he is always focusing on killing more bandits and orchestrating wars to save the country than thinking about his own life. Well, maybe that is why the universe decided to shine at him by sending this funny wee woman to want to talk to him so urgently. She didn't even ask whether he was free or not, she just ordered him around.
He's heard that most soldiers wives are more commanding than the soldiers, is this the beginning of their own? Why does he not mind at all? Oh damn, this should not be feelings for a woman he has never talked properly to, it shouldn't exist.
Parking outside the restaurant, he left his car and made his way inside trying to locate the woman that is always attached to his sister like a hip. People are staring at him like an alien, like he doesn't belong there with his uniform and commanding presence. He is quite popular amongst the people in their society after their team rescued some kidnapped boarding girls from a group of brigands. His photos along with his siblings were posted all over as the 'Doctor's sons rescued our girls' and he was happy about it.
"You want to see me, fiancée?" Mujaddad questioned as soon as he sat down on the table she is sitting on upon sighting her. He didn't expect that to come out from his lips but he couldn't stop himself seeing her all comfortable, he wants to make her squirm.
"Erhm, yes." She squirmed like he's wanted, a grin spread itself coolly across his lips but it vanished before she could see it or confirm that she saw it.
"What is it you want to tell me? I have many things to arrange but gave you sometime." He crossed his powerful arms against his chest pinning her down with his eyes. She continue to squirm like a criminal.
He stared at her for the first time in his life. She's spent most of her time in their home but he didn't, and whenever he is around, he has something in his mind occupied so he hardly have time to give her a once over. But if she is going to be his fiancée, he might as well see the woman his mother and sister wants him to marry. She must've been amongst the top two for them to choose her for him, he is not complaining. She is not bad, he's known her for a long time.
Her eyes are sharp like they are looking into your soul and it makes her look bolder than she really is in front of him. Her face is delicate, free of any blemish. Her nose and lips are of the same size, really small to season up her face. Though his sister is delicate, she is not too delicate and if she could stand on her feet, she has the shape of a pear which he can see even while sitting. She is not too busty but she has them wide from her waist down below, that is not what he wants to see though.
"Yes, thanks for your time. I love your twin brother." She blurted out in a hurry as if thinking twice before saying it. If she doesn't say it then, she might just waste his time blabbering and stammering like a waste of space.
"I already know that. Why are you telling me about it instead of your beloved?" He raised a dark brow, his hands settling on the table enjoying her wriggles.
"I told him about it and it seems like he is not going to do anything about it. If I'm going to marry you, then you need to know about my feelings for him. I promise to give us a chance, I won't waste my time loving him when it won't be reciprocated. I...I, want us to work." She gulped saying the last part, his brow didn't go back to it's place, it stayed up in wonder.
"Are you sure you want to give us a chance? I mean, I look like the man you love. Moving on won't be that easy, dear." He let out a cruel smile that makes criminals stomach churn but it seems like it is having an entirely different effect on her because she suddenly widen her eyes and stared at him right in the eyes, it almost scared him seeing the boldness in her eyes.
"When I say I want us to work, I didn't ask you to taunt me like this. Yes, you may have the same face but you both are different! If you don't want the marriage, I can easily help you break it off." She took her Givenchy bag from the table and left the restaurant haughtily.
He stared at her with his mouth agape, he can't believe she did just that.