Chapter 50

—————Marafa Estate, Kaduna.

————————— 4:00pm.

Luckily here again, the prayer time for Salatul Asr here was 3:34pm. Khalifa took I and Najmah to a restaurant to get lunch and I gave Miriam my keys to take my car home.

We had already done our makeup and headscarves and I have to commend how creative Nigerians were in head-tie tying.

The others had lunch at Raihannah’s place, they were now husband and wife. I was so happy for them. Alhamdulillah.

My Brother and My Best friend made the perfect couple, I was so happy and proud of them.

They were blessed Ya Allah.

And Insha’Allah their marriage was going to be a peaceful one. They understood each other and they didn't keep secrets from one another. They trusted each other no matter and they were committed to making each other happy.

I loved that they were like that, even if I wasn't going to get something like that, at least my twin and best friend will.

They already have.

The wedding pictures that were taken at the mosque were beautiful MashaAllah.

I loved the ones me, Khalifa and Najmah took and I mean the whole pictures, everyone looked so good with bright smiles and happy eyes.

Khalifa took I and Najmah to a certain restaurant called chicken republic. Their chicken was heavenly. He brought up the idea of going to see his grandmother, that's his father's mother in Edo state to introduce myself as their future wife. He told me I was going to meet a pretty crazy family there, I was prepared. But I had to go back to Malaysia on Sunday, I had a meeting with some people I was supposed to sign a deal with.

Plus I needed to find a way to talk to Khalid. I needed him to sign the divorce papers so I could happily join the family of the Danesi's.

I wanted my daughter to be very happy. I really wanted what was best for her at all times.

I knew Khalifa's family was the right place for my daughter to be. They all shared love and they were happy. Genuinely.

It was time for us to head to the reception again. This time Khalifa was coming to take us. I was part of Raihannah’s bridal train and Najmah was too. I was wearing an ash lace dress with sparkles. It had a detachable train at the back and had a bow. It was a pencil gown with long sleeves and the sleeves had beautiful ruffles. It was simple but classy, Miriam brought this for us from Malaysia. It was beautiful. I was wearing silver heels and the headscarf I had on was beautiful. It was white with pretty stones on it and it had many steps and my hair was totally covered and I looked beautiful. Very beautiful.

I had some silver jewellery that matched what I was wearing and I was ready. I already got a beautiful handbag for the event, it was white, Dolce and Gabbana. It was very beautiful as well.

Najmah was wearing exactly what I was wearing but she was wearing a hijab over her head and she just looked so amazing. " Faryah, Khalifa's here, you know how early we have to be right?" Firdaus called as I walked out with Najmah in my hands. " I know don't worry" I answered as I walked down the stairs. I walked down the stairs and found my parents sitting in the living room. Thank goodness I wasn't late at all.

" Aww my daughter is so beautiful" Ummah said as I walked to where they sat in the living room. She looked just as pretty as I did. " we all look good Ummah" I answered as I sat beside she and Ummi. " You know we're glad you've found love again honey" Ummi said as she held her hand in mine. " Yes Faryah, you deserve to be happy with Khalifa and I know it's going to be good for Najmah's future, she needs a father figure in her life" Ummah added and I smiled at both of them. " Ummah, Ummi, I know I made the right decision by accepting to get married to Khalifa and I'm more than happy I have all your support" I replied with a big smile. " You have mine to my love" Abbah added as he came closer to where we sat. " I love you all so so much" I replied as I hugged my Ummi and Ummah.

Whoever thought that the mute girl that was a target for every bully in school was going to end up with this amazing family.

I was honestly so thankful to Allah.

For everything.

Alhamdulillah.

" Aww you all look so beautiful" Firdaus called as she walked towards where we sat. Firdaus was wearing a fitted dress with the same lace I used. It was slightly off shouldered. It was cute but something I totally wasn't going to wear.

" Aww my daughter is so beautiful" Ummi said with a wide smile. " of course she is" Firdaus answered as she got down from the stairs and twirled around.

" Here comes the groom" We heard Abbah call as he and Farouk came down the stairs together. He was wearing a white Babban riga, just like earlier but this one looked more beautiful. " Aww" the ladies exclaimed as we watched them come down stairs. " I really cannot wait to see how my grandchildren are going to look like Habibi" Ummah said as she walked closer to her son and husband. " They'll be so beautiful" Abbah answered as he hugged Ummah.

I honestly had the perfect family.

I really couldn't wish for more at all.

I was more than satisfied and happy and it was all thanks to Allah.

Alhamdulillah.

————————Los Angeles, California.

—————————————Olyster textiles 4:00pm. Present Day.

" Sir, I'm here" my secretary said as she opened the door to my office slightly. " Yes come in, I read your letter for three months leave?" My secretary apparently had family issues she needed to attend to in Russia. " Yes sir, my Father actually wants us to come to him, to spend the last few days of his life with him" she said as she stood in front of my desk. " you can sit down" I said as I folded my arms and relaxed on my chair. " Thank you sir, sir I really need to leave for Russia early, please sir, I don't want to get fired and..." I cut her off as I looked more at my Russian secretary. She looked pretty young, early thirties. " uhm it's okay, you can go, but you need to find someone to fill in for you, a temporary secretary for me" I answered as I smiled at her. " well sir, I already handled that, I found someone perfect for the position, she's a pretty young and beautiful lady, she graduated from business school two years ago but she couldn't find a job opening for what she studied. So she works part time in some restaurants and she's a photographer too plus sir, she's not American" why was this woman talking a lot. " She's Arabian" That statement of hers instantly reminded me of Faryah.

My beautiful wife that I didn't treat right.

I had to make it up to her.

" This file has everything you need to know about her" I heard her say as she smiled widely at me and I smiled back. "Okay" I answered and collected the file from her.

" Sir, I'm really glad that you're finally able to smile again. It's been months since I've seen you smile genuinely, is your wife coming back?" I paused and gave her a look that was going to keep her shut.

" I'm so sorry sir"

" it's okay, you may leave now, but before you go, I need you to rent me a condo in Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur and rent me a car also, if possible get me a grey Porsche, I'm going to be leaving for Malaysia by Monday, Ethan will be taking over the company while I'm gone" I said to her. " okay sir, is the temporary secretary coming along?" She asked and I thought to myself. I could use this medium to meet up with our investors in Malaysia. " Yes, she's coming along, book her a hotel as well" I answered.

" How many days will you be away sir?"

" approximately a month" I answered. I needed a lot of time to convince Faryah and at least get to see my daughter.

My Najmah.

That was the name I wanted to call my first daughter.

She granted my wish for me.

" okay sir, is that all?"

" Book appointments with our investors in Kuala Lumpur" I added. " Alright, I'll be handing over the schedule I'll prepare for you to the temporary secretary. Are you going for a vacation sir?"

" You would've love to come along huh?"

" well yes honestly"

" your family needs you" I said and smirked at her. " I'm aware sir, I might be lucky next time" she answered and I smiled a little. " You can go now you know"

" Okay sir, take care of yourself sir"

" you too" I said and smiled at her. " You should keep smiling sir, the office misses it" she said as she walked out of my office.

I had obviously changed over the past year. I had to change. My only source of happiness left me cause I pushed her away.

Even Pamela left cause I maltreated her. Deep down I was as cruel and vile like my father.

Pamela had a miscarriage and no one except me and her knew the cause.

Flashback

——————Los Angeles, California, St Monica, Khalid's Condo.

—————————Few Months ago.

I dragged my almost drunken self into my house in the middle of the night. I was so tired and angry, that was how I always was these days. I walked in and met the lights on, I ignored them. I probably left them on when I left for the office in the morning.

All I wanted to do now was to go up the stairs, take a shower and get into my bed.

I walked up the flight of the stairs that led to my room and I heard clicking of heels coming from where I was headed to. Pamela was here.

" Khalid, we're getting married soon, I won't tolerate this act from you anymore, you need to stop drinking" she scolded as she stopped in front of me as I stood halfway through the stairs. I wasn't ready to argue with anyone talk-less with her. "Pamela leave me alone" I said as I tried walking past her but she stood still in front of me.

She was getting on my nerves.

She was already 7 and a half months pregnant and she was still picking on me. She needed to rest and leave me the hell alone. " Khalid this isn't who you are, Khalid please you need to go back to your old ways, to how you were before Faryah came into our lives" I didn't want to listen to her anymore. I was going to end up not controlling my anger and I was going to beat her up.

Mercilessly.

" move aside" I said as I tried walking past her and she held me back. Almost making me trip down the stairs. I groaned and stopped to look at her as I felt a swift pain flood my cheeks.

She didn't just hit me.

I winced as I gave her a death glare and almost hit her but the image of me hitting Faryah came back flashing in my memory and I decided to let her be. It was the best thing to do.

She held my arm tightly as I tried going up the stairs. What was wrong with her!!?.

I hissed and threw her hand off my arm in anger and heard her scream.

I pushed her.

Unintentionally.

She rolled down the stairs in her heels and I heard a thud as she reached the bottom of the stairs. I thought I killed her.

Her head was bruised and I could already see blood soaking her trousers from her lower region.

I stood in shock as I questioned myself over and over again.

How did this happen?.

I only wanted to pass and she fell. I rushed down the stairs and called out her name. She wasn't responding. I felt her pulse, she still had one, she wasn't gone yet. The blood from her lower region kept on gushing out, faster. Why would she wear heels and white trousers when was almost due???!.

I didn't know what I was going to do if my children died because of me.

I honestly didn't know.

I called up 911 as I panicked from the amount of blood she was losing.

I killed our children. Our twins.

It wasn't my intention to.

I couldn't forgive myself if I lost them.

I couldn't bring myself to.

End of Flashback

And I lost them.

The both of them from a simple harmless mistake. Pamela decided that she couldn't do anything to make me go back to my old ways. She luckily didn't file any case against me cause to be honest I wasn't at fault.

I still blamed myself but I wasn't obviously at fault.

It was an accident.

She left to Rome weeks after the incident happened. She had settled matters with her family so she was welcome in their villa.

Again.

I needed to move on from all the horrible things I've been going through.

For Faryah's sake and for the sake of my daughter. My Najmah.

I still knew I had a chance with Faryah even if she was engaged to the Khalifa man.

Deep down I knew she loved me. She still loves me. It's hard to get over a first love.

I owned her heart and she owned mine as well.

We were destined for each other.

Nothing and no one was going to keep us apart at the end of the long run.

I was determined to get my wife back.

I knew I could do it.

————Columbia, Cartagena.

——————————5:30pm, Miss Ji Hae soo's hideout.

I looked at the board in front of me that had pictures of my main targets and lighted a cigarette. I was going to take each of them down personally. I couldn't trust anyone to gun them down for me. I was going to carry out all operations that had direct contact with my targets myself.

I looked at the board and smiled to myself. My main target had a big family.

She was a fine woman, who recently found her family.

She was the wife of the Vice President of Olyster textiles. Khalid Olyster.

The main reason why my son and HaenBong died was because of her. Faryah.

She had a cute daughter, Najmah and a suitor, Khalifa. She had already separated with Khalid Olyster.

Brandon Olyster was almost getting to his retirement stage so attacking him and his doctor Wife was going to be easy.

Sophia Olyster and Ethan Valentine, married with a baby girl, Kimberly.

Then we had Faryah's family, her parents, Aleeyah and Milton.

She had a twin brother who's going to be on his honeymoon soon with a Nigerian pretty woman.

She also had a sister who recently got married as well, Firdaus and Naim.

Then there was a friend of hers Miriam.

Khalid had a mistress, Pamela, she had an accident that she caused her losing her children with him.

She was going to lose all of them one by one. They were going to lose their family one by one. Just like they made me lose mine.

I had a nice plan all cut out for all of them. I was going to attack their businesses first, then family comes next and they both come last.

I had made sure Uncle Alejo got me female killers to add to those I had before and I had in total about a thousand of them. I still had some of my models from Seoul, I had Shim Seon Ah. She was my right hand now. I couldn't lose her. She was handling everything I needed.

" 좋은 저녁 부인 ( Good evening madam)" I heard her greet as she walked into where I was. I nodded and turned to look at her. Beautiful Seon Ah. "우리는 당신의 리조트를 캘리포니아에 배치했으며 개인 제트기도 준비되었습니다 ( We've arranged your resort in California and the private jet is also ready, we've sent some armouries over)" she said and I nodded at her. " 나는 이미 모든 직원을 캘리포니아로 옮겼으므로 다시 걱정할 필요가 없습니다( I already transferred all our men to California so there's nothing to worry about again)" she added as she stood in front of me with a big smile.

"좋아, 내일 가겠다 준비해( Good, we'll be going tomorrow then, get ready)" I answered. " 알았어 부인( okay, ma'am)" she answered and walked out of the room.

I sat back relaxed on my chair.

They didn't know what they got themselves into by messing with me.

——————————Nigeria, Kaduna.

————————————Smart Kids Ice Cream.

" Gosh Khalifa this is so nice" I exclaimed as I ate the pizza in front of me. " It really is nice" he answered and smiled at me. We got lot of stares when we came into this ice cream place. Like Khalifa said, seeing white people around is rare.

We left the reception immediately after the bride and groom left. Our wedding gift for the newly weds was back in Kuala Lumpur. I really enjoyed the reception. I danced when we the bridesmaids and the bride were walking into the venue. It was a beautiful scene. Plus I enjoyed the food. Like everything about the food was amazing. It was Fried rice and Jollof rice with a huge chicken lap and Salad. It was amazing. I savoured the taste as I ate with Najmah and Khalifa. We also sprayed the couples and we danced with them. It was a pretty happy moment. We also took tons of pictures. We had to. I had a nice chat with Khalifa's father. He advised me to sort things out with Khalid before I met with his family. The Danesi's in Edo state.

Raihannah and Farouk's wedding gave me ideas on what I wanted my wedding to be like.

I wanted to have an intimate family wedding. I didn't want guests. Just those I considered family.

There were lots of people back in the event centre, cousins and all that. Khalifa introduced me to his uncles and yeah I got along with them. I didn't have any issues with any of his cousins, aunts and uncles from his mothers side.

After we were done at the ice cream place we were going to head to Grandma Humairah's place as planned. I was really enjoying the mint ice cream they had here plus their pizza wasn't bad at all. " Najmah's enjoying her ice cream" Khalifa said as he tickled my daughter and she laughed. She looked so cute. Just like me.

Right now, Raihanna was getting ready to be taken to her husbands house and tomorrow they'll be off to Maldives.

I and the others were leaving on Sunday. We had work to attend to.

Staying in Nigeria was nice, getting to know all of them was nice too.

They made me feel welcome and comfortable.

I didn't want to leave but I had to continue my life in Kuala.

Plus I didn't know what Allah has planned for me. But Alhamdulillah.

I was grateful for all what I had now.