"What did I hear about you threatening to take Ruqayya's baby away from her? She hasn't even given birth and you are already threatening her. Why are you doing all these things?"

"You have no right to question your mother. Remember everything I did was for you and your brothers " Adama closed her eyes and massage her head, slowly. The past few days have been very stressful for her.

"I am starting to doubt that because I see no reason why you should threaten someone like Ruqayya. She doesn't deserve all these things happening to her. You are suppose to be ashamed and keep ask for her forgiveness each time you see her, but you are doing the opposite. Don't you at least feel guilty about your crimes? I wish I didn't come to this world through you"

"Aliya!" Adama bellowed and slap her hard across the face. "Don't you dare talk to your mother in that manner again!" She glared at her so much that her eyes might hurt later.

Aliya scoff and look away. She would have been scared if it was someone else, but her mother? Nah!

"A mother that uses her sons to destroy someone else's life. What sort of mother is that? A mother that payed someone to murder her niece best friend all in the name of revenge! A mother that instructed her sons to rape their cousin simply because you want to make your own sister suffer! Because you wanted to humiliate her! Are you worthy of being called a mother?" Aliya blink back her tears, trying to control her anger. "Why did you involve your own children in your evil game? Why?"

Adama look away and sat down on the couch not because she regrets her actions, but she wanted Aliya to leave her room.

And yes she is behind everything that is happening to Ruqayya and her mother, but how did Aliya find out?

"Do you think of me before doing all these things? Do you ever see me in Ruqayya's shoes? How do you think her mum feels about all these things? Have it at the back of your mind that you will be caught one day and you will have no one to support you that day. I hate you!" She walked away leaving her mother in the room alone. She is well aware the way she treats and talks to her mother is not right, but the woman keeps making things difficult for her.

Adama closed her eyes and relaxed on the couch. Aliya knows more than she should. It's risky having someone that knows so much about her. Maybe it's time to take her out of the way. She smiled thinking of her new plan. A child can never be smarter than the mother.
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"I need a pack of Benzodiazepines tomorrow. Don't bring it to the house. I will come and collect it"

Adama threw her phone on the bed and hissed lightly.

"What is that?" Sameer asked, startling her. She forgot the door is open and someone could hear.

"Uhm...nothing serious. My ex colleague needs it for her patient"

Sameer nodded, not convinced. His mother is nervous, why?

"The plumber is here. He said I should call you"

"I will meet him downstairs" She left the room so Sameer won't think she is hiding anything.

Sameer carried her phone and unlocked it. He scroll through the call log to check who she was talking to. He doesn't trust his mum at all.

"Om218" Sameer read out the name. What sort of name is that and why will his mum save the person's number like that? He shrugged and kept the phone on the bed. His mother can be very strange.

"Sameer!" He heard her loud voice from downstairs. "Bring my purse please"

He nodded and facepalm knowing she can't see him. He replied her and walked downstairs with the purse .

"Here it is" He gave her the purse and left.

"Thanks" She rolled her eyes and face the plumber.

"I hope you repaired the zinc very well? I don't want a repeat of last time" She counted out the plumber's money from the purse and gave it to him.

"Thank you so much madam. The zinc no go give you any wahala"

"Okay oo"

"Bye bye ma"

Adama chose to ignore him and sit on the couch.

"I just remember something" The plumber said earning a glare from Adama.

"What?"

"Somebody give me this envelope when I come your house this morning" He brought out the envelope from his bag and gave it to Adama. "The man say make I give you or Madam Hassana your sister"

Adama raised her eyebrows, wondering what might be inside the envelope and why did the person have to send the plumber?

"You know what? Just knock on the next house gate and tell the gateman to give it to Hassana" She gave him the envelope back and massaged her forehead. She can't waste her time reading what is in the envelope when she has other things to do.

The plumber nodded and walk away. He was about to open the door when Adama's voice stopped him.

"Give me the envelope" She got up from the couch and walk to the door.

"But you..."

"Just give it to me" She glared at him and collected the envelope. Whatever is inside must be important. "Leave"

The plumber shrugged and left the house.

Adama rolled her eyes and walked to her room, holding the envelope. She locked the door with the key and quickly opened the envelope. She is curious to know what is inside.

"Pictures?" Adama furrowed her eyebrows. Why would anyone send pictures to her? She turned the pictures around to see who it is.

"Inna lillahi waina ilayhi rajiun!" The pictures fell from her shaky hands.

"Wha-what is this?" She blink back her tears and covered her mouth with her hands so no one could hear her. She will be doomed if anyone sees these pictures. Who could have sent them? The pictures weren't meant for Hassana. The pictures were meant for her. The person wanted her to see it not Hassana.

"Adama!" She heard her husband's loud voice calling her. "Adama!" He knock on her door, startling her. Could he have seen the pictures?  She quickly packed them from the floor and put it back inside the envelope. She hid it under the bed and wipe away any trace of tears on her face.

She gulped nervously and opened the door for her husband.

"Why did you lock the door?" He entered inside the room and sat down.

With a fake smile on her face, Adama replied him. "I-I was resting and I didn't want the kids to disturb me"

Her husband frowned and narrowed his eyes at her. She looks nervous which is unusual of her. He shrugged mentally and nodded.

"I actually want to talk about something important"

Adama's heart skip a bit. What if he saw the pictures and he wants to question her? What will she say to him?

"Are you okay?" He asked, staring at her.

"Ye-yes" She smiled at him which was obviously fake.

"Okay" He sat up and tap the space beside him. "Have your sit"
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"I am sure she has seen the pictures sir. I gave it to the plumber who was there to work for her. I stayed there till the plumber was done to confirm if he gave it to her."

"I am going to send your balance now since you have completed your work. Make sure no one sees you going out of here." A man probably in his late sixties said, sipping on his cold hibiscus tea.

"Thank you so much sir and I will make sure no one sees me" The guy left the slightly dark room and closed the door behind him.

"Adama" The man called out her name, laughing. "I am going to make sure I ruin your life." The man laugh out loud, earning a slight chuckle from the guy beside him.

"I would love to see her reaction when she sees those pictures we sent her" The guy sitting beside him said.

"We have to be very careful. Adama is very clever. I am sure she is looking for those who sent her the pictures already. We can't risk being caught." The man said, staring at the table in front of him.

He has always dreamt of ruining Adama's life after what she did to him and it seems his dream is about to come true.

Who else feels like slapping Adama? That woman is🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

What is happening? Any guesses? And the pictures?

I am sorry for the short chapter 🙏

Love you all❤️