Khartoum, Sudan.
2:34 pm.

"Mama I'm worried, she had told me she will be back since last week but she still isn't back. I tried calling her so many times but her phone was not reachable and when I tried calling her today, it was switched off."A worried Salim complained continuously to his mother about his missing wife.

"Have you told her mother about all this ? I thought I've warned you about marrying that woman but you went on and married her. Who knows, maybe she ran away with her lover and left you here in Sudan."Raihana stated and ended with a loud hiss.

She never liked Maryam, she never wanted her son to get married to someone who is not from her nationality and traditions but Maryam found her way into her husband's heart and bewitched her son.

"Mama, this is not the right time to accuse her of anything as such, I'm sure Maryam will never do this to me, what about our son Aamir what about him?"Salima rhetorically asked probably not expecting a reply from his mother.

"What has this girl done to you that you never see her fault in anything, you're becoming a handicapped husband without even knowing."Raihana ranted with another loud hiss. Salim shook his head and was about to say something when his phone rang.

He quickly jolted from his seat and felt the warm tears glide down his cheeks. Raihana glared at him and the phone before turning her attention back to the television where her favorite Indian series was going but in Arabic.

"Hel..."Salim didn't get to finish what he wanted to say when Maryam's disturbed voice interrupted him.

"Salim."He froze because she called him directly with his name which he wasn't used to and plus she sounded so distressed as if she was sick. "I want you to...."Maryam started again but stopped and sniffed quietly.

"Are you okay?"Salima questioned worried but no response. The call was disconnected.

Confused and worried, Salim called her up again, but no answer. He called her up the second time but the same thing, called up the third time and it was switched off.

Raihana smirked and gave him the I told you face to which he shrugged it off and dashed out of the house.

He was sure that Maryam is in trouble.

So he knows exactly where his next destination is;

Nigeria.

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You know every time you wake up the first thing you do is stretch out your arms to relieve yourself a little bit.

But when Maryam tried to stretch her arms. Her arms were not moving, she tried once, twice but all in vain.

Inna lillahi, I'm I crippled ? She couldn't help but ask herself this particular question. But when she tried to open her mouth to complain, something blocked her mouth, something like cloth or rag.

The smell of the room she was filled her nostrils, made her scrunched up her nose to show her displeasure, and she let her gaze wander, taking in the freezing red brick of the walls of the unknown building, the golden squares of uncurtained windows through which the tops of trees could be seen.

"Where I'm I?"the insistent little voice in her mind started. Irritably she kicked the wall with her legs and yelled despite the rag that was blocking her voice from sounding audible.

Yes ! Now I remember I had been kidnapped by a guy on my way back to the hospital.

Oh my Allah ! Aamir where is my child ?

The thought of her child made her struggle even more. There was a movement close to where she was, it was dark she was really scared but still she leaned out to see who it was.

Ya Allah please save me and my child! She mentally prayed closing her eyes tightly.

"How was your night?"

She should've known, Muhammad.

What a great move.

"Oh, you can't answer it."Muhammad giggled and untied the scarf away from her mouth.

Maryam breathed in and out with her mouth heavily before taking a look at him.

"I hope you had a good sleep my love?" Muhammad asked with a toothy grin which Maryam wished she will smack away from his face. How dare he think of kidnapping her, what will he gain by doing so ?

"How dare you."Maryam blared her heart beating loudly due to how scared she was. "Let me go right now before I do something we both will regret."Maryam added in a warning tone.

"Feisty, I like that. That's the first thing that attracted me towards Mufida my Ex-girlfriend."Muhammad slide his hand into his pocket and brought out a pack of cigarette and light it up before shoving it into his mouth.

This isn't something to be surprised of right ?

"Let me go this instance Muhammad, I'm warning you."Maryam added her voice cracking. Muhammad shrugged and blew out the smoke from both his nose and mouth at the same time.

How disgusting.

"What can you do?"Muhammad asked his laughter echoing in the room.

He is right. What can she do ? She is alone here ? No one is aware of it. The mere thought of that brought tears trailing down her cheeks.

She is helpless.

"Please let me go, I beg of you. I'll give you any amount, please."Maryam pleased as she was helpless. Even though a part of her was telling that no matter how much she begs him he wouldn't pity her and let her go.

But why not give it a try.

"Sh*t."Muhammad cursed for no reason and threw the cigarette away.

Thank goodness; Maryam chanted in her head as the smoke of the cigarette was close to choking her to death.

"I hate seeing you cry like this, so I'll let you go."Muhammad remarked shaking his head a little and rubbed his palms on his trouser.

Maryam wanted to form a smile in between her smile but something about his words doesn't seem right, there was no sincerity in what he just said.

"But only if you'll marry me."

God ! What kind of a psychic this man is ? Doesn't he understand the term marriage how can someone who is already married get married again.

"I won't get married to you while you're still married you'll have to call up your husband and demand for a divorce."Muhammad added making everything clear to her.

"I will never get married to you Muhammad, just let me go please."

"What if I kill your dear son?"Muhammad threatened with a dangerous smile plastered on his face.

Maryam shook her head quickly, the tears flowing even more. "My Aamir, please don't harm my son. He is just a little boy. Let me go I'm sure he must be crying and asking where I am."

"I left him sleeping peacefully, and if you don't want him to sleep like that for the rest of his life then take this phone."Muhammad paused and handed her phone to her. "Call up your husband and tell him you want a divorce, I don't give empty threats."

Maryam sniffed and blinked her eyes freeing the tears from her eyelids and slowly, they trailed down her cheeks.

"How I'm going to call him up if you tied up."Maryam stated out of helplessness.

"That's more like it, love."He smiled and untied her hands not after warning her about acting smart with him.

Maryam called Salim up trying so hard not to burst into another fit of tears.

"Salim."Maryam called and looked at Muhammad. He gave her the go ahead and she continued to listen to him.

Maryam was on the bridge of crying when she heard his voice. She closed her mouth with her left hand trying so hard not to burst into tears. "I want you to..."She started but the tears beat her to it.

Muhammad snatched the phone away from her and switched it off immediately. "Dang!"

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