The palace stood in all its Glory as the beautiful rays of the morning sun blessed the surrounding with its brightness. The gardeners were set to work and so were the maid who were cleaning and arranging the interior of the palace. The big curtain covering the stairs were opened and was showcasing the beautiful twin stairs that stood in the palace. Indeed the GAJAN palace was one of the most beautiful places in the country.

Cairo, Manal, Hadiza and Susu. Were all given separate rooms . Manal was given a very magnificent room that could serve as the living room back in the mansion. This wasn't the room she usually stayed in, it was more beautifully arranged. Cairo stayed in his old room which he had been given since he was born, it still looked The same. With his punching bag hanging on the wall. Hadiza and Susu stayed together in a very beautiful room, but it was not as amazing as that of Manal because she was Cairo's first wife.

*DING DONG!* The huge clock in the palace rang at exactly 9:00AM. It was set by the king father, what he hated the most were people who sleep allot in the morning. He believed that it was better for one to wake up and eat, get ready for the day and then If he pleases take a nap in other to fulfill the sunnah of the prophet Muhammad (SAW). He hated lazy people and inactive humans.

"Everyone should appear at the dining hall before 9:30" The loud voice from the speaker blasted into all the rooms in the palace. Excluding that of the King father for he was a man of great principles and never fails to abide by them.

"Hadiza" Cairo knocked at Hadiza door. She immediately opened it because the loud Clock had already woken her up and not to talk about the annoying female voice from the speaker. God, Hadiza hated the palace with all her might.

"I'm up. Baby why are we here?" Hadiza Asked Cairo while hugging him tightly as he walked in.

"Baby, it's Manal's fault. But I assure you I'll find a way for us to leave this palace" He said. He pecked her cheeks and she smiled.

"I've missed all this days" she said. She kissed his lips lightly. "Me too, let's go before that old man creates a very big scene. And please, stay away from him. If you can, try hard not to cross paths with him. For your own emotional stability, because trust me. My Grandfather is a no nonsense human being and would disgrace you wether your mistake Is little or not" he warned and Hadiza nodded.

"Alright, I'll go and bath" She said.

"Bath?, just brush your teeth's and come out" He said.

"But I feel dirty" she said.

"No, you look pretty baby. Ask a maid to show you to the dinning hall " He said. She nodded and then decided to wake Susu up. Cairo on the other hand decided to leave for the big dinning hall, he was not going to wake Manal up. He'd rather she gets insulted in front of the royal family. Sometimes he wondered why she wasn't made part of the maids in the palace, why did his mother chose her to be his wife. This palace is way much more better than her life with him. He thought as he walked down the stairs majestically. He arrived at the dinning hall and to his utmost surprise, Manal sat wearing a brown hijab that made her fair skin glow beautifully. She looked so nice, she sat next to Afan. They were both having a conversation seeing that it was 12 minutes after nine. And the others had not arrived yet.

"And here is my picture while I was in Paris, I can't wait for you to visit it one day" Afan said happily as he spoke to Manal who was holding unto his phone.

"Good morning brother" Afan greeted Cairo who took a sit which was at the left side of the dinning hall. He first eyed Manal and rolled his eye and then said. "Is there anything good about a morning where I am to wake up in this hell of a palace, huh?. You gossip allot for a man you know." Cairo said to Afan.

"It's not gossip, I was only having my sisters back" He said and Cairo hissed.

"And even if it's gossip, in sha Allah Allah will forgive him because you are a wicked man Cairo" The thunderous voice of his grandfather said and they all got up and stood on their feet's in respect. "I'm sure my Daughter Sayyadah. Your mother, may her gentle soul Rest In Peace. Must be very disappointed in you" He said. Cairo looked down in shame as his grandfather spoke, but didn't fail to acknowledge the fact that Manal was the cause of all the insult he was receiving today.

"I'm sorry Grandfather" His voice came out very calmly. Manal couldn't resist the urge and stole a glance of her husband. He looked very calm as he spoke and no one could fail to see the fear in his eyes.

All the other family members soon joined, and all the women were dressed beautifully in their Hijabs just like Manal. They all looked neat as they took their sits alongside their husbands. A lady wearing a navy blue hijab sat next to Manal and intoxicating scent from her body filed the air around her.

"Asalamualaikum Manal, when did you come?" The lady asked. Manal had seen her before and was shocked when she spoke to her because she rarely spoke.

"I came today, I'm sorry what's your name again?" Manal Asked. The lady smiled and said "It's been long huh?." She giggled "The name is Qudrah" The lady said. Manal repeated the name because it felt good to say it. She liked the name.

"Your name is pretty" She said and Qudrah smiled and muttered a thank you. The maids began to serve the food at exactly 9:30, immediately Cairo checked the clock and saw that it was indeed thirty minutes after nine, his heart skipped a beat because Hadiza had not arrived yet and that would most certainly earn him another insult today. Before he could clasp his lips together, his wife, Hadiza arrived wearing a night wear. She was wearing a baggy trouser and a fitting black shirt that showed the curve of her two woman hood on her chest. Oh, Cairo knew he was in dip shit today.

"Don't you dare come any further you mannerless woman" The mighty lion in the form Of the king Father, ZARMA KHALID spoke!. There was fire on the mountain but only on the path where Hadiza stood.

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