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"Are you always sad?" Ghadbaan dropped the gun in his hand and stare at the girl. If he were her, he won't dare talk to someone like himself. He looked too scary but she wasn't scared of him. He won't blame the girl; she was too naive. She was the same girl that stepped on his leg. Since he spared her, she became so free with him which he was gradually warming up to.

"Don't you hear my name?" He aimed his gun at a tree and shot. Over the years, he sometime wished he was that tree. It would be better to be lifeless than to be in that forest. Grief was a small world to describe what he was actually feeling each split of a second.

"Why did you bring us here?" He clenched his teeth trying to control his anger. It was a question that he, himself doesn't have an answer to. He was also brought there by force.

"Get lost!" He fired at her. The girl didn't shake or flinch. He doesn't like the way she was bending his emotions.

"Shoot me please. I'm tired of this whole place. Although you're the leader here it seemed like you neither like the place." She blabbed. Jameel wished he had someone to beg too. Every other jihadist believed they were striving in the path of Allah and were going to paradise when they die.  They had been brainwashed and folded in a dark sheet.

"I advice you to leave this place before I change my mind." He had always wanted to kill himself but he knew it was highly forbidden. He had tried running away a number of times but he ended up being caught.

"Okay one more question?" He looked at her sharply. The nerve of the girl was surprising him. Wasn't she afraid of him? Oh, what's to be afraid of? The girls have seen the bad, ugly, ugliest and worst of all things. Their heart must have been stoney hard by now.

"Why do you pity women?" She asked the question that took him off guard.

"Who tell you I pity them?"

"It's not like you said it. It's clear in your eyes and I had never seen you seclude with one although that's the habit of all of you here."

"What is your name?" He dismissed what she said earlier.

"Fadimatou." She answered with no hesitancy.

"No wonder." He adjusted the mask on his face and began to roam about.

"You have my sister's name." He told her. He had never opened up to anyone since he got there.

"My name is Jameel." He added, only for him to hear the sound of gunshot. He quickly turned around and saw Fadimatou down on the grass with blood gushing out from the back of her head.

Ghadbaan went on his knees and held her. To his dismay, Fadimatou was gone. He looked at the direction of the gunshot and saw their leader.

"Women are our weakness," The hefty man marched towards him, rotating his gun.

"Since you begin to open up to her, someday she might persuade you to leave here. And I won't let that happen. Sorry." He patted his shoulder and left.

Ghadbaan took her head in his lap and stared at her. It has been ages since he had a tear in his eyes.

"Rest in peace Fadimatou." He blew some prayers on her face. He bathed her as per Islamic rite, prayed for her and dug a grave for her. He buried her alone. That was the best thing he could do to Fadimatou.

Ghadbaan considered Fadimatou as a lucky one since she got the decency to be put in a grave. Other corpses were left for worms to feed on before they eventually decay.

That night, he shed tears and remembered his family. He avowed never to knot any friendship tie ever again.

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Muhseen stared at himself at the mirror. His beard was bushy so was the hair on his head. He now understood why people were giving him weird looks at work. He was literally looking like someone who escaped from a mental asylum.

He began to shave his beard while he think of how his future was going to look like. He couldn't figure out what made him the way he became. Was it because he lost his father or because he lost Fatimah?

He was about to enter his bathroom when he heard his mother calling him. He sighed. She was also a great contribution to his new condition.

"Now look at how fresh you look." She brushed her hand on his face before she sat beside him. Muhseen looked at her through his mirror. She was the same woman he knew before his father's death.

"Mother, it looks like you're not shaken at all." He spilled it out. It killed him to see her nonchalance considering his father's death. Honourable Bala might not be a good father to him but the fact that he was his father would never change. No matter how bad he was, he still loved him. The love was natural.

He had took care of him right from birth, put him in good school, shape him into a good man and gave him a luxurious life. That was all he could ask for and he has gotten it from his father.

Muhseen knew what his father did was inhumane, and selfish but till his death, he still had a portion of respect for him. It doesn't matter that he did a bad thing. It was between him and God.

"Your father has been a he-goat for all his life." Dr Muhseen's heart twisted at the moment. If it were someone else not his mother, he would have beat that person to fractures.

"Mother please stop it. I get it, he's betrayed your trust but stop saying bad things about him. He's already dead, all he needed is your prayer." Muhseen felt like his heart was ripping apart.

"Pray...what? Over my dead body." She spat. Dr Muhseen looked at her for a few seconds before he dashed into the bathroom. He couldn't stand another minute beside his mother while she insults the man that gave birth to him.

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Maleekah let her phone rang twice before she checked the caller ID.

"Babes." She cooed on picking the call.

"Don't babe me. Leek is what you did fair? No, what did I commit to deserve such? What happened?" Leek smiled as she heard Mimi rambled. The heaved a sigh of relief before she began talking.

"Calm down Mimi. What is the fuss all about? Calm down. What are you even talking about? Oh, my wedding with sweetheart? I'm sorry I couldn't reach you on phone to explain things to you." She raised her eyebrow, thinking of an answer to whatever Mimi would say.

"Explain what? Leek I don't understand at all."

"Okay let's put it this way. He said I shouldn't invite my friends because he thinks I will be getting married and I don't need the influence of friends around me."

"Does that makes sense Leek? I'm not getting it at all." Mimi let out a loud sigh of confusion.

"You know how we girls are, we tend to be influenced by friends over things that's why he asked me to cut all ties with my friends. He promised to be there for me." Leek made sure her door was lock so that Sadiqu won't eavesdrop.

"Okay." Mimi replied in a hurtful voice. If what Leek said was the truth, does she count as that bad friend too? If Sadiqu was to prevent Leek from contacting her friends then Mimi was not supposed to be included.

"I hope you're not hurt." Leek asked.

"I'm good. Bye." Mimi cut the call. It was obvious Maleekah doesn't want her involved in her life anymore. She won't push further, she was going to take things as they were. Everyone should live the life they desired.

As for Sadiqu, she would never talk about him again. She will erase him from her mind and forget she ever knew someone like him.

Her cat meowed, circling her leg. She picked it up and decided to give it away. There was a little hesitancy in her heart though. Should she act fast? Should she wait a little and confirm Leek wasn't joking with her?

She was in reverie when she heard the call for prayer. She gasped because she hasn't pray Zuhr yet. Mimi quickly performed her ablution and forgot about Leek and her so called darling husband. No, poor, deceptive darling husband. Whatsoever.

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Sadiqu was about to make a Uturn on his way back from work when a CRV jeep car hit the bumper of his car. He hissed loud, turned off the ignition and stormed out, ready to pounce whoever to it was.

"Are you blind?" The lady was already out and shouting at him. One of her headlights had crashed too.

"You?" He looked at her. Mimi didn't even noticed he was the one because her eyes were full with fury.

"Do I know you?" She asked, in a stammer.

"What a small world. We always meet by accident. How have you been?" Mimi hissed. Tsk. Tsk. Look at who was trying to be innocent.

"I think you are mad person. Or maybe you're using your rotten leg to think." She turned to leave. Sadiqu wasn't hurt. He was extremely elated that he has finally seen her. He missed her.

"I know you're forming. I didn't invite you to my wedding because Leek said she doesn't want any female friend of mine to attend." What? Mimi rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe these two actually took her like a ball. Leek to roll her to the other side and Sadiqu to kick her out of the court.

"I'm a married woman. Excuse me." She turned to leave. Mimi held the handle of her door.

"You must pay for ruining my headlight. You useless poor cheater." She opened the door.

Sadiqu felt anger building up from within him. He hated insults.

"And again please, send my regards to the Hajiya you call wife. The one that clothes you, feed you and gave you a car to ride on." She spat and beamed at the way Sadiqu's chest was going up and down.

"Mijin Hajiya. Henpecked man." She added. A loud sound resonated. It took Mimi a whole minute to register what just happened.

He slapped her?

That was the second time she was being slapped. The first time was when he slapped her back there at London. Well she wasn't letting this one go. She looked around, spotted a big stone and dropped it on the windshield of Sadiqu's car. The glass shattered into myriad pieces immediately.

People have started gathering but she didn't care. Sadiqu was checking his car when she took him unwares and slapped him back.

"This is the true colour of Mimi Bashir. I'm sure you kinda forget it so a little reminder won't hurt. Huh?" She rolled her eyes. Before people intervene, she was under her wheel.

She hit the car once again before she zoomed away. Mimi felt some relief after venting all her anger. She hated it when someone was downgrading her sense or playing her around.

He told her he loved her when they were on the plane on their way back from Benue. She trusted him, waited for him to make a move only for her to realise he was playing her around.

She blinked back her tears when she remembered the day she found that he was only being nice with her to betray her. She might have concealed this part from the outside world, but it hurted her.

"I'm only playing her around." He had told his friend whom happened to be her cousin.

"She's a spoilt brat, I have to teach her a lesson. I will make her believe that I love her before I marry her bestfriend." She read the chat from her cousin's phone and acted like she didn't know.

She continued to be friendly with him thinking that it was all a joke until when he told her he had made a formal introduction to Leek's family.

She had masked off her feelings with a smile and congratulated him. Thank God she was seeing General at that time, it would have hurt more. But still she wasn't believing that chat was true. She was still hopeful.

"I love you so much but I'm not selfish. If you love General, then so be it. You can give him a chance. But always remember I love you." She could still remember how deceptive his voice was. How holy he behaved. How he acted like he was going to marry Leek unwillingly.

And now, after getting married, without her being invited, he wanted to be formal with her. It would never be possible. He had played with her emotions and she will never allow him to try that ever again.

She refused to be broken by a man. After what she did today, she felt a lot better. General Aliyy was better off for her. She would use all her might to love him in all the ways possible.

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Aw aw, Mimi that was too harsh.

She overreacted, didn't she?
Was that enough reason?

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