Sudan, Khartoum.

***

He leaned back on his chair, pretending to listen to whatever Myra is talking about. Every now and then, his eyes will drift off to the wall clock above the plasma television in the living room.

Two things were on his mind. One, his father has summoned him home to deal with Ya zeezee's martial fall out which in all honesty he was expecting. Baba directs everysingle thing to his already full, sore hands. From his sisters well being to cajoling him into taking his drugs.

He sighed deeply.. Of course, that is his responsibility!

Secondly, Aamirah is still missing. The fact that he has been having weird, unbelievable, confusing dreams is not helping matters.

"Ya Khaleel!" Myra snap him out of his thoughts and he raised a brow.

"Don't beat yourself to it"

Wait..when did aunty kulthum walk inside the living room?!

"Sorry, its just JamJam and Kabeer should be here by now, I wonder what's taking them so long" he reached over to the platter of fruits beside him which he dropped thirty ago. Untouched until now.

"Are they coming with the Private investigator?"

"Yes, I am hoping they come bearing good news"

They fell into an eerily silence, until Myra looked up from her phone with tear filled eyes. "Do you think she is fine?"

He let the fork slip out from his hand slowly, landing beside the platter. "I don't know Myra but I pray so"

The door bell rang and when Khaleel let them in and settle down on the couch, he went straight to the point.

"I have been able to find out everything I can about her uncle but I am yet to find him in particular" the private investigator said and his newfound hope crashed down, unwillingly.

"Tomorrow marks two weeks since she went missing!" Jameelah stated as if the fact was oblivious to the P.I.

"Jamm we will find her InshaAllah" Kabeer assured and their eyes locked for a minute before she looked away pissed.

"It's your job, you do want you know how to do and we will do what we can do.. Which is to pray" he finally replied walking him to the door.

He is trying to be strong but deep down he is breaking, shattering into billion pieces which can be repaired only by Aamirah.

Only. by. Her.

They all went their separate ways, working and functioning like robots. It was when he crashed on his bed that night did everything came weighing down. The tears flowed freely as he drowned himself in his sorrow, blocking everything and everyone out.

His phone rang, but that night instead of turning to his better half for words of encouragement or her bucket overflowing with sweetness and love, he switched the device off and cried out helplessly.

***

He breathe out heavily. "I'm taking the next flight home, how is she holding up?"

"Really? She is okay Alhamdulilah, at least now she is eating" Ya Maamah replied and he nod his head.

"I spoke with Baba few days ago, he wants me to come home and look into the case"

"Oh! He didn't mention that to me"

"He was pretty upset about it, I just hope this works out"

Ya Maamah hummed and Khaleel knew there is more to the story. "What is it?"

"Nothing"

He groaned "Ya Maamah I know there is more, just please tell me"

"Since you are handling the case now, you ought to know Zeezee is pregnant"

He choked on his cuppa quickly grabbing a napkin to clear up his mess. "What? She.. She didn't tell me that!" He stammered.

"She told no one, I saw the signs and I confronted her about it so she broke into tears and confirmed my suspicious"

He piched the space between his eyebrows as if that will help reboot his brain or clear out his head instantly. "Did she tell you the reason behind their fall out?"

"No"

Obviously. She didn't. "I have to get ready for my flight, we will sort this out when I get home InshaAllah"

"Alright, safe flight"

***

Kabeer park the car before turning off the engine and stealing a glance at his friend who made no attempt to get out from the car. "You okay?"

He groaned audibly "SubhanaAllah! I can't leave here knowing she is out there somewhere, and I don't even know if she is safe"

"But Ya Zeezee.. She needs you"

"Of course she needs me, and I will always be there for her. For any of my sisters but.." he took a deep breath. "This is so messed up"

"Will you rather go home to your sister who needs you or stay back beating yourself to it about a girl who is missing?"

Glaring at his friend, he unlocked the door and got down from the car. "Thanks for the ride"

He walked inside the busy airport with his trolley behind him. After checking in and settling down, he sent a quick message to Batool letting her know he will be home today.

It buzzed once, twice, thrice before he joklted out from his nap. "Jamee-"

"Mimi has been found!"

He ran out as fast as he could, his lungs burned and ache for air. His head spun around and around, he had to hold on to his knees to calm down.

Everything happened so fast, one minute he is about to go back home, To Nigeria and the other.. he is standing before a white and gray duplex house with Jameelah and Kabeer with him.

He took a step forward.

Allah knows if Mimi is not in this house as the private investigator claims she is he will lose his mind.

The police knock the door out and with every heavy step he walks down the basement of the dark, empty house his heart skipped a beat.

He stopped in tracks,

Surprise, shock, confusion. overwhelming thoughts ran through his head and he gasped.

For he has found his shy, beautiful girl with the prettiest most shy struck smile on her face.

***

Hello? Hi? Yo!!!

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Who is ready to finally reunite with Mimi? i missed my girl😭

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