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KANO STATE, NIGERIA.

There are tall glass cases filled with doughnuts, mouthwatering ones, glazed, sugared, powdered, drizzled with frost and so on. A selection of cookies in a red plastic trays by the other end, golden loaves of bread in bins, colourful fruit tarts and glazed gland. The sounds of mixer echoed throughout the cozy place, catch of the cash register, beep of timers going off. There is a creak of an oven hinge door getting closed by a really frustrated baker inside the kitchen.

But that didn't stop the sound of Amirah's racing heart from echoing inside her chest. It sounds so loud that she wanted to crawl off the face of earth and run the opposite direction. How could this keep happening to her time and time again? She is always at the precipice even if she uses her binoculars to clear her way, pooches keep sprouting out unexpectedly and she will have to fall over those precipice.

Sitting right on the chair is the girl Amirah met in the airport three years ago after her divorce with Imad, she was the first person to know about her story even without any of them exchanging their names. She just wanted to ramble on and on about what has happened when she couldn't keep it in then later on decided to make it look like she's dreamt about it but seeing the girl now in front of her looking equally surprised to see her, she is sure that wasn't a dream and that she's rambled it out to her future sister in-law.

"Let's go." Nazir ushered her forward, she use her palm to close another shaky breath but moved forward. She don't want all the sisters finding out about her past, only limited people should.

She knows more than Imad does, more than anyone too. And she didn't even ask for her name till they went their separate ways after landing in Nigeria.

When she stood right before the table, the three young beautiful girls are gazing at her with the same expression, curiosity even the one that knows all about her. It is as if she's finished thinking about what has happened three years ago and is now curious about how they met one another -with her older brother of course. Amirah's heart won't stop palpitating as if she's done something wrong albeit the brother knows everything he needs to know.

But his sister knows more than he does and Amirah won't want her telling him anything, at least not before she tells Imad all that has happened.

"Hi, Amirah." One of the sisters waved looking at her with creased brows, maybe thinking she's turned to a deaf person or even dumb. She stood like a statue instead of being the first one to talk to them.

Nazir stepped in thankfully before she does. "Girls, this is Amirah and Amirah, this is Dahma..." He pointed to the woman that knows all her secrets then moved forward to the most finest amongst the three. "...and she is Nuzha then Heyam."

"Hello." She forced a smile and thanked Nazir for drawing the chair back for her to sit, she did so quietly, allowing the smell of melted butter, coffee and toasted bread to engulf and calm her nerves.

"You are more beautiful in person. Black beauty." Heyam grinned widely, inching closer on her chair to have a closer look at a blushing Amirah.

"Thank you." Her reply is modest, not used to hearing compliments. The last time she's heard one -excluding Husna, Mukhtar and Afaf- other than from the recent ones from her two friends and Nazir, was three years ago.

Dahma didn't say anything but keep looking at her as if trying to study her whole life with that smile then she talked in a hush tone to her brother before the duo stood up after excusing themselves from the table. Amirah's chest hammered in her chest hoping Dahma won't tell him about why their marriage failed. She cannot stand up to go confirm it or they will suspect she is doing something she don't want them to know. She won't ruin something beautiful herself again, not this time around.

She don't expect Dahma to betray her brother because of a stranger, she understands that but she covet the lady won't talk a lot. She should just ask whether she's told him about her past and if the answer is positive, they can leave the matter at that. The girls in front of her are trying to order something while pushing the menu in front of her, her attention is totally unfocused on what is happening. Her secrets should be hidden no matter what.

When the duo came back looking less tensed and stiff than when they left, she felt this arsenal of trouble lifted off her shoulders. Dahma even smiled at her for the first time and she mimicked the action with a nervous one. You never know what they talked about when they left, she won't keep her guard down. Nazir also don't look angry or mad and instead accomplished which she didn't understand but is not about to question now. He will tell her.

"Why haven't you ordered?" Nazir inquired when he saw that his sisters' orders arrived but not Amirah's and she didn't know when the waitress came.

Before she could talk, Nuzha chirped in. "She looks spaced out for a minute there so we allowed her. Now that you two are back, you can order together. Maybe she is uncomfortable without you." The girl gave a reassuring smile to her which she gave back, utterly grateful.

Nazir teasingly stared at her, eyes shining with mischief. "Is that so?" And she blushed, she cannot help it. He is flirting with her in front of his younger siblings. She flushed more from head to toe when the siblings awed and ahed.

"Stop it." She bit her lip, tugging her veil closer to close her face and decided to just do something else like ordering.

Soft fresh bread dripping with melted butter and hot creamy coffee was ordered by Dahma and Amirah went for fudgy cream filled doughnut and hot chocolate and Nazir asked for waffles and black coffee.

The girls interact like long lost friends after that, Nazir chirping once in a while but he is mostly happy that they got along well. His younger brother has brought one lady up to meet them but it was all awkward, with Amirah, it is totally different. He feels proud, the lightness in his chest blooming like fireworks on forth of July. He keeps grinning from ear to ear listening to them talk about books, the name Veiled, Uncouthly Attached and Something About You from wattpad ringing in his ears and bleeding it.

By the end of that tryst, he's heard about two authors named Aisha and Jannah more than he can count. He had to stop them from rambling his ears off about the authors and brought another subject up about the wedding and if they want any events. Amirah downright declined even with the girls insisting she should go with at least girls day and at the end, they agreed with bachelorette night the eve of their wedding.

"It was nice meeting you. And I'll definitely share the link for their new book 'Something About You' because you cannot miss Nufaisa and Arham's love story." Nuzha shook her phone in her hands, showing she's got her phone number.

"Likewise." Damha pulled her into a simple bye bye hug which she returned and gave to the other two girls.

"Tell Ya Nazir that I am old enough to start reading on wattpad too, please." Heyam who just turned sixteen begged with puppy dog eyes at her future sister in-law, Amirah laughed. She's been listening to her older sisters ranting off about the books they've read on wattpad but Nazir thinks she is still to young to read there albeit telling him all her friends read there. He won't have his baby sister doing so.

"I will try my best." Amirah winked then pulled away from the embrace only to bump a little into Nazir but sidestepped to avoid awkward maladroit situation.

"I heard that, Yam!" Heyam stomped on her feet, he called her yam and won't allow her to read on wattpad. It is so unfair!

*~*

The two figures sitting in a car are both quiet because they are meeting one another for the first time even after working for a few days through phone. One of them happens to be a stalker and the other is anonymous, wants the work done without revealing who he or she is.

Currently, the anonymous is wearing onyx hoodie that swallowed their whole built making it hard for the stalker to differentiate whether it is a man or woman, it could be a genie for all he knows.

He's gathered the information that unknown wants and passed the papers he's printed so the person could read through and see what is going on in the person he is asked to stalks life. He's always loved his work because of the surfeit moolah he gets after each session and also the reactions he gets to see after finishing his work. Some will be shocked, galvanised even while others will be merry and cheerful with the result.

Mostly it is the first one though, oftentimes leaving him heartbroken but he moves forward knowing it is strictly professional and no emotions should be mingled inside.

"The marriage is going to take place in a month right?" The anonymous person questioned but the voice is muffled with the hoodie so he didn't quite catch who the voice belongs to, male or female.

"Apparently, but I think they are about to postpone it because his grandfather was hospitalized few days ago and they are close. The grandfather seems to be on his deathbed too so the chances of the marriage getting postponed is high." The stalker answered as professional as he could be.

He has been on this mission for many days to know what has happened about the whole couple but he does not deliver something he is not asked to. He keeps mostly to himself and only say what the other person wants to avoid creating more problems for them. Sometimes you'd think you are helping solve the problems but in reality, you are the real root to it. After one bad experience of bringing a couple together, he stopped trying.

"What about the expenses? The bride is going to take her part?" The anonymous is reading through the papers but is still asking questions to confirm it.

"The bride won't take any expenses because the groom have it all covered." He confirmed, shaking his leg underneath him to keep his words from rambling.

"Make sure this marriage happens no matter what. This might not be your work but browse through the family and find the one who hold the mastery of getting it to happen. It shouldn't get postponed too if that's possible. This wedding must take place." The anonymous' voice took this turn of seriousness that rendered him speechless.

Like the person had said, this is not his work but if they are going to add more cheddar into his account, he is definitely going to make it work. He's got to be in this matter through and through, curiosity is having him whole too. Maybe he needs to find out more about this matter and he knows naught of what this person is talking about. It is a huge circle, he does not know who to suspect.

Many of them would want this marriage to work and one that hired his friend doesn't want it to happen. Two people are playing this trick or maybe even more, they shall see who will win. It is quite interesting if getting watched from the sidewalk. How is he going to go against his own friend to not make the marriage work while he does the exact opposite? Why are these people so complicated like that?

*~*

"You are getting married? Are you serious right now?" Aidah asked, trying her best to keep her words hushed so their mistress won't hear what they are talking about.

"Why do you have to squeal?" Amirah hissed, clamping her hand on Aidah's mouth to stop any sound from coming out of there. She shouldn't have told her about the upcoming marriage but if she doesn't, who will help her close her absence?

She's talked to Nazir about it and he said he was going to use all his connections to make sure the contract is pulled out and she won't have to work. She is not sure whether it is going to work so she told them about it just in case she needs to take a few days off for the wedding. You never know when things like this can come in handy, she cannot depend on Nazir's connection. Sometimes even the strongest ones don't work out.

This is why three weeks to her wedding, she is telling them about it but won't give them the invitation card. How are they going to react if they see Amirah instead of Ameena? And find out she is marrying an attorney while she was working as a maid? Find out she met him in their office while working for Imad? Hehehe, too many secrets will be blown.

"I'm so happy for you, Meena. I wish someone will come whisk me off my feet, I'm tired of this life." Mansura moaned in annoyance, jolting her dark lower lip down to show how sad she is.

She's been married once but it didn't work out with one of her cousins back in the village so her mother sent her away to work in the palace so she won't have to go through the taunts from their family members. She never liked the guy but they forced her into marrying him, that is how she forced him into divorcing her one night and here she is in the palace working her ass off for a fine prince that always makes her sexually frustrated!

"I know right." Lubabatu who recently showed them a disturbing smut video she was watching few days ago, answered.

Jihan says she is always horny because she was once a prostitute before she became a maid. She has started having rounds with few dirty guards in the palace but got stopped by Adda Nana silently -the woman clearly loves her since they are mostly doing all the bads together. Marriage is the last thing on her mind, they all know that but never talk her about it. She says what she wants and does what she wants since her connection is stronger.

"This is so surprising. You didn't tell us about it when it got fixed till now?" Aidah looks hurt as she revealed and it makes Amirah guilty. Why is she always hurting the people around her whether knowingly or unknowingly?

"I'm sorry, it was fixed in just a month. The chamber has been hectic with the royal princesses coming in and out to be with Usayma so I couldn't tell you lots about it." She used that as an excuse since it was true, Usayma manage to score herself a position in the palace now.

But they have not been seeing much of Jannah around the chamber neither has Usayma tried contacting her much after their first secret meeting.

"You are right. But sadly, we cannot be there on your big day but May Allah bless His bounties on you two." Jihan prayed, a small smile gracing her lips.

She is the oldest amongst them and a widow too, she's enjoyed married life more than anyone without any baby. She had some problem during her first pregnancy which didn't end up well and she had a miscarriage. She's told them a lot about herself.

"Thank you." She didn't tell them how much she despises that prayer and the word 'bounties' because it didn't work out on her first marriage. She just needs to be more faithful with this one.

Anonymous!

See the way I'm updating anyhow? I'm taking it off as soon as I'm done, yeahhhhh.

Anonymous o😹 e choke. Who is anonymous? Male or female? Hiring a stalker? Or is it private investigator?