"The King took an unofficial visit to Kaduna..." Umma started.
"And he left with only your Father, his driver then, they where to spend two days there, but they where no where to be found after one whole week..."
She sniffles softly, becoming emotional which made Nawal to place her hand on her Mother's hand, she understand that whatever she is about to say is extremely hard on her.
Umma, sighed gazing at her daughter then continue with. "And the second week it was finally announced that they are both..both...mis...missing..." She said with great difficulties.
Just thinking about those memories she buried deep down in her mind brings free raw pains to her. Leaving her family didn't scared her half the way she was shakes when Mahmud went missing.
"It was announced on the radio that day..." She continues. "At first at couldn't believe it, I deny it with all my mind, but everything crumbles when a
Nawal's POVEverything has been bubby rockey in the pass couple of weeks. Am doing as much as I can to forget what I learn about Aswan and thank God I got the perfect distraction.The king pass his verdict two weeks ago, Since Umma Magajiya is still his wife like he said, when he gather all the close royal family members. Which includes just her children, Mami, She Umma Magajiya then, The Prince, Farida and I.It's his duty to protect her dignity even though he can't stand looking at her face and it will be shameful for somebody like him, at his age to divorce his wife.So Umma Magajiya was strip of her tittle, and all the wealth and other possession she accumulated after her marriage to the King is seize which will be donated as charity for Nuwaira's sake. And from then on, she is just the wife of the King, even her maids are taken away and they left her wi
Nawal's POVA sharp pain hit me from my lower back which made me to jolt in my sleep. I ran my hand over it as it disappear as if it wasn't there.I sighed in relief, the pain has been disturbing me for quite sometimes now, I brush it off thinking is the pregnancy since is growing everyday, but I think I just have to complain the next time I go for anti natal.I groan moving to check on the time, that's when I felt something holding me, preventing me from moving. Scared, I move slowly and turn on the bedside lamp."What the hell" I murmured when my eyes lands on the person. If my head is not playing tricks with me, he is supposed to be with his wife, not me. HIS other wife.I watch him in dismay as he groan and open his eyes clearly because of the way am moving. He gaze at me with his sleepy eyes then remove his hands that's preventing me from moving, Then
Third Person POV.Nawal's stares at the innocent baby in her arms as tears keep rooming down her face.They have just concluded the 7days prayers, and little Farida was with Farida's family all this while, but she was brought to Mami's side today, with her caretaker.From the day Farida passed away, the moment Nawal set her eyes on the girl, she fall in love with her. Even right now that she is sleeping peaceful in her arms.The thought of how Farida would have celebrate cross her mind. She sure knows that the whole Nigeria, not just Kano most celebrate this.Nawal chuckles in self pity, that's how we go about everyday, planning a lot of things not knowing whether we will even live to see the day or not.Nawal watch as the baby girl slightly open her eyes and set them on Nawal. "Hi baby" Nawal whispers as she felt her heart beat for the girl.
"What in the hell are we doing here" Nawal asked with a gritted teeth as she stares at her husband with Asmy standing beside him.She just woke up this morning after she sleeps for three days straight after her surgery and almost lost it when one of the nurses mention about being in Aswan."Let's go and see our baby" Prince Fahad said gently as he holds her arms. He is not about to pick a fight with her when he almost lost her in that surgery.Is about 6 days now after they got to Aswan, and Nawal lost her consciousness since the day they left Kano which is why she doesn't even know where she is. The surgery went well, she did suffer from some complications that result her to stay in the ICU for two days, that's why she couldn't woke up early, but now that she is awake, the Dr's said they'll continue with the IV therapy which will at least last for two weeks.Since the baby was premature he was place in incuba
Asmy was in Aamal's personal garden. She was supposed to be in the hospital, but Nawal wakes up and was throwing tantrum at them that's why she left her and with her husband and came here for the time being.She is currently waiting for Aamal, cause she said she is going to visit Nawal but she got an urgent call, which was meeting the press for something Asmy didn't know.She was snapping some pictures with the camera that Nawal got for her on her trip to Dubai when she heard her full name been call. Turning to face the distraught old woman who is walking in her full speed without any thought to her health.Asmy stood there curious, thinking of what could possibly make the woman look this worried, but the moment she spot her phone on her hand, her face become pale instantly, she plug the phone to charge inside and her screensaver happens to be the picture she, her parents and Nawal, snapped on Nawal's wedding day."
Third Person POV"Mommm" A tiny voice shouted with a giggles as she ran into Nawal's closet.Nawal turn her head from where she is seated, in front of her vanity mirror as the make up artist apply make up on her."Stop running baby..." Nawal stated when Mamakulu enters the room running after the girl.Farida giggles again as she crawl on Nawal's lap still giggling softly."She..re...refuse...to..." Mamakulu try to say panting as she bend down to catch her breathe.Nawal chuckles softly then nods her head towards Mamakulu and said "Don't worry Mamakulu, just bring her clothe I will get her ready myself".Mamakulu smile and walk out of the room then she return shorty with a blue color dress.Farida looks at it as she squeals and said "We're wearing these same" while pointing to Nawal's own gown that's lay on the chest drawer