Chapter 31

"What's wrong with you?" He asked but she never answered. "I want to go finish cleaning the kitchen," she muttered instead. He looked a little furious but that was how his face actually was. She lowered her gaze as she fiddled with her fingers. "Come let me take you home. You need to get some rest." He started walking to the door without waiting to hear what she had to say. She had no choice but to follow him. Luckily, she was done with everything except mopping the kitchen. He was already in the car when she came out. She entered the car before he drove out of the house. The pain rises again, her face closed in a grimace. Her period wouldn't start till after few days but she was already in pain. He looked at her before he parked the car by the roadside. "You haven't told me what's wrong with you. We should go to the hospital," he suggested but she shook her head. "I have my drugs at home, the moment I get home I'll take it and get some rest." He nodded his head because he knew if he still insisted she might get uncomfortable. He dropped her off at home and headed to Yusuf's house, as he did most of the time. He met him in his living room going through some files. "Doctor Yusuf," he exclaimed as he settled down beside him on the three seater. It stills shocks him that his unserious cousin, Yusuf was a medical doctor. A whole doctor. He never takes anything serious especially when they were speaking about a serious matter or when they were in trouble. "Amira's one and only," he spoke teasingly. Muhsin hissed and turned his gaze to the working tv. "I just stated a fact, not that I am lying." Muhsin shrugged as he pretended like didn't hear his statement. He rubbed the space between his eyes with a sigh. He was sad but what was the point? Why be sad of something which has already happened? When he gets sad, it's like being stabbed in the heart a thousand times without dying. "Sabr my brother, have patience. Don't forget that Allah will never burden you with something that is beyond your capacity to deal with. And with hardship comes ease. And nothing is temporary, surely your happy days would come." He smiled, not gazing at Yusuf. He was right. And there were many people with much worse situation than his. And everything was just a matter of time. Surely this will pass one day. "Alhaji, I don't understand what you mean? Why do I have to go with her? She can stay home with the maids. And besides, I be there for just two days." Alhaji adjusted his Babban Riga before he packed his phones into his pocket. "The next time you will argue with me, Halima, you will not like the other side of me. I have told you you're going to Yola together with Dalia tomorrow and thats final. You better go inform her to start getting ready." He finished speaking and left her in the room. She hissed infuriated and headed out of his room to hers. She sat down on the bed and and picked up the intercom from her side drawer. "Tell that girl Dalia to pack some of her clothes, we're traveling tomorrow for two days." She spoke when the maid picked up and before she responded, mommy ended the call. Amira call came through the moment she dropped the intercom. She picked up her phone and answered the call. "Mommy I've been calling but you weren't picking. When are you coming to yola? We are leaving this afternoon and you know I can't stand those annoying people!" Her mother sighed and rubbed her temple. "Till tomorrow amira, and you better behave. They're your in laws. If you keep misbehaving and push him to the wall, whatever he does to you don't even come here complaining. I have told you." She ended the call before amira could even say another word. Amira looked at her phone and groaned. Why is everyone not on her side but Karima? She knows whatever she's doing is the right thing. If they fight her she fights back, that's a must. She stood up from the couch and headed to her room. She opened the drawer and bought out her most expensive laces and atamfa. Her eyes caught sight of her gold set on the dressing mirror. She smiled happily and took them. She knew he would definitely return them eventually. She happily arranged them back in their box before she started packing the things she knew it would be useful for her. After an hour, she was done. She rushed into the bathroom to have her bath because their flight was by 2pm and it was past 12noon already. She stepped into the shower, toes flinching as they touched the chilled ceramic floor. Her mind was in shreds; she couldn't stop thinking about their trip. Deep within, she was afraid. Afraid that if she pushed them too hard they wouldn't hesitate to deal with her. She knew if it wasn't for Muhsin, the last time she met them, they would've beaten her up. She hissed slightly as she turned the dial, new and metallic, releasing thousands of warm water drops. He entered her room and looked around. He exhaled tiredly when he heard the water droplets from the shower. He waited patiently till she came out. "I though I told you we were leaving one hour thirty minutes to the flight?" He furiously stared at her. She shrugged and walked over to her dressing mirror before she dragged the vanity stool and settled down. "I will be ready in ten minutes," she responded not gazing his way. He hissed and stepped out of the room to the living room downstairs.