Chapitre 128: The Unfortunate
“Hmmmmm…00030 belongs to Abbas. He left us officially after handing over his son to us. We don’t know if he is alive or not. He kept receiving contracts before he handed it over to the guardian….” Abbas knew that was a charade by Mason to make it official for Aminu to be executing the contracts. It was astonishing that the old man did not recognize Abbas. It seemed dementia was in play.
“We need to find him and know what he has. He and his wife, Aadila. We need them for the Evolution. The only way we can do this without them is having TCO. He has the ability to deduce what we need to start the Evolution.’
“Why is he kidnapped?” Abbas asked.
“We don’t know. I have contacted the FBI chief and our private investigators are into it. This is not good. I hope Mason has no hand in this.”
“What is the Evolution all about?”
“You should not be asking that.” Said the old man. ”Just find what I asked you to do. I want to have a rest.”
“Sir, what happened to the first Grandpappe, Haliru Babangida?”
Abbas noticed a deep breath from the old man.
“Goodbye, Pappy.” The old man said and cut the line.
Abbas knew something must have happened to his father. He had to find out. The old man did not know that he just spoke to the real Tiger 606: 00030.
“Hello.” Petra said, “Amarya.”
Mercy broke into tears.
“SubanAllah! Mercy! Mercy!”
But Mercy could not speak. She let the line cut.
“What is wrong?” Addy asked. They just came back from the States.
“I don’t know. It is Mercy. She just called and broke into tears.”
“What?’
“I have to see her.”
“It is late.”
“I don’t care. Please.”
“I will go with you then.”
“Assalamu alaikum.” Petra said.
“Ameen wa alaikum Salam.” A female voice replied.
Petra and her husband entered the living-room to find Sa'ima provocatively dressed in a tight white jeans and skinny T-shirt. They met her lying on Sule in the living room and did not make an attempt to get up. Sule smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. He tried to lift Sa'ima off his body but she refused.
“You are welcome.” Sule said, and then added force and gently raised her off his body before standing up to shake hands with Justin. Justin and Petra could not understand what was going on. The shock on Petra’s face was so vivid.
What was going on here? Were they at the wrong place? Did Sule have an identical twin?
“Thank you. “Justin said and sat down.
“I guess Mercy told you though it was in Kebbi.” Sule said still smiling.
“Told us what?” Petra asked, pressing the urge to attack him with questions.
“I got married. This is my wife Amina.”
What the heck! Petra could not believe she heard him right. Got married after just a few months.
“Congratulations.” Justin said, controlling his astonishment.
“Thank you very much.” Sa'ima said quickly with a wide smile. She knew Petra was shocked and sad. She guessed Petra was Mercy’s friend or something. To hell with Mercy, her relatives, friends and well wishers. She was up to the task. To hell with them!
“Where is Mercy?” Petra asked, feeling irritated.
“She is in her room. You are free to go in.” Sule said.
Petra could not even thank him. She began to walk when Sa'ima said, “not that way.” Petra paused. What did she mean? She knew Mercy’s room.
“That is my room you are heading to. She is here.” She pointed a finger.
This was too much for Petra. She turned and was just about to go there when she saw Mercy coming out. It seemed she just heard their voices. Ya Allah! Mercy had emaciated. She looked pale, sulky and her eyes were so red as a result of crying.
What is wrong? Petra had to make a great effort to control herself. She did not want to make a scene or create chaos there but she felt like giving to Sule right there. She did not know what was going on but it was obvious. This girl just got married for crying out loud. She was meant to be on honeymoon.
“Petra.” Mercy said with a forced smile. Petra could not feign, she did not smile, she just wanted to be out of the living room. She walked past Mercy who followed her. Immediately they got into her room, Petra asked, with tears in her eyes, “Am I dreaming? What is going on?” Mercy burst into tears and embraced her tightly. They were both crying. It took some minutes before they could talk.
“You never told me anything. I never had the slightest idea. How could your husband get married and you never told me?”
“I got to know three days before the wedding. You were abroad and I did not want to spoil your trip. What would be the essence of telling you then? You won’t stop it, you won’t attend but get moody. Only Mama knows what I am going through but she does not know some details.”
“ I don’t get it. You guys were fine. Just fine. How? When did he get married?”
“Three weeks ago. I guess you guys spent one month.”
“One month and eight days.”
“It started before you left. He started by coming back……” She told her friend how it all started and was going.
“Why did you move in here? The other room was more spacious.”
“He called me a day before she arrived. She wanted the room and I had to move out immediately. I can't even use the kitchen now. He built another small kitchen at the back yard. She owns this one now and I only cook for myself. She cooks for him or use the cook she employed. She runs the house.”
Petra was speechless. She could not even know what she was feeling; she felt anger, pity, fear and confusion. It did not make sense to her.
“Sule agrees to this?”
“He does anything to please her. She said she would let him come to me and stay up till 10:00pm anytime it was my day but she does not even allow him come. The truth is I can’t even stand him. I don’t want him to come. I tried to please him, begged him. All I need is affection and love. Let him just show me that he cares and I am human and worth something. I begged him to allow me get a job. Maybe that would get my mind busy and forget things. He said he would think about it. Now, he says I can’t do that. Sa'ima has not gotten a job and it was not going to befair…..”
“Okay, I don’t want to hear anymore. I just can’t take it anymore. Do me a favour, just keep calm. Do you think Allah is not aware of this? He is and will help us insha Allah. She is wayward from all indication…..”
They heard Ayatul-khursiyu (Qur'anic recitation) being played loudly. It was set to keep replaying.
“That is her.” Mercy said. “That is for you. She will say she is chasing bad spirits away. Anyone coming to me is a bad spirit. Saying Allah is with her and no devil can harm her .This is the life I find myself. I am always locked up here.
I hear them go out, spend time, come back, do their things in the living room and he would not even bother to ask after me.”
“If he is not interested anymore he…….” Petra started but stopped. She changed her mind. She would keep such an opinion first. But it was annoying.
“How was your trip?” Mercy asked.
“Alhamdulillah.” Petra said, not wanting to talk about her happy marriage. She wanted to share the mood with her. “I know it will be alright, insha Allah. Just calm down. I need you to be happy. Did you talk to his mother?”
“Hmmm…I did and they denied it. Sa'ima shed tears, swearing that I am only being jealous. You need to see how she behaves when his relatives are around. She calls me Aunty Dear. Some of them see me as the trouble maker. I gave up.”
“I guess we have to leave. We just returned. Hours of flying.”
“I never expected you tonight. You just came back .I only wanted to say welcome when I got emotional. I am sorry I made you guys come out after such a long trip.”
“How dare you apologize. I just need your to be strong. Eat and be happy. Don’t let them weigh you down.”
Mercy nodded but she knew it was going to be difficult . She just hoped Sule would wake up and have the fear of Allah in him and then come to his senses.
“I will.”
“Okay dear.” Petra got on her feet. “I got you some perfumes and I know you will love them.”
“Hmmm.. who would I wear the perfume for?”
“Come on dearie, You are given up too quick. You have to fight for him. Look gorgeous, wear your sexy clothes, use perfume and fight for your man. If Allah says he would come back to his senses, he would. This is a trial from Allah.”
Mercy nodded.
She did not want to argue. She had tried her best. She did all she could. Sule had gone far. But it was only three weeks. Time shall tell. They met Sule, Sa'ima and Justin in the living room. Amina was lying on his body. Mercy felt her heart aching. Why must they do this in her presence or in the presence of her visitors?
“We are taking our leave.” Petra said.
“So soon?” Sa'ima said, and then began lipsynching on the Quranic recitation. She was casting evil spirits away. Petra felt like slapping her.
“Yes, we are leaving , Amarya.”
She blushed melodMaraahically. “Awwwwwwwnnnnn thank you.” She said rolling her eyes. Petra ignored her and turned at her husband. She could not hide her contempt for Sule.
“Shall we?” She said and Justin who was so sick of Sa'ima’s presence sprang up.
“Good night, Sule.” He said.
Sule shook his hand while Sa'ima stood behind him, with her hands locked with his. Petra and Justin left. Mercy felt as if she should go with them, just be away from this house and just maybe she could find some peace. She returned to her room. Back to melancholy.
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