《Destined Hearts》Chapter 54 :kidnapped
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I woke up from slumber , tried stretching my body but it was all stiff and sour. I tried getting up in a sitting position and then realized that my hand was all tied up. Everything rush back to me.
I was kidnapped
How am I going to escape?What am I going to do, I look round the room if there was any way out. All the windows and doors were locked and from the way I see the place, it look like an abandoned factory.
Ya Allah, please save me. Will I survive this? Who did I offend that want to hurt me?
" finally the princess is awake " a voice brought me out of my thoughts
I look at the direction the voice was coming from and I saw my abductor
" you disgust me, how can you low yourself to this level. This isn't who you are" I gritted out
" please let me go, I don't have money with ne. You of all people should know that"
" Ameera, Ameera... You should know that people change. I change, I need to do this" he tutted
" but why? This isn't who you're. You are not a kidnapper" I tried reasoning
My abductor laugh at me " who said I was a kidnapper , I'm only following orders."
I sigh in frustration " please, I beg you with almighty Allah let me go. Just tell me how much you want and I promise to go helter shelter to look for the ransom. Please I bed of you" I cried out
My abductor laughed at my misfortune " you deserve all that is happening to you. Especially now that I heard you and amir are not on good terms"
" please what do you want from me"
" shut up and let me talk. You might not be on speaking terms with your husband but I know that when he hears of your disappearance, he will care. After all he is our main target"
" please don't hurt Amir, please "
"you are stupid Ameera, you still care for that bastard after all he had done to you"
" please I beg of you don't do anything to him." I sobbed
My abductor look at me in disgust and turn to leave
" please wait, don't leave me alone here. Please let me go, I promise to pay what ever ransom it is that you want but please let me go"
" someone please help me" I shouted
My abductor only laugh at me
I can't stay here alone, the place is scary and has this feeling that it was abandoned for so many years.
" Wait for my boss to decide and if you like shout all you want. No one will hear your scream, we are in a deserted area. My advice for you is to save your self the stress of screaming . " with that he left
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" NO PLEASE ,WAIT" i bellowed
Who is this boss in the first place. I thought it just my abductor alone and now I got to know that there are more of them
Ya,allah please save me
I quietly sob, I tried releasing my tied hand but was all in vain.
" someone please save me. Help me please"
" help" I kept screaming for help but as my abductor had said ,no one can hear me after all we are in a deserted area.
I need water, my body is becoming weaker from all my shout. " please help me"
" someone please hel...." I became unconscious
At the mention of hafsat's name I knew Ameera wasn't happy about it. It showed on her face that she didn't expect me to call hafsat for a dance and the way she flee out of the hall says it all.
I love every bit of jealousy she wear on her face, I don't even know whether to call her expression jealousy bcoz due to her wayward ways, I don't even know if the expression was even sincere.
" yaya the song is so romantic " hafsat brought me out of my thoughts . We were still on the dance floor dancing .
" yeah it is "
" we really match yaya, I don't even know what you saw in that Ameera of a thing "
" Don't talk about her like that, hafsa" even if Ameera and I aren't on good terms I just can't watch hafsa say something like that about her .
" sorry"
" you better be. If you may excuse me I need to make a call" I left her there on the dance floor.
I brought out my phone to call Abubakar, he is hindatu my cousin's husband . He is on his way to Nigeria, I want to confirm if he had landed yet or not. He was planning to make it a surprise for his wife.
" Ameeru my man" came his voice. I hate it when he calls me that. I can't blame him coz he just love teasing people and that is now his everyday routine. You won't believe me when I tell you that he also has a nickname for my father, a whole Sani Bula.
" you just won't stop"
" you of all people should know that I'm never going to stop calling you with that name. It a name I'm going to keep calling you till infinity. Just bear with it"
I shake my head at his stupidity even if he can't see me
" so how is my lovely wife. I hope you guys aren't stressing her with all the party and all that"
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" see this man fa,what you are trying to say now is that she shouldn't stress too much sai kace yar bill Gate(like bill gate's daughter) . To tsaya kaji, yaran bill gate ma suna haiki a gidan uban su( let me tell you something, even bill gate children do work in their father's house not to talk of your wife)
" kai kasan wan nan( It's only you that know that one). Whether bill gate children work or they don't work all I know is that my lovely wife shouldn't be stress"
" you're insane man. Anyways, are you already in Nigeria? "
" we have few minutes before entering Nigeria. How is your madam? " he asked
" she is fine" I tried making my voice subtle
I guess I failed miserably because he noticed it " are you alright amir?"
" yes, of course I'm good. We would talk later when you land, goodbye" I handed up
Abubakar is like a brother to me than a in-law. We haven't been in contact since forever. My dads birthday sure helped in reuniting with my lost relation who were also present for the party.
I blew out a breath and walk to the direction of our table. I watch how my parents were wrapped around each other dancing to the love song. I wish that was Ameera and I. I miss us, I miss every minute we shared together.
You still have time to mend everthing, a voice from my head said.
What time do I have? I don't think I can forgive her for cheating but I can overlook the plan of a thing. I think we both need space and that is final.
" yaya Amir, yaya Amir..." hindatu shouted as she rush to me
"Was it true that my husband called" she asked breathlessly
I gave her a confused look, who told her?. I'm sure abubakar said he wanted it to be a surprise so I asked her instead.
" who told you? " I asked
She look at me like I was stupid " were you not the one who asked Sadiya to call me? "
Me? I didn't
" I didn't tell Sadiya to call you. Why would she lie about something like that? " I'm confused now.
What is wrong with sadiya. Maybe she heard my conversation on the phone and thought it dimmed for her to tell hindatu who now was happy to know whether her husband called or not.
" you mean she is lying then? " she asked sad
" That question has two answer. Which is yes and no"
" yaya I don't understand "
" OK, lets put it this way.I didn't tell or requested Sadiya to call you and the other answer which is yes is that your husband is few minutes left to be in Nigeria "
She squealed out loud in happiness." So it's true then that he will soon land . I'm so happy yaya"
I smiled at her in surprise. I never knew hindatu could be this childish at the mention of her husband, she has always been this reserved lady who usually keeps to herself.
" I can see that you are"
" I have to give him a call. See ya" she said and then left.
That's the power of love, it makes you do the unexpected . Will I be able to experience such thing again? Love
I walk towards the out door. I really need that some fresh air. But first I need to talk to Sadiya,what gave her the right to listen on my conversation. I check the area I was standing maybe I might see her. She wasn't there. I decided to just go outside but the door open and sadiya came in
Just who I'm looking for. She held my gaze
" sadiya, come here" she noticedmy stoned face and decided to come over without any complaints
" yes, yaya"
" what gave you the right to listen on my conversation " she swallowed
" i-i-i am sorry"
" Answer me " I gritted " tell me why you find the need to listen on my conversation and the worst part is that you went ahead to tell hindatu "
" I swear yaya, I didn't mean any harm. I just couldn't hold my happiness for her which was why I told her, I'm sorry " she was at the verge of crying.
I sighed loudly " don't do that next time" she nodded
" I'm sor..."
"SIR, SIR madam has been kidnapped " my dad's driver yelled out in worry as he rush towards me. Thank God we aren't in the midst of people.
What madam ?
" what do you mean by that" Sadiya asked confused
" your wife sir, " he worriedly said to me
What?
" how did it happen, when? where? " I asked frantically as I rushed outside. Sadiya and the driver also followed closely.
" sir, I saw a man carrying madam's unconscious body inside a SUV car. I tried following the car but it zone off quickly. I'm sorry sir" he explain worriedly
" it's not your fault "
We need to act fast
" Sadiya call Khalifa to give you his investigator friend's number"
She quickly nodded her head and do what I asked her to do
I also called a friend of mine who knows how to track cars
***
AN DAN DAN😷😷
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