"Take all the videos down now!"

Abdallah's voice reverberated through the four walls of the computer department of Triple A industry. The staffs with their trembling hands typed as fast as possible to take down the video to avoid further issues from their arrogant CEO. "I can't believe you all didn't know what to do until I came by" he said with a very hardened look,

"Manager!" he called out,

The manager looked up with beads of sweat carefully arranged on his forehead, "last warning, or else-" he warned. He didn't need to complete his sentence for the manager to clearly understand what he meant.

One thing all the staffs of triple A industry knew about their CEO was that he never makes empty threats, and also another life hack of working in Triple A is; don't make a slight mistake or else you might be earning yourself an automatic sack letter.

Abdallah banged the door loudly, ignoring the numerous 'thank you' he was getting from the manager for giving him another chance.

He lightly loosened the tie around his neck as he got into the lift to ease the frustration he was feeling, he pressed the 12th floor which is where his office is located. Due to the incompetence of his staffs, the video of him yelling at the cooks at the café went viral not like he cared, but when he found out it affected their daily sales return he was very annoyed.

He elegantly walked out of the elevator towards his office, the staffs on that floor scurried to arrange their things properly to avoid getting on his bad side, he nodded in response to the greetings from all corners.

He pushed the door to his office open, and it was exactly how he left it the day before.

The ash comfy sofas still had his suit jacket lying on it, the wardrobe was still open with some books almost falling from it. Abdallah sighed as he went to open the curtain blinds, allowing the sun rays to penetrate the office. He lingered there for seconds looking down at people moving round the streets through his glass window, before he started arranging the mess he made yesterday.

After carefully arranging the office, Abdallah sat down engrossed in his work when he heard his phone ring,

"walaykum salam ummi (mother), I'm busy" he said when he picked up,

"I know you'll be busy, but I called anyways, you have to come home right now" his mother said,

"ummi you know that isn't possible, I don't joke with my work, you of all people should know that" he said,

"I know, I know, your dad just called now, he said we should go over to the modibbo's to set the wedding date"

"what?!, I thought it was until after a month why the sudden change" he asked creasing the flesh on his forehead,

" you know the election is fast approaching, and we would rather not give the masses something to say about us. You know they will question your father's credibility if they find out his 29 years old successful son is yet to get married" she said,

"This has always been about the both of you, you never really cared whether I'm happy or not, I agreed to the marriage quite alright, but I don't like your idea of fast forwarding it" he retorted,

She was quiet for a moment before she replied,

"that's your father's order, and you know better than to disobey him" she declared before hanging up the call.

Abdallah sighed not liking the fact that the marriage was already disrupting his life even before it happened, his thoughts shifted to that of his future wife - What's her name again?, Nadia, yes nadia - He chose her that day because of her appearance, not like he felt anything special for her, but she looked shy and naïve, she seems like someone that will obey anything he says and also not stop him from his normal way of life. He didn't choose the other two because the first one looked too serious and the other too playful, Nadia was just the perfect one there.

He remembered seeing her at his café yesterday she still looked so naïve,

He was still thinking of her when his office door flung open, he got ready to reprimand the person who had the audacity to open his doors without prior notice when he spotted the most annoying being ever,

"Qasim what are you doing here?" Abdallah asked in a lazy tone,

"what else would I be doing here if not to get your workaholic self back home" he muttered, lying dramatically on the couch,

"ummi didn't have to send you here, even if she wanted to send someone desperately it shouldn't have been you" Abdallah said,

"Oh my Allah!" Qasim exclaimed placing his hands on his chest to feign hurt, "2 heartbreaks back to back" Qasim said sadly, "firstly you didn't tell me you were getting married, now this!, all because I was away for only 2 weeks" he faked cried placing his two legs on the couch,

Abdallah rolled his eyes at him, Qasim was his cousin who lived with them since they were kids, they grew together that's why he seems to be the only one who is unfazed by his attitude. "Abdallah, look there's a pimple on your face" Qasim shouted,

"where?" abdallah asked carefully touching his face,

"No left",

"Lower",

"Down",

"Down",

"oops sorry it isn't there I was just pranking you" Qasim declared giggling loudly,

Abdallah glared at him clearly annoyed, he picked up his car key and stood up ready to leave the office,

"you want to leave so soon?" qasim asked,

"I better leave now, the last time I proved stubborn to dad, he locked the whole company down" Abdallah said,

"ok give me 5 minutes to enjoy this comfy couch" qasim pleaded,

"you can stay, let me lock you in" Abdallah said aiming for the door,

"someone cannot play with you" Qasim said following him behind.

****

Nadia carefully wrapped the maroon veil round her head, the colour of the dress perfectly suited her chocolate complexion. Her white eyes shone brightly, her pointed nose and small lips were properly accentuated. She applied lip gloss on her lip to finish her ravishing look, she got up to close her wardrobe when Aliyah barged in,

"I can see you're ready to meet him again" aliyah scowled at nadia, Nadia didn't reply her not wanting to cause any more trouble, "don't you have mouth?" aliyah retorted,

Nadia still kept shut, "da ke nake Magana (I'm talking to you)" she said in her language, "or you don't understand that one also?" aliyah asked,

"I do" nadia said already getting annoyed but she sought refuge in Allah from the devil,

"I'm glad" aliyah exclaimed, "I don't have any problem with you, I just came to tell you to back off, try your possible best to call off the wedding if you want to avoid seeing the other side of me" aliyah added,

"how can-" Nadia didn't get to finish up when basma entered,

"hey, hey, hey what's going on here without my knowledge?" basma asked, Aliyah glared at Nadia one more time before she angrily storm out the room, "what's up with her?" Basma asked,

"nothing I guess" Nadia said shrugging it off,

"okay" Basma said turning dramatically, "I came to drag the bride downstairs, your in laws are here" she added,

"really?" nadia asked, her breath hitched as her heart beat raced faster, she began to panic, "do I look okay?" she asked worriedly,

"yes you do as always my dear, no need to worry" basma complimented to ease Nadia's plight, "and also-" she brought her mouth closer to Nadia's ear, "he's right here, no need to stalk him anymore" she whispered adding a giggle at the end of her sentence,

Nadia blushed before smacking her lightly on her arm, "okay let's go down brideey"

****

Nadia ducked her head down after exchanging pleasantries with her in laws,

"so alhaji umar, I'm thinking of bringing the wedding date nearer"

"like in two weeks time" alhaji ahmad declared,

Nadia eyes widen in shock when she heard that, how will she cope,

In two weeks time?, how can she start living with him so soon?, how will she survive?,

She had so many questions on her mind that she doesn't seems to have answers to.

"Oh why the sudden change of mind?" alhaji umar asked not getting why he made that sudden decision,

Alhaji ahmad laughed loudly before he replied,

"my son here is seemingly very eager to take his bride home"

When she heard that statement, Nadia looked up at the person who was said to be eager. He looked distant, like he wasn't at all interested in the conversation.

How can he be eager?.

Chapter 3😍,

So Basma type also exists in Abdallah's world

Qasim😅,

Who's excited with me?, Nadia is getting married in two weeks time💃💃💃💃.

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