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Author's POV
Morocco

"Ana ce wa ba kudi a Nigeria ama billion nawa ya kashe mata (They are saying no money in Nigeria but how many billions did he spend on her)" Sabrina spoke the native language fluently even though she rarely speaks it she is still perfect in it.She hissed before changing the news channel to Food Network

Why I'm I even angry, I should even start getting used to it, he has the audacity to say he doesn't have enough money to buy me a plane ticket to Nigeria, she scoffs and turned off the TV

She picked up her Samsung Galaxy Flip and dialed the number she hasn't called in ages

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ring

Rin-"What do you want" His gruff voice boomed through the speakers, she quickly ran to where she kept the phone

"Get me plane ticket to Nigeria" Without any ounce of hesitation or her voice quivering she ordered, the man on the other line laughed heartily with delight and a tinge of wickedness

"Mexy mexy mexy, have I ever told you that you always never sieze to amaze me? Pack your things I'm going to get you a flight ticket for 2pm,from Morocco to Nigeria is a 4 hour flight and then from Abuja to kaduna I think its about 40 minutes.Oh and I recommend not telling your ummi" With that the man hung up the call

Sabrina checked the clock and it read 12 she quickly went to her room and got changed she didn't bother packing because her clothes had already been packed since. She was just waiting for her to click 18 so that she can go to Nigeria by herself.After getting ready and bringing out two of her trolleys she wrote ummi a letter and kept on the center table

With one last glance of the house she lived in for 15 years she took a deep breath and muttered ''so long mi casa and wish me luck"

She locked the door and got on the cab she ordered.

Kaduna,Nigeria
6:21pm
Ihsan's POV

"Wallahi Jamal you are not serious, you are 18 fa and you have pet goat named Adam" Can you imagine I chuckled, I don't know whether it's cute or weird

"Ha'ahn what's there abeg leave Adam alone he fine pass you" He mocked, the audacity, if  we weren't on call I'd have smacked him real hard on the head

"It's the audacity for me, in fact I'm switching this to video call so that you can see the glares I'm sending to the poor wall in front of me" I clicked on the video icon and within less than a second his face popped up, a stupid grin took over my features but I hurriedly masked it

"See my cute Adam oo" he defended the goat, it's fur is as white snow

"Look Jamal you are going to sacrifice this goat for me I'm even craving suya" I grinned licking my lips as I eyed Adam hungrily

"Hey madam are you a witch stop eye him like that" he glared at me

"Ha'ahn it is your fault, anyways where is Ammi?" I asked, his mom is such an angel wallahi

"In the kitchen probably" he shrugged putting on a T-shirt and before you even start thinking something he was wearing a singlet

And mehn he was rocking it

Astagfirullah, I chuckled shaking my head

"The innocent looking ones are always the dirty minded people" I heard his voice, I choked on my spit a bit

"Easy there I was just joking" he smirked, if I wasn't dark in complexion my face would have been as red as cooked lobster

"You are not serious" I muttered looking away

"Yaya Jamal!!!!!!!!!!" I heard Alisha's voice before the sound of door being banged up on the wall, he rolled his eyes while I snickered

"Mama tace ka tashi ka kaini ice cream parlor (mama said that you should stand up and take me to the ice cream parlor)" He rolled his eyes yet again before replying

"Na yi barci(I'm asleep) Alisha I'm tired" he groaned

"Ya ihsan ya kike (how are you)" Alisha grinned ignoring her sulking brother

"Lafiya qalau lisha Keh fa? (Fine,how are you?)" I replied

"Fine, please tell yaya Jamal to take me for ice cream I know he will agree if you ask him" she gave me those cute puppy dog eyes that I just couldn't resist

"Haba mana yaya Jamal take her to the ice cream parlor" I smirked, he is such a lazy human being wallahi

"If you will join us then I'd agree" he wiggled his brows

"Lol. Of course I'm in,free ice cream fa" I chuckled and he laughed along while Alisha shouted 'yay'

"Okay get ready I'd be there in 20" I nodded and cut the call

I called dadaa and informed him I'm going out even though i know that he is down stairs

He knows Jamal so he agreed, with that I stood up and started getting ready

Author's POV
Downstairs

Dada's phone started ring Maami hurriedly passed him the phone before leaving the room, he thanked her a picked the call

He waited for the caller to talk first because it was an unknown number

"I'm home, tell your men to let me in or I'm going to cause a scene" Dadaa's eyes widen in shock and checked the number again, he saw that it was not an international number. Which means one thing she is not bluffing

His phone rang again and this time it was his sister, anty walida, without hesitating he picked the call

"Sabrina she-"

"She is here at my house she just called me" Dadaa sighed tiredly, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down

"Sai na cin mata mutunci(I'm going to deal her)" Dadaa threatened in his no nonsense voice that Ihsan up till date has never heard

"Ahmad please calm down don't do anything irrational I've already booked a plane to Nigeria" She pleaded

"Pray to Allah that you will come and meet her in one piece then" with that he ended the call and called the guards, telling them to let her in

Just after he ended the call Maami entered the room with a tray fruits

"Allah sarki your shouldn't have bothered we have a visitor waiting for us in the living room" Dadaa smiled

Maami raised a brow "Visitor kuma? Who is it?" She asked curious

"One of my distance relative'' He replied and she nodded her head

"Let's go" Dadaa said standing up

Ihsan's POV

Heading down stairs I spotted a figure in the living room holding two trolleys

"Toh fa sabuwan mai aiki ne Maami ta kawo (did Maami bring a new maid?)" I asked myself but none the less continued going down the stairs

I was dressed in a milk abaya that was decorated with stones and then I rolled a milk Jersey hijab to go with it and as for shoes I went with flats

Now that I've reached downstairs I took a good look at the girl, she doesn't look like a maid at all, her dressing was simple but elegant. She is fair in complexion and looks like dadaa?

I chuckled well she doesn't look like dadaa fa just the shape of her lips, it's probably a common shape

"Um who are you" I asked politely but do you know what she did? she had the audacity to glare at me and avert her gaze from me as if she is not standing in my father's parlour. Ji min rainin wayo da iskanci

"Keh didn't you what I said ne" I snapped angrily, I don't care if she labels me as rude I simply hate it if I'm being ignored

"Baza ki amasa ta ba! (Won't you answer her!)" Dadaa yelled making her flinch even I myself felt scared talkless of the poor girl koh da yake Allah Kara

"I-I- I'm y-our" she looked at dadaa before gulping down a handful of saliva, chuckled inwardly liking the way she is shuttering out of fear

"I-"

"You are what malama" I asked impatiently trying to make her more nervous. Thats what you get for ignoring me, ba girman kai ga shi nan ai

"I'm sabrin-a y-ou-r........"











































































































































Ah Alhamdulilah I've updated!

Hehe! Toh what is Sabrina's connect to dadaa and anty walida??

I need answers oooo

Sha stay tuned and don't to vote

Lol shegiya, like you guys do you know someone people use to act the way Sabrina just did

Mstwww...

Bye.

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