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Revenge Of The Uneducated Episode 6

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Revenge Of The Uneducated Episode 6 – Welcome, how was your day?’ I asked.

‘Fine.’ He answered flatly, slowly he was pulling his clothes off and arranging them on a hanger, ” dirty clothes oh.”

‘Najma is sleeping here.’ I said trying to initiate a conversation. Remembering Nafisa’s talk to him advice.

‘Ok, how is she.’ He answered still looking at himself in the mirror.

‘Let me hang it .’ I said trying to take the hanger from him.

Let it be.’ He said and hung it himself.

‘Shahnaz’ he called, now that was trouble, whenever he called me Shahnaz I knew I was in trouble and I was wishing I let everything be.

‘What are you up to?’ Why did you go to Sanam.’

‘To apologize.’ Relieved that my plan has worked finally.

Look here you can do your silly little things at home but don’t try to hurt Sanam.’ His eyes were glaring hot fire.

 

 

‘I wasn’t trying to hurt her, I was only trying to rectify my mistake’. Asad backed me against the wall before the sentence ended.

 

‘Who put you up to this?’

 

‘No one.’ I muffled out, he had pinned my hands and tightened it as he asked further.

 

‘Who put you up to this?’

 

‘Nafisa.’ I shrieked and he released me immediately.

What?’ He asked disbelievingly.

 

‘I asked her to tell me the secret of a happy marriage, because am tired of fighting all the time.’ I said.

 

‘What did she tell you?’

 

‘To love you so much, so much you have no choice but to love me back,but I don’t think I can ever win your love I said and burst into tears, Asad was silent for a while then he got and left then he returned with tissue, he helped me up

The vibration of my phone woke me up, it was 4 am in the morning Asad was still sleeping, he looked so innocent and I thought if I stabbed him now, it would be an easy escape for him and I would end up in jail for murder, but it has to be precise, he has to feel every pain I felt both physical and emotional. I checked my phone and saw 18 missed calls, 12 from Sara and 6 from Mama. I quickly called Sara back.

 

‘Is Najma with you?’ She asked iimmediately.

Yes.’

 

‘Are you sure?’

 

‘Let me check her room?’ I cut the call and dashed to guestroom where was sleeping and she was gone.

My phone was ringing again.

 

‘Sara she’s not here.’

 

‘My God.’

 

‘What happened?’

 

‘She ran away.’

ran to my room and shook Asad, he looked at me with sleepy eyes.

 

‘What is the time?’ He asked.

 

‘Najma has run away.’ I yelled.

 

‘What!!.’ He said and sat up, sleep leaving him.

 

‘I have to go home right now, Mama called me.’ I said frantically.

Calm down its too early, I’ll take you in the morning Brunkus can take the kids to school.’

 

We watched as Baba paced up and down and rained abuses on Mama, who in turn was mute like he was a mad man raving all by himself.

‘I give you everything, yet you can’t take of my children, just tell your daughter that she is dead to me.’ He said finally and stormed out.

Sara told us all that led Najma to take that drastic step.

Najma had just graduated and wanted to pursue her career by working but Baba would not hear of it, instead he planned her marriage to man a called Sultan.

Sultan is old.’ Noora had shrieked when she heard.’

‘Its the first son from his youngest wife Bibi, Sara said.

Najma would not hear of it, and she packed as much cash and jewelry as she could and left the country, Baba had received a call from someone that one of his daughters boarded a plane to Dubai, he contacted his contacts in Dubai and he was later told that she left for Abu Dhabi immediately, from there her trail was lost. Najma had disobeyed and embarrassed Baba and defamed our family and I wondered why she refused to marry Sultan who was a very handsome, intelligent young man from a wealthy home.

I was sad, so were my sisters and brothers, Abhas came and consoled Nafisa and surprisingly Asad came to me too, those moments marked the begining our bonding moments. He almost became the Asad I had once fallen in love with.

though I acted as a changed person and Asad was slowly changing I still nurtured my schemes of vengeance and Lami was still on my mind for what she did. I was planning a surprise for Asad on our anniversary, but he beat me to it by gifting me my dream car, a red Ferrari F12 berlinetta the latest in the Ferrari series 2013 model, with engine of 740 hp, 6.3 ltr, v-12. I was wild with happiness and almost forgot about my hidden hatred towards him, we relived our first Ferrari drive 10 years ago, with me telling him all about the car, it seemed as if the old Asad was back.

I decorated our living room to a romantic setting and had Mr Kwewke assist me in making dinner. A table for two, continental dishes, expensive champagne, candle lights. Everything was set with a sexy wife dressed in a red Armani tube dress, my hair flying and Cartier shimmering on my neck, ears and wrist.This is the very first time I have tried to please and seduce Asad throughout our marriage.

 

‘Surprise.’ I said basking in the glory of my red dress and diaminds as Asad entered our living room, the expression on his face told me he was pleasantly surprised.

 

‘This is the best anniversary ever.’ He said as he drew me into his arms, I could see love and desire in his eyes as we danced to Lionel Richie and Diana Ross’s endless love classic, The things I felt as we were together made me wish we had no differences between us and at that slight moment I wanted to forget my plight the beatings and abuses I’ve received and endured.

 

‘Did you ever love anybody before me?’ Asad asked me, his breadth was hot on my face

 

‘No.’ I whispered to his ears even though there was no space between us and he could have heard.

 

 

‘What of you, do you love another apart from me?’ I dared to ask.

 

He was silent for a while, then he said.

 

‘I love youaso much, as no man as ever loved any woman on earth.’ His reply was heart wrenching, though he did not agree he loved only me he made feel special, that night I put all my plans on hold.

 

I was actually considering becoming a good person but I was still going to seek revenge on Lami for humiliating me and I was going to let her do it herself I would just create the circumstances. I took out my diamond Ruby encrusted bangle, to gain I had to loose and I headed to visit Tanveer.

 

I was sure to check everything I was wearing from my designer head scarf, to my channel clutch and Prada stilettos before going, Tanveer welcomed me and we sat at her grand pavilion, she criticality examined everything I wore at glance.

 

Tanveer this place is amazing, its so beautiful.’ I said as we relaxed in her beautiful pavilion.

 

‘My architecture from Korea erected it for me.’ She said proudly.

 

‘I rained more praises on the pavilion and asked if I could use it to throw Sara a surprise birthday party, and she agreed.

 

As she saw me off to my car, Asad’s “Bentley muslanne”I told her that she would be the host and invite people so Sara doesn’t get a whiff of the surprise and she agreed.

 

I also persuaded her to accept the bangle as a token of our friendship and to promise to wear it for the party.

mailed her the guest list and Lami was on it, she would be my last conquest, I had decided to forget about Asad and his mistress whose identity I still didn’t know despite my thorough investigation.

wasn’t sure if Sanam would forgive me, but I thought I should try harder by patronising her friend’s saloon. The saloon was definitely not the type I visited with all the middle class clients, I felt terrible there, the things I was doing for the sake of Asad, putting my sanity on the line.

 

Hajara recognized me immediately, ‘Hajiya Shahnaz.’ She chirped. I was given grand treatment, I was washing my hair and praying for it to be over soon, I just needed the message to pass to Sanam and then to Asad. Finally I was leaving when a lady walked up to me with a Tozali magazine.

Please is this you?’ She said showing me an old issue.

 

‘Yes.’ I said trying hard to smile.

 

‘Wow, that’s my friend by your side.’

 

 

‘Which one?’

 

‘Lami Zakari.’

 

‘From where did you know her.’

We attended the same secondary school, FGGC Kano.’ A smile spread across my face because Lami told everyone she schooled in London. She happened to marry an old minister years ago has been feeling too big for her shoes now, I took her number and promised to call her, which I did and Invited her to the party.

 

The party was a success, though I was the host I arrived the party late in order to make a grand entrance with my new Ferrari berlinetta. My maids were there to serve, I had insisted, I also insisted that my gateman and Gardner come along to help, they needed to witness Lami’s disgrace and humiliation. I was wearing a blue Fendi gown and I felt regal, my bruised ego and broken confidence was gradually returning as Asad was now giving me attention.

Sara was indeed pleasantly surprised, most of our family and friends were present we were having nice time.

 

Ramatu the lady from Hajara beauty parlour was there, I introduced her to Tanveer as Lami’s guest, and Tanveer got to asking her questions as she was not satisfied with the lady’s cheap outfit. She on the other hand started talking incessantly spilling all her secrets.

 

Tanveer together with Ramatu approached where Lami was seated with her friends. There was no how she could deny Ramatu as she walked up to her.

 

‘Lami, your friend here hasn’t seen you in a long time.’ Tanveer said. Ramatu on the other hand hugged Lami tightly, ‘you remember me don’t you from FGGC Kano?’ She asked.

Lami was speechless as Ramatu made a spectacle of them now.

I’m not sure.’ she stammered.’

 

‘Common, Lami she knows everyone in your family she has told us everything.’ Tanveer said smilingly.

 

Lami was muted. ‘When you married the minister, I tried hard to contact you but to no avail, seems like you forgot your old friends.’ Ramatu said all smiles.

 

Everyone thought Lami had lived and schooled in east london, she even faked the accent, she chose east london because she knew non of us would have lived or visited there.

 

‘Now are you sure Ramatu, because Lami here schooled in east london.’ Tanveer said to refresh everyone’s memory.

Am sure’ I still have our school pic, the one we took after our final exams.’ She said and produced an old picture which Tanveer took and was able to identify Lami looking very ridiculous in the check uniform. She passed it round for all to see.

 

‘Now now this is surely Lami, am sure we had a misconception about you, I always had a doubt as you produced no school mate nor friend from east London.’ Tanveer said. Now Lami had stares from all directions she was obviously uncomfortable, and was about to leave in shame but that was not enough for me, I needed to make my next move fast.

 

I quickly went to the rest room and dropped the second of the bangle I gave Tanveer which was identical and told Ladi to stand guard and tell anyone who came that I was inside. I went to Lami and initiated a conversation with her, I deliberately dropped red wine on her dress, I apologized profusely and led her to the restroom. I knew lami had eye for beautiful things and would surely slip the bangle in her bag she would also like to get back at Tanveer at her ealier embarrassment. When she came out I entered and saw the bangle missing. I was happy and approached Tanveer and stealthily unclasped the bangle from her wrist and hid it.

 

‘Tanveer where is your bangle?’ I faked a surprise, gasped and dramatically put my hands on chest.

 

She touched her wrist and surprise flooded her face, frantically she looked around, and there was a search.

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