CHAPTER 8: FLASHBACK THROUGH

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When i was a little girl i grew up with out my Mother. My Farher divorced her when i was only Ten it was a difficult time for me in my life I had to stay with my step siblings who despised and hated me. Except for one that was my Dad's first wives first son Ahmad(Yahya). He treated me even better than he treated his own sisters. He was always the one who would help me out and always protected me

He was five years older than i was but when we talk you would think we were age mates. But the year he got married was when the whole familes light bulb for torture on me came on. Luckily for me i met Abdullah that same year.

Actually i met Abdullah at the wedding.

I still have the memory fresh in my head.

flash back

25th December 2010

The wedding was beautiful we arrived late because i was on the bridal trail, Yahya's wife was like the sister i never had. She always wanted me by her side.

The song came on as we entered dancing around the bride who wore a White ball gown with beautiful giltery stones on it. A white head scarf and gold around her neck and around her wrist whilst we the brides maid wore blue. I loved the colour because it looked good on my skin. And i have to say the tailor did an awesome job. Well i wasn't surprised the tailor was the best in Nigeria.

When the bride and groom sat on the high table making them the centre of attention all the photographer's turned and began taking snapshots, I took my phone out and took some my self. Before going back to my seat.

"Iyyeh Ihsan you and boys eh. see another one starring at you from were baba is sitting." I turned to her before rolling my eyes I picked up the drink on my table to sip. "Ihsan." I heard my step mom call from across our table. The music was loud but my ears managed to hear her call. She motioned me to come with her hand and i did immediately my brain registered her instruction dropping my chilled drink down. "I have been waiting for you to come in. Go to the car i left some money in my bag count 30 thousand and bring it to me." I nodded. I wanted to ask Firdausi My friend from school to escort me but my step mum intruded. "Ihsan yawu le useni."

(Iyyeh its a slang for praising some one..|

Ihsan yawu le useni ihsan hurry up now C'mon.)

Good thing the keys where in my clutch. Everyone that I had passed literally turned to look at me, Some were obviously looking because I was one of the bridesmaid. I was the only one here the rest of them where at the front where all the drama was. Some looked at me because they might have known me through my father.

And now i hated been here, i hate been the centre of attention.

I got to the black rang rover and unlocked it. I saw the brown bag sitting comfortably on the cream leather seat i opened it and found the money resting there. I counted 30 thousand before returning the rest and zipping the LV bag Up.

Just as i turned i felt my heart in my mouth. As a man in dark blue kaftan was standing right behind. "Innalilahi." I mumbled under my breath. I quickly shoved the money back into my clutch. "Sorry I startled you. We wore the same colour so I wanted to say hi maybe it was destiny." I didn't answer so he continued. "But what's a fine woman like you doing outside when everything is happening inside." I ignored him because he sounded foolish and drunk. Well maybe, I have never seen a drunk person so I can't really be the judge to that.

I ignored him and began Walking with a fast pace back to the entrance. I was practically almost sprinting with a fitted dress on. I was furious that we had to park so far away from the entrance. "Hey!. Im talking to you." Next thing I know he pulled me from my arm and I was facing him.

He was dark chocolate in complexion his eyes where red and he smelt awful with a dirty brown toothpick which hanged lazily on the side of his lip. "Excuse me please. let go of me." I tried to escape from his hard grip but it was useless. If he takes this money from me what would I tell my step mother she would never believe that i got attacked even if I had bruises all over my body. "If it's the money you want just take it." I spoke with fear my voice trembling, Because that was much better than I getting attacked reducing my future bride price. Please no.

"I want you to give me the car keys get in the car with me and maybe we could have some fun later." He winked disgustingly at me. I looked around for any sign of a human being but there wasn't anyone around the security men were far away so screaming is hopeless.

"Please just let me go i will give you the money."

"Did I tell you I wan-"

"I think the lady asked you to let her go." I sharply turned to who ever came to save me.

The first thing I notice was that he was tall, wearing all white With a stubble. He didn't wear a smile tho, but even with a frown in the dark he looked really handsome and mysterious, The disgusting man immediately let go of my arm pushing me to the ground. And I crawled away from him towards the man in white. "The lady and I were just having a conversation." He spat the toothpick out licking his lips a little. Before I knew it he pulled a knife out and held it in his right hand. I now tried to get on my feet but my legs felt like jelly. "Give me the keys now or i will kill you both." I knew it wasn't possible because we were almost four feet away from him. And from the looks of the disgusting man he looked weak but scary.

"Hey. Just go and no harm would come to you." My saviour Replied. "Throw her to me and I Will leave in peace." The stranger with the knife answered.

"Please don't do that." I tell him tears bottling up. The stranger jolted towards us with his knife and saviour side stepped away missing the knife to his chest. He kicked the back knee of the stranger and he fell on one knee right infront of me he tried to move the knife towards my face but my savior held his right hand.

The tip of the knife was directly on my face just inchs to my cheek and the savior held him from stabbing me. I swallowed hard. Moving away, I got up my feet.

The savior did some miniature acrobatics moves and the attackers knife fell in front of me. I reached down to pick it when I hear him move furiously but the saviour was faster as he pulled him back from the hem of his Kaftan.

"Where are you going we aren't done here."

"Is there a problem? I heard voices." The police man in black spoke to us and I couldn't be any happier. "Yes sir, This man tried to attack Us with this knife but he." I motioned to my saviour who held the stranger firmly. "He saved me."

"Is that true Abdullah?" The police Man smirked at the saviour who I think is called Abdullah. Abdullah smiled letting go of him whilst the police man took the stranger away. "I will take it from here." He nodded at Abdullah and he did the same.

"Are you okay." I finally take another look at the only person who came to rescue me. I really want to know why the drunkard guy Didn't take off after seeing him because this guy looked intimidating with his manly Samson physique. Darn.