Bound By Blood ✔️

By RiaXwriter_

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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTERS TWENTY ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
CHAPTER THIRTY
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
CHAPTER FORTY
CHAPTER FORTY ONE
CHAPTER FORTY TWO
CHAPTER FORTY THREE
CHAPTER FORTY FOUR
CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
CHAPTER FORTY SIX
CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN
CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT
CHAPTER FORTY NINE
CHAPTER FIFTY
CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
CHAPTER FIFTY TWO
CHAPTER FIFTY THREE
CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR
CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
CHAPTER FIFTY SIX
CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT
CHAPTER FIFTY NINE
E P I L O G U E
PART II

CHAPTER THREE

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THREE MONTHS LATER

The shrill sound of the alarm clock woke ridwan abruptly from his deep sleep. In his sleep he had a beautiful dream. He was having a romantic dinner with Muhibba, he was remembering his dream, smiling when the strident alarm clock brought him back from dreamland.

The rays of the morning sun made their way through the open window, giving signals to ridwan that it was already past 8.

It was almost ten o'clock in the morning before ridwan was able to trace muhibba's aunt's house. A nice, cozy environment that leaves you with no option but relaxation. He walked straight to the block of flats facing him, knocked and was welcomed by a lady he was sure was muhibba's aunt because of the resemblance.

"Ridwan?!"The lady asked surprised, as she clearly remembered him from the wedding.

He smiled and greeted her. "ina wuni. Good afternoon."

"You shouldn't just stand there like a stranger come in."she showed him the way in and told him to have a sit and he muttered a thank you before sitting down.

"Ya mukaji da hakuri."he offered the prayer, rubbing his hands as it became sweaty.

"Hmmm hakuri da godiya."she answered and yelled out to her daughter."Maryam!!!"

She called and a lady dressed in her Ankara gown that accentuated her figure eight shape. Maryam had an apron tied around her waist, she was still fixing lunch when she saw ridwan and shouted.

"Yaya ridwan."she squealed as she ran towards him and hugged him.

"Maryama."he teased knowing that she hates it when he calls her with that. she pouted at him batting her eyelashes.

"Yaya please stop calling me that."she warned with a not so serious face and tune. "Ya hakuri, Allah ya gafarta mata, yasa ta huta."

"Ameen."Ridwan answered with a small smile.

"Go and bring some food for him."her mother suggested, and maryam stood up to get the food.

"No that's not necessary, I just came to greet you, I'm in a hurry."ridwan rejected nicely picking up his phone and car keys and at the same time standing up from the chair.

"This is what happens every time you come here,you never stay long."she teased and he chuckled.

"I will make sure to come here just to greet you In sha Allah."Ridwan said smiling and keeping his head down.

"Okay take care, greet your mother for me and everyone at home. I will be coming in the afternoon in sha Allah."

"In sha Allah."he nodded and headed to his car and zoomed to ummi's house to return the warmers.

















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Raheenah sighed as she looked at the files that are waiting for her. Her boss didn't give her the leave she wanted, instead he gave her all the files to go through them and when she is done she can take the leave but only for one week.

"I can't take it, I better go back home eat my food and then come back tomorrow morning as usual, I don't want the leave anymore."raheenah sighed picking up her stuff and stuffing them in her bag.

She got up from her chair and went out of her office. But before heading home she decided to meet her boss and tell him her decision.

Raheenah knocked before entering the office,her boss was surprised to see her, he knows Raheenah too well and her laziness, she can't finish that work today.

"Miss Raheenah, are you heading home?"he asked not even looking at her.

"Yeah! It's already 4 and I have to go back home, I feel exhausted I will finish the work tomorrow morning in sha Allah."she stated and he was right she can't finish that work today.

"It's okay miss Raheenah, as long as you will come back tomorrow and finish the work I have no problem with that."he said and a wide smile escaped her lips, even though she he didn't approved of her leave, but at least he allowed her to go home and come back tomorrow.

"Goodbye sir." she bade him goodbye and made her way to the door when his voice halted her. "Wait.."

She stopped and turned to face him with a fake smile ' he is kinda waisting my time' she muttered under her breath. "sir."

"Come early tomorrow you and your team are going to interview Maryam Ibrahim soba she is the owner of the famous NGO in Abuja, so I think she needs to appear in tambari, so inform your team and get ready."

She have to interview someone tomorrow, she have a load of files in the office that she have to take care of tomorrow and now she have to come to work early tomorrow.

What a bad day...

"Okay sir."she helplessly agreed as she has no their choice. It's like a must for her to do it or else she will get fired and she don't want that.

She went out of the office, muttering some incoherent words ,she needs rest from this job but she is a journalist and she don't think that would happen anytime soon, she had thought that being a journalist was easy but now everything has changed to the extent that she even hate the job.

She entered her car, ignited the engine to life and drove back home. She arrived home after a 15 minutes drive, she noticed a very familiar car, which she definitely knows that is Ya ridwan's.

What is he doing here? she asked no one in particular but herself. She looked at her dressing, she was wearing a long sleeve Ankara gown that she got from the tailor last week, she wasn't wearing a veil and she knows ya ridwan very well. He will surely make a mole out of a molehill about her dressing.

"I'm going to get a scolding for sure from Ya Ridwan for, that's for sure."she harrumphed and groaned. "And I'm already angry at my boss,I can't handle Ya Ridwan today."

She huffed and picked up her bag from the front seat and got out of the car, she lazily walked to the front door and knocked.

Mariya was the one who opened the door for Raheenah, Mariya smiled at Raheenah.

Raheenah flashed Mariya a tiring and fake smile as she sauntered into the house. Raheenah threw her shoes as she was very tired and slumped down into the couch, forgetting that Ridwan was there.

"Mariya my food."she shouted and Mariya rushed to the kitchen to get the food.

Ridwan watched her as skeptically as she kept insulting no one in particular but her boss, he shook his head and cleared his throat.

Raheenah got startled a bit and looked up at the direction the voice came from. Her eyes landed on Ya ridwan looking at her and she felt so stupid for forgetting that he was there.

How could she be so forgetful

"You can't greet koh."he said, his husky voice echoing in her head.

As in,is this guy for real.

She felt the urge to roll her eyes at his bossy statement but chose not to, she is clearly not in the mood to mess with Ridwan.

"Ina wuni. Good afternoon."she greeted nevertheless and he only nodded.

She just greeted him and the best thing he could reply to her with is just a nod.

wow yaya wow...nice

"Where is your hijab?"he strike-d her with his bossy attitude and she raised her brows at him, questionably.

Why is he asking me this question,he is not my husband. Yeah, right!!!

"Why are you going out like this, you are a Muslim so behave like one."he scolded as he rolled his eyes and at the same time shaking his head.

She don't have a single thing to say to him right now, she just want food to get into her system as she was very hungry and get on her comfy bed.

"Aunty your food."Mariya announced with a tray in her hands which contains Raheenah's food.

"Take it to my room, I don't feel like eating here anymore, someone just came here to ruin my mood and he succeeded in doing that."she gnashes and said the last part looking at ridwan.

She was referring to him, and he knows that. "Go, what are you waiting for, take the food to my room I'm coming."

"Okay."Mariya nodded and left with the food.

He ignored what she did and said. "You didn't answer my question."

"Ya ridwan, please spare me for today, my boss ruined my mood and now you. At least let me have my food in peace."she blurted and left leaving a very angry ridwan.





































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