Nazmeera's heart hammered in her chest and she felt a slight tightening around her ribs.After so long he stood in front of her yet Nazmeera held herself together,she would not allow herself to break down by his mere presence.She cleared her face of any emotion and stepped forward,putting her best poker face front making dua that it would not break.
"Nazmeera Ibrahim and you are?" That's why they hadn't been able to find her,she went under her father's name and obviously non of them thought she would use it.Hamza felt a pain strike his heart at Nazmeera's no care attitude and he cleared his throat.
"Hamza Sulaiman." Nazmeera gestured to the table.
"Please take a seat Mr.Khaleel has appointed me to have this meeting with you as he is currently caught up in an emergency." Khaleel!Damn idiot knew who Hamza was yet he made Nazmeera take over the meeting,she was going to kill him when she saw him again.
Hamza took a seat yet his eyes were set on Nazmeera.She looked even more beautiful,MashaAllah.There was a noor surrounding her and she looked so different.She had gone thinner and she had a grace that was not there before.
As she begun talking Hamza kept on reminding himself that this meeting was important and that he had to concentrate on what she was saying not just on her being there.
As Hamza tried to catch her sight she would look past him or sweep her gaze over him.It was as if she was trying to ignore his presence.When Nazmeera addressed him as Mr.Sulaiman he had to bite his tongue from correcting her to use his name.
"Gentlemen I presume you will want to take a few days of reading the terms and conditions that our company has laid down for the merge.Mr.Sulaiman once you have run it by your lawyer and wish to make any changes you can contact Mr.Khaleel who will then run it by our lawyers.If you find no fault then you can contact Mr.Khaleel as soon as you can to get it signed by Mr.Yasir.Have a great day gentlemen."
Saying that Nazmeera turned on her heel and walked out as fast as she could,not risking a glance at Hamza.She would not let her resolute break she refused to allow him to get to her and break her once again.
Hamza watched Nazmeera's retreating body with a sinking heart as he stood up.She was so close to him yet so far.No,he refused to let her go when he had her within an arms distance.
"Can you tell me on what floor is Mrs.Nazmeera's office?" Mr.Khaleel's secretary looked at him with a curious look so Hamza clarified further,"I have something to ask her,it slipped my mind before." The secretary nodded understandingly.
"Floor 28,the office on the corner." Hamza nodded,"Thank you." Hamza told the employees that had come with him that they should leave for the office he would meet them there. He walked out of the boardroom with a purpose on his mind,one that he would not let fall.His hands grew clampy as he got into the lift and pressed the button.His heart racing and he loosened his tie just a fraction.Gosh he felt like a teenager meeting his girlfriend on the sly.
When the lift doors opened,Hamza took tentive steps towards the only office on a corner.He glanced around to see someone to ask but there was no one near the door.
"Ya Allah Khaleel answer the damn phone you bloody piece of shit." Hamza heard exclaimed from inside as he opened the door,"Khaleel Othmaan I am going to murder you once I see you you stupid fat butt.Call me back as soon as you get this spineless brinjal."
Hamza saw Nazmeera's back to him but she did not turn,"Nikki how come you back so early?Usually it takes....." Nazmeera went silent once she turned and saw Hamza,her heart beating fast at the person standing in her office.She held up her poker face and walked backwards until she was behind her desk when Hamza closed the door.
"Mr.Sulaiman I thought that we have discussed necessary,you can contact Khaleel for any other information." Hamza took a step forward,his eyebrow raising at the fact that Nazmeera called Khaleel plainly by his name.
"Well what I want to discuss does not involve Mr.Khaleel it involves you." Nazmeera rolled her eyes when Hamza stressed on Mr before Khaleel's name.He was the same jealous butt she left behind.
"Well I have nothing to discuss with you Mr.Sulaiman.You can leave." Nazmeera had to get him out of there before Umme Khultum came to the office and for that if she had to call security she would do that as well.Umme Khultum was her daughter and she would not let her daughter affect her relationship with Hamza and his family.
"Well I still have something to discuss with you whether you like it or not." Hamza begun walking around the table causing Nazmeera to walk backwards her hand extended.
"Mr.Sulaiman keep your distance please otherwise I will......" Nazmeera gasped as Hamza grabbed her hand and pulled her closer,burying his face in the crook of her neck.
"I missed you so bloody much Nazmeera.I missed you so much.Why did you leave me?Why Nazmeera?" Nazmeera felt her heart break a bit at Hamza's dejected tone and her hands raised to go around him when her consciousness shot her a reminder.
He isn't yours anymore remember?That family isn't yours anymore.Umme Khultum is your only family.
Nazmeera took a hold of her rope of hope and pushed Hamza away causing him to stagger,looking at Nazmeera shocked.
"Stay away from me Mr.Sulaiman.You are no one to me you understand!You are a stranger and only that,a stranger who I don't know at all.As for you missing me," Nazmeera smirked mockingly,"When a child loses a new toys it can be easily replaced by the old ones so I don't see why I was missed."
Hamza's blood boiled at her words,"You weren't a toy you are my wife.We are married."
"Were we really married or was that so called love of yours just a show?A show that you enjoyed so much that you added your own twists and turns think that I was a puppet.Oh well guess who's no more interested in being a puppet?Me." Nazmeera felt herself break with each words she said but she had to push him away howsoever with whatever words she could think of.She tried reaching for her phone to inform Nikki not to come to the office when she was grabbed by Hamza who pulled her towards him and crashed his lips to hers.
Hamza was furious at her words.She thought she was a puppet to him?A puppet?She was his wife for Allah's sake and he would remind her just such.He pushed every type of emotion as he nipped at her lips only for Nazmeera to push him away and her hand met his cheek in a resonating slap.
"How dare you Mr.Sulaiman!You have no right to kiss me!You are no one to me." Hamza looked Nazmeera in the eye and he was shocked at the hatred he saw,yet that hatred only made him want to scream louder.
"You are my wife!We have consumed our relationship and have been bounded by something that if broken shakes the throne of Allah.So yes I do have the right to kiss you,to hold you and to make love to you.You may have ran away but you lived in my heart for the past six years and I refuse to lose you once again." Hamza lost the hardness in his voice and his eyes softened,"Come with me Aamanah and the twins will be over the moon to see you."
Aamanah and the twins were here in Canada.A warm feeling filled Nazmeera and she was about to ask about them when her consciousness hit her again.
Remember what she said before you left?Remember how you were stealing her children?Remember how they aren't yours anymore?Have you become strong just to break again.
Nazmeera scoffed,"Happy to see me?What type of drugs are you on Mr.Sulaiman?If I remember clearly you wife felt the I had stolen her husband,her children and her rights.She felt that you being angry and taking a stand was only for her.I was nothing but a spare.Well right now I'm no one's spare so you can f^^k out of here before I call security to escort you out."
Hamza clenched his fists,gritting his teeth at Nazmeera's words.How could she think that Aamanah thought that she was a spare,yes Aamanah made mistakes and said things but that emotions were all new to Aamanah and it was confusing.
"Nazmeera......" Before he could continue the door banged open.
"Mama." Hamza went still with shock at the young child barreling into Nazmeera's legs and he looked at Nazmeera who's eyes were wide,filled with fear.This left Hamza with only one thought.
What the hell was going on here?
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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatu
Ah oh 🙈🙈 Now what's going to happen 😱
amalkhan807 better hide Khaleel far away just now Nazmeera gets a hold of him 😂😂
Who likes this new version of Nazmeera?Even more strong willed and stubborn.I'm going to have fun playing around with this new side of Nazmeera's 😏😏
Brinjal is called Eggplant or aubergine in places out of South Asia and South Africa
Take care
Fi Amanillah