It wasn't me
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She slumped onto the bed slowly while gripping the phone tightly.
Ding…ding. The doorbell rings and she bolts up at lightning speed , running down the stairs in heavy steps…
She pulled the door open and came face to face with assistant Adam and two police men.
Good evening ma'am, you are a suspect of kidnap. Come with us now because anything you say might be us for or against you in the court of law.
What do you mean ?I don't even know this young mistress of yours. She said dejectedly.
Oh…now you don't know her, but you have been fawning over her these few days. Are you suddenly becoming forgetful? He said with a tinge of mockery.
That's not the case, I don't know this mistress. What's so difficult about explaining who she is?.She said angrily.
Ma'am, please watch what you say to him… moreover why did you hire a Muslimah at your workplace? Don't you know them? The big bellied police man asked , turning to Mr. Adam.
Tsk..tsk. That's our mistake. It won't occur again. He answered as a matter of fact.
Rahmah heard them say this and turned red in fury. Why have you been this despicable? Aren't you a Muslim? She said in a shaking voice.
Alright…that's enough!… Let's get going. The other policeman said and came closer to handcuff her hands.
Oh lord!…Rahmah could only sigh in despair while sitting in the car. The driver zoomed off.
On getting to the big police station building. She stepped out and was led to an isolated room for interrogation. She shrieked at the sight.
It has only one window.
Immediately she sat down , the door closed and a thin wall opened . Mubarak stepped out and she gasped loudly. Khira’s dad!.
Yes, that's me. He replied with cold eyes.
Are you a policeman?. You have to believe me really…I didn't kidnap any young mistress. Please believe me. She clasped her hand in pain.
How does it feel? He asked without a change in expression.
What is the feeling?!. She asked exasperated. I don't know!.
You don't know?, alright…why did you kidnap my daughter?. He asked while inching closer and placing his hand on the table.
Wh… what do you mean?... Khira was kidnapped?... When ? How ? . Why am I just knowing? She said while tears rolled down her eyes.
Tsk…tsk… stop the crocodile stuff already. Why did you do it?. He asked again.
I didn't, I swear. It hurts to hear also. She is my friend. I thought she was safe and I went home. How was I supposed to know? She kept crying while gnawing her head with her fingers.
I love stubborn people the most, do you know you are the major suspect?. He asked while chuckling.
If she isn't found in 24 hours. The court would decide. He said while tapping on his phone and the door to the room opened again while assistant Adam entered.
Take her to the Ron mansion. Let her feel it also. He ordered and two bodyguards came to take her away.
You… Don't you know it's against the law? I can sue you!. She screamed and the man on her right stuffed her mouth with a cloth.
Hmm…hmmm. She struggled.
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Rahmah's eyes were covered with linen as she was pushed into a place with loud banging voices.
That sounds like iron or metal. Oh no… Am I being locked up?.
She started crying and supplicating to Allah at the same time.
Oh Allah save me, like you saved prophet Ibrahim from the fire.
Like you save prophet Salih in the shark's belly.
Oh Allah, if this is a test, let my ending be like a prophet whose wealth and health was doubled.
I am a sinner, oh Allah please forgive me. She kept crying while hugging her legs to her body tightly.
Hours later, the gate opened and she was brought food to eat. Your trial is thirty minutes after. The female voice said and quickly pulled the linen off her eyes.
Ma'am. She called weakly. Can you help?
I can't…moreover this is the Master's hideout. He brings criminals to give in.
Well.. I am not one. She said weakly.
I am sorry. She walked out while closing the gate in a bang again.
The next morning.
The same maid came in and informed her that their young mistress had been found.
Really? She quickly stood up and her legs were full of bruises. Yesternight was like a dead thrill.
Alhamdullilah, take me to see her. She said,
Okay.
The maid brought her to a magnificent room and she gasped.
Where is this? She asked with curiosity filled eyes.
The young mistress’s room. The maid replied.
She started walking towards the King side fluffy bed with a Petite figure lying on it when a loud magnetic voice called behind her.
She froze.
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