***

The place was decorated with lights of different colours. The music at the background buzzing with a Nigerian music, 'Cumming' by Nairamarley.
There were half-naked girls of different colours and shades everywhere. Some that were wasted were shaking their hips, dancing to the music while others were laughing at them. The room was hot hot Khalid entered. He got into one room with VIP written at the top of the entrance. The room looked well decorated with only red bulbs, making the place look like a prostitute house. There was a golden-coloured shisha pipe in the middle of the place and a hot looking guy was smoking it. Hee had 6 girls at both sides of his arm making them 12 ladies in total. Some we're also smoking with his while others where stinkingly drunk. It's no doubt that King D was enjoying himself.

One of the girls came to sit on his laps as she planted a kiss on his lips. He grabbed her by the neck, driving more wet kisses, as she wrapped her sexy body to his. Just then, someone interrupted. It was Khalid.

"Fuck! What's happening?" Khalid asked as he entered the VIP room.

"Lord of Wealth!" David hailed as he cuts the passionate kiss with the slut.

"Oh my! You didn't even invite me?
Habaa! It's not like that now...Come and join me." He invited.

Khalid looked mesmerized with the beauties. Where should I start from?" He asked his friend.

"C'mon, start from anywhere." David joked.

"I really need this right now but I want to discuss something with you."

"Something?"

"Yes." Khalid replied. "I need to hear from you because with the look of things, it seems I'm gradually loosing it. Come on, let's go to the bar."

Okay. David replied as he followed him to the bar. There were couple of guys gisting there. Khalid and David took a stool each, facing each other.

What would you have? The bar-man asked.

"Just a bottle of champagne." He requested.

"A bottle of champagne for me too." David asked. The Batman served them as they opened the cork of bottle.

"What's up, Khalid? What's it you wanna tell me?"

"It's about the girl."

"Which girl?" David raised an eyebrow.

"The girl I bumped into, Aliyah."

"Who's Aliyah? The one that lost her memory?"

"Yes..."

David huffed as he poured the drink into an empty cup.
"What has she done again this time?"

"What haven't I seen? Everything about that girl is just so faustrating? I wish I could throw her out already!" He mugged.

"Then do it." David joked.
This isn't funny, David. Khalid said and gulped down the champagne.

"I don't want to face mother's trouble. I woulder what would happen if I do that. I mean, my mum is into that girl already!" Anger laced in his voice as he scoffed.

"Wow! It's barely two weeks... Haven't she remembered anything?" David couldn't help but to laugh at his friend.

Well, it's the first time in forever that a girl would ever challenge Khalid. Most girls are scared of him and nobody what's to be friends with Khalid. For some reasons, David thinks Humaira is smart and fearless.

"No, of course. I feel she's pretending just to enjoy the benefit and luxury of staying with us. I wonder what kind of girl she is that mum loves her so much. She's probably a snake in the green grass. There's no other rational explanation as to how this would have happened."

"I think I love this girl already."David confessed to his friend the bitter truth.
"With the way you speak about her... I feel she's special. C'mon dude, she might be a daughter of a wealthy politician or so! You wouldn't know. Why would she's pretending though?"

"Because I'm curious as to how the bitch wriggled her way into my family. Even my dad said he can't wait to meet her and now you're saying this too? Fuck!" Khalid hissed as he gulped down the last drop of champagne.
"Give me another bottle!" He ordered.

As Khalid poured himself a cup of champagne. David listened to the news as the newscaster read out the headline.

Meanwhile, the newscaster read the news on television. News at 10:00 p.m.

𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒'𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚟𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜.

𝙻𝚊𝚠𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝.

𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝙼𝚇 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚎...

"Nawa o! This is now the latest news in town." David pointed.

"What's it?" Khalid drinks up the first cup.

"About Alhaji Musa Adamu now, the incoming senator. Haven't you heard the news?

No I haven't.... I don't even know the man well. I've only heard his name from people but, what happened to him?

He got shot in his office this afternoon. He's the owner of COLFOLDS Company now.

"Oh! Really? Eyah... May God have mercy on him o." Khalid muttered.

"Amen." David answered. "He's a successful business man. Only God knows why people would gang up to attack him."

"Hmmm.... I'll be on my way now." Khalid said.

"Ah! So soon? Why don't we play backgammon or pool for a while?"

"Sorry to disappoint, dude. I don't get myself lately."

"Is it because of Aliyah?" David joked as Khalid rolls his eyes.

"Don't even talk about that she-devil Abeg!" He stands up from his seat.

"Okay... Whatever! Well chat later right?"

"Yeah, sure. Good bye now. The shake hands in a manly way and gave side hugs before Khalid walked out of the club.
David went to meet his girls to have a wonderful night.

***

When Khalid rode in that night, he met Zainab and his mum watching a movie in the living room.

Assalam'Alaikum mum. He greeted as he went to give her a hug. Usually, it used to be the two of them but now, he felt like Zainab was a third party.

How are you my son, have you eaten?"

Don't worry mum, I'm fine.

"W..wait! Did you drink again?" Hajia Fati mugged at him with a quirked eyebrow.

She smelt his body from the hug. Well, he wanted to walk straight into his room before but Zainab's presence made him want to hug his mum. For some reasons, he feels she spends more time with his mum than he do. And because of this, Zainab might be able to steal his mum away from him.

"No mum. I just took two bottles of champagne."

Zainab looked at him and he rolled his eyes at her grumpily.

"What's on your mind, Khalid? Anything bothering you lately? You seem so off."

"No mum, I'm fine." He smiled at her as his eyes involuntarily twitched to Zainab's. She didn't even look at him this time, her attention was on the television screen.

"Okay mum. I'll be going to bed now." He stands up to leave.

"Make sure you take a shower okay?" His mum warned.

"Okay mummy." He answered and decided to pass where Zainab was seated. He stepped on her feet as her walked upstair, Zainab rolled her eyes at him annoyingly.

'He's just a trouble maker. I'll try to avoid him as well. I don't want to associate myself with a drunkard. Imagine calling him brother. God forbid!' Zainab hissed mentally as she focused on the movie.

Meanwhile, Humaira was taken to the prison she was locked up in the dark, lonely prison and this time, she couldn't help but to remember the past. Well, this isn't the first time of being locked up like this but she didn't feel guilty, whatsoever.

'I hate myself so much. I can't believe Alhaji Musa is responsible for my parent's death. I never knew he was a devil.... He's worse than the devil himself. Out of greed, he killed my dad. We had to suffer for that, leaving everything behind. As if that wasn't enough, he killed my mother. My poor mother, she had suffered a lot. He couldn't give me the money from her treatment yet, he poisoned her. So mum really had 168 hours to live but that devil of a man cut off time. She might have survived if I was able to get the money... How I wish I recorded all what he said. I'm just thinking about it now. If only I have a concrete evidence against him. I might be able to make him pay for all what he has done to me and my family. I feel so weak and stupid! Humaira, you're the worse person alive!!' She hit herself mentally cried even harder.

'As if that wasn't enough, he killed Hadee. How is it possible? He killed someone I love and cherish with all of me. Someone I almost gave up schooling for! How do I live my life now... All these wouldn't have happened if Zainab was here with me. Only God knows why she had to leave me like this, especially now when I need her the most. I scored a big, fat zero as a daughter, mother and sister. I have no reason to leave... I just want to die.' Humaira buried her red, burning face in hands and cried.

She whimpered so hard and regret every decision she ever made as a person because nothing worked. Nothing ever worked. She knew that Alhaji Musa might be saved by the gun shot. There are chances that he might still survive.. so far in her entire life, this has been the best thing she's done. Inside that sadnesses that engulfed Humaira, there was satisfaction.

***

Don't get confused, King D is an alias for David, Khalid's bestie. King David.