Chapter 42: Painful Truth

“In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.”

-Maya Angelou

Arsala's POV

I'm about to do the one thing hindering my recovery, last night I had a nightmare. The same nightmare I have been battling for years now.

"Get back safely." Haider holds the car door open for me.

"I will...." I settled down into the car.

"Bring my wife back in open piece.." I heard Imran telling/threatening the driver.

"Stop scaring him!" I warn, knowing Imran is intimidating him.

"I'm just giving him clear instructions." He walks over to the window on the backseat.

He taps his fingers on it, I roll down the window.

"Will you two stop being so over protective!" I look between Imran and Haider.

"I will be back in the next six hours. I'm not spending the night there."

It's a one hour drive from abuja to Kaduna state. I will be back in no time.

"I'm using your car and driver instead of mine. I'm not a child I'm not going to get lost."