4 chapter three
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Shariff's POV
After the long excruciating scene created while at work today, my co workers and i smugly managed to win over the methodical set of arguments with diligent enthusiasm. Our opponents who were at the brink of winning lost to us at the dial minute due to their equivocal actions.
It was a great achievement and a happy me couldn't refrain myself from phoning my first wife. I told her what a big day today is and informed her to announce to the rest of the family that i will give them all a treat tonight.
Balancing into my AMG A 35, i confidently drove to my restaurant and ordered for a full family meal. Then drove off to sahad's store to get some groceries.
It was already dusky when i arrived home. The gate keeper began unlocking the gate from my first horn. By controlling the steering wheel and brake, my car smoothly drove into the compound.
Upon parking the car at the parking space, i sighted zayd walking out of the sitting room in a quick pace.
As hilarious as it may sound, with great urge, i wanted to shoot questions at him but today's considered to be a spare day. So i cleared the thoughts off my mind.
Without getting a complete rest, my wives began to pop into my place. I was astonished by their presence therefore, without bothering to go the masjid, i led us all into a prayer.
Where's Meera? "I ask."
She told me she needs space"first wife replied hesitantly."
How sure "I ask doubtfully."
She banged the door right in my face when i asked her for the third time.
Strange"second wife exclaims." Why would a nimble minded girl need space.
Hypocrisy isn't good for your age"third wife says to no one other than second wife of course."
Errm! "I loudly cleared my throat and they all became silent."
Seconds later zayd walked in. We had dinner then chatted which ended up in a heated argument.
First wife and third wife all stood against second wife nonetheless, zayd stood for his mother (second wife).
Firstly I ordered zayd to exit the drama scene and then yelled at first and third wife for being so mean to second wife from the scratch.
Leave! "I command the two."
It's all your fault"third wife yells at first wife.
Silly lady i was only trying to cover you up "first wife yelled back."
OUT"I almost screamed to which they all jerk in fear and aimlessly walk out."
Victory was written all over her the moment they walked out.
Enjoy your stay while i freshen up"I say." Sure "she replies." Minutes later i heard the clicking of the door So i assumed she must have left since i was too busy with my business and never care to take her company.
Quiescently, i moved to the sitting room and there stood the least person i expect to appear. Meera! "I call questingly not wanting to believe my eyes."
Father i need to speak to you"she says in one go." Second wife began laughing in a victorious manner.
In person"Meera says hypertensively not minding what the consequence might be." Seriously"Second wife mumbles almost not believing her ears."
Can you excuse us"I say to her." She blankly stared at at me and took her leave.
Meera's POV
(Two days later)
We coherently reached our three hour plus journey. Father parked his car in the pedestrian precinct and began to lecture me.
Meera don't intricate things over here"he began with his commands." The cash in the envelope is in your side bag hopefully it should reach your satisfaction for the main time."
And don't tell munir i brought you here. But if they happen to ask, by polar estimation just tell them a friend of mine dropped you by.
Is that clear Meera? Yes"i answered happily."
We both kept quiet for seconds while inside the car under the unpleasant hotness of the city.
Let me rephrase my sentence for the last time"Father says breaking the impromptu silence."
Never forget two things. The first are my rules and the second are your manners"he says with concern written all over him."
Let's get your things in the back seat"father says plainly."
We were both on the verge of opening the door but got distracted by the sudden vision before us.
A group of young guys in their early twenties fiercely bounced out from a junction, all dressed in an outfit which couldn't be classified as part of decency. However, they weren't looking rugged.
They were seven in number looking strong and sturdy. Their stormy personality made passers by to steal glances at them.
Their way of walking was boisterous and the way they walked in unison was adorably weird.
Also, their outfits are quiet similar excluding the guy with the sunglasses.
People made way for them as they walk horizontally.
Absent-mindedly, they walk past our car and plope themselves into a black tinted range rover which was diagonally opposite ours and out of the pedestrian area, and then drifted off.
Father and i just watched them like an epic movie.
These people "father utteres this time looking serious than ever." Stay away from them, stay away from their shadows, stay away from their footsteps, and stay away from their call otherwise you'll be ruined. Awful as it may be.
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