Amina's pride 12

AMINA'S PRIDE

Episode 12

She grabbed a pillow and rubbed it on her cheeks; they reminded her of the soft dough, she used while making bread.
The fool wasn’t even royalty, yet Abdul treated her like a queen.
Angrily, Nabila tossed the pillow aside and rose to her feet. She had wasted too much time already. It was time to reawaken the dark magic inside of her. She almost bumped into Abdul on her way out, but she quickly bowed her head and mumbled words of apology.
“Where is she?” Abdul noticed the room was empty.
“Bathing,” Nabila answered and left.
A mischievous thought flashed in his mind. Gently, Abdul closed the door behind and moved towards the next room. He had wanted to sneak up on her and make her scared. But the sound of her sweet voice distracted him. It dripped like honey from a comb. It felt like water to parched throat. It was a river to a dry land. It was healing. It was soothing.
He parted the door to the bathroom and stepped in without knocking. The sight of her naked body was yet another beauty, which had just been revealed. Again, Abdul thanked God for his blessings.
Her voice ebbed away slowly and her eyes cracked open as she sensed another presence. When Amina found consciousness, she saw him. The man whose brooding and sad eyes, captured her heart. He was dressed in black, and this reminded her of the crow by her window. She prayed that no evil would befall him.
“You are so beautiful, my love…”he knelt by the bathing basin and ran his eyes over her body.
Amina’s face reddened. She felt shy that he had see her naked. He was the first man, to behold her nakedness.
“Your hair is your glory. Your skin is like silk.” He dipped his hand into the water, and collected the soft sponge from her.
She said nothing. Amina kept looking into the water. Was he going to make love to her right there? What would that feel like? She had so many thoughts. She yearned to be in his arms. But she wasn’t bold enough to say it.
Abdul sensed her shyness and laughed.
“You remind me so much of Fatma…” he bit his lip. He hadn’t prepared himself for that information.
Her eyes moved from the water and fell on him, “who is she?”
“We’ll talk about that later, now let me bath you.” Abdul ran the sponge over her naked back. He was slow. He was deliberate. He wanted to see how she would react under his touch.
Amina closed her eyes and relished the sweetness of his hands. Abdul was definitely skilled in the ways of pleasing women. He scrubbed her toes. He scrubbed her feet. He touched the crevice between her two breasts. Now, he was travelling towards the end of her abdomen. She felt a slight ache between her legs, and jelly pouring down on her thighs.
A soft moan escaped her lips.
“I love you Amina Tukur,” Abdul whispered. He tossed the sponge into the water and pulled her face closer to him. He rubbed his lips against hers. Amina parted her mouth to let him in. It wasn’t long, before his tongue was dancing inside of her.
“Tonight, I will show you to all the servants. You are my pretty one.” He murmured softly, as he kissed her.

Once everyone had eaten in the ranch, the master had called an assembly. It was an important meeting, and everyone had to attend. Nabila gathered her bags and decided to visit her parents. She would miss the meeting, and give the master a flimsy excuse.
“Where are you going to Nabila?” Keerna sauntered into the room they shared. The master had sent for everyone, it was a strange thing that her friend was leaving.
Nabila was irked by the sound of Keerna’s voice. Truly, no one could be trusted but God. Keerna had always encouraged her to wait. Telling her that Abdul would come to realize how deeply she loved him. The same Keerna, had turned against her. She had chosen the company of Amina.
“In the name of Allah, stay out of my affairs Keerna. You and I have no bonds. You are not my sister, and you will never be. Stay away from me.” Nabila pointed a finger at her foe.
Keerna felt bad that Nabila would treat her this way.
“I am not your enemy, I only want you to accept the truth. The master has moved on, so should you. I don’t want you to keep chasing shadows. I am for your interests.”
Keerna missed Nabila’s friendship and company. Her days in the ranch were boring, without Nabila to make her laugh. Nabila was a nice person, but she had allowed her obsession with Abdul, to change her into a different person.
“You became my enemy the day you called Amina, mistress.”
Angrily, Nabila grabbed her bag and rushed out of the room. Her parent’s house was at the outskirts of Kanem Dazau. She had to hurry, so she could execute her plans as soon as she could.
Keerna’s heart was heavy. Her friend had changed overnight. Love brought out the best and the worst in people. Keerna wondered where her love for Kazim, would take her to.
“I pray it doesn’t change me negatively.” She whispered.
Back in the house, all the servants had gathered. They all stood and faced Abdul and his new wife. Most of the cowboys found it difficult to look away from their master’s wife. She was the most attractive woman they had ever seen. And being a Shuwa, made them more curious.
“You all know how much I cherished my late wife, Fatma. I grieved for years. My days turned into nights. My life was plunged into darkness….” Abdul paused and looked at Amina’s radiant face. Her sparkling green eyes, always gave him the grace to continue. In her, he found strength and wisdom.
“I fell in love with this woman…and I present her to you as the mistress of this ranch. She would be accorded equal honor and respect as I. And any of you, fail to do this, you shall find your way out of my ranch.”
Amina’s heart glowed with pride as she stared at his face. Abdul had shown her what love really meant earlier. He had embraced her with passion. He had kissed, like his breath depended on the sweetness of her mouth. And in that moment, she had learned of the sadness in his eyes. Fatma. The woman he had been married to.
Amina had wept quietly as he told her the story of her death. It brought back memories of her mother’s death. She had cried so hard, that Abdul had to console her.
Now she knew him. There was no secret between them. Soon, she would move into his room, and together they would seal their love as husband and wife.