Kamal In Action...

Alhamdulillah! We have another epi today.... let's dive in..🤩

As the clock struck 8 PM, the atmosphere inside Alh. Sabo's house was heavy with worry and tension. Bahiyya's disappearance had cast a shadow over the entire household, leaving everyone on edge.

Alh. Sabo paced back and forth in the living room, his brow furrowed with concern. He had been making frantic calls and sending out messages, desperately trying to locate his missing daughter. The fear gnawed at his insides, a relentless reminder of the uncertainty that loomed over them.

Haj. Hadiza sat on the couch, her hands clasped tightly in her lap as she struggled to hold back tears. She couldn't bear the thought of her beloved daughter being out there somewhere, alone and in danger.

Alh. Sabo retreated to the solace of his room, leaving his wife and some family and house workers at the sitting room. His heart heavy with worry as he dialed Mj's number. After a few rings, Mj picked up, his voice filled with concern.

"Assalamu Alaikum?" Mj answered, his tone wary.

"Mj, it's me," Alh. Sabo said, his voice trembling with emotion. "I need to talk to you about something urgent."

Mj's brows furrowed as he listened intently, sensing the urgency in his friend's voice. "Of course, Its you Sabo. What's going on? The way youre sounding, hope its well?" he asked, his concern growing.

Alh. Sabo took a deep breath, steeling himself for the difficult conversation ahead. "It's Bahiyya," he began, his voice catching in his throat. "She's gone missing. I don't know where she is, and I'm starting to fear the worst."

Mj's gasp of shock echoed through the phone, his mind racing with worry. "Oh my Allah," he exclaimed, his voice laced with fear. "How could this happen? Did something happen to her at work?"

Alh. Sabo shook his head, his thoughts drifting to the dark possibilities that haunted his mind. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice strained with anguish. "But I can't shake this feeling that something terrible has happened."

Mj's heart sank as he heard the desperation in his friend's voice, his mind racing with thoughts of them abducting somebodys daughter before. "Sabo, we have to find her," he insisted, his voice firm with determination. "We can't afford to lose our own daughter."

Im afraid about what we did, we kidnapped Alh.Gidados daughter what if..

please, lets not think about such no one knows about what we did. I believe she must be out somewhere to have fun, you know these children. And I will ask Kareema if she know something you know theyre always together. Mj said, trying to comfort his friend.

okay, I will continue searching. I have already involve the police. He admitted, his voice laced with fear.

As they spoke, unknownt to them, Haj. Hadiza stood outside the door, her heart pounding with dread as she overheard their conversation. The blood drained from her face as she realized the severity of the situation, her mind reeling with fear for her daughter's safety.

But she remained silent, her presence unnoticed as Alh. Sabo and Mj continued their conversation, each word a testament to the bond of friendship that bound them together in their time of need. And as they vowed to find Bahiyya and bring her home, she prayed silently for her daughter's safe return, her heart heavy with worry and fear.

Kamal Guest House

Bahiyya sat on the edge of the bed, completely engrossed in her favorite TV series, the sound of laughter from the screen filling the room. As the door creaked open, she glanced up to see Kamal enter, a look of surprise crossing his face.

"Kamal!" she exclaimed, her face breaking into a wide smile. "You're back!"

Kamal's surprise quickly turned to bewilderment as Bahiyya jumped up from the bed and practically pounced on him, snatching the package from his hand before he could react.

"Whoa, what's all this?" he asked, his confusion evident as Bahiyya eagerly tore open the package.

Without a word she sat back on the bed, her eyes shining with excitement as she revealed the contents of the package a food flask filled with chocolate treats and savory snacks.

Kamal's eyebrows shot up in surprise he thought shell be worried, but to his surprise she seems happy.

But Bahiyya waved at him smiling as a dismissive gesture, already digging into the snacks with gusto. "Thank you," she said between mouthfuls of food. "I wonder how you know my favorite food. Plus, I'm starving!"

Kamal watched in amazement as Bahiyya devoured the snacks with enojyment, her infectious enthusiasm brightening the room. Despite the worry and tension that hung in the air, for a brief moment, everything seemed right in the world.

As Bahiyya continued to eat, Kamal couldn't help but smile at her exuberance, somehow she reminded him of his beloved Boddo. He may not have understood her sudden burst of energy, but he was grateful for the distraction it provided. And it has being long since he has seeing someone this happy.

Kamal stormed out of room leaving Bahiyya alone, she pouts her lip in annoyance while she watched him leave. Kamals heart pounding with frustration, and answered the call from Minal with trembling hands. As he listened to her mocking laughter on the other end of the line, his anger boiled over.

"What do you want this time, Minal?" he snapped, his voice laced with irritation.

Minal's laughter only grew louder, a grating sound that grated on Kamal's nerves. "Oh, my poor brother, always so serious," she taunted. "I was just calling to see if you've finally been reunited with your beloved Boddo."

Kamal's jaw clenched in anger at the mention of Boddo's name. "This isn't a joke, Minal," he spat. "And I don't have time for your stupid games."

But Minal seemed unfazed by his anger, her tone light and teasing. "Oh, come on, Kamal, where's your sense of humor?" she chided. "I know you're dying to meet her again. And guess what? I can make it happen. Im sure youre dying to have on bed like it happened between us the last time, I cant forget how you moan. My goodness, Kamal."

Kamal's blood ran cold at Minal's each words, a chill creeping up his spine. He knew better than to trust anything she said, especially when it came to Boddo. "I'm not interested in your deals, Minal," he said, his voice steely with determination. "Leave me alone."

With that, he ended the call abruptly, his hands trembling with rage. He knew Minal was up to something, but he refused to play her games any longer. With a heavy sigh, he turned and made his way back to the room, hoping to find some solace in her company amidst the chaos that surrounded them.

Alh. Gidados Mansion

Datti emerged from the bathroom, the steam from the hot shower billowing around him as he towel-dried his hair, his chiseled physique glistening in the soft light of the room. His gaze fell upon Minal, who was seated on the edge of the bed, her attention focused on her phone screen, her lips curved into a mischievous smile.

"What's got you all giggly?" Datti asked, his voice laced with amusement as he approached her, the towel wrapped snugly around his waist.

Minal's eyes flickered briefly towards Datti, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of him. She quickly averted her gaze back to her phone, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Oh, nothing important," she replied casually, her voice betraying the nervous flutter in her chest.

Datti's eyebrow quirked up in curiosity as he leaned closer, his gaze fixed on her. "Really now?" he teased, a playful glint in his eyes. "You seem awfully distracted for 'nothing important'."

Minal chewed her gum with renewed vigor, her mind racing with desire as she struggled to maintain her composure in Datti's presence. "Just some silly videos on the internet," she replied with a nonchalant shrug, her tone betraying her inner turmoil.

Datti chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against her cheek as he leaned in closer. "Well, as long as it's keeping you entertained," he said, his voice low and husky.

Minal felt her heart pound in her chest as Datti's proximity sent shivers down her spine. She stole a quick glance at him, her eyes lingering on the contours of his toned chest, before meeting his gaze once more.

Datti's phone buzzed, interrupting the charged moment between them, but before he could answer it, he felt Minal's hand gently caress his cheek, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through him.

"Wait," she whispered softly, her voice barely a breath as she leaned in closer, her lips hovering just inches from his.

Datti's heart pounded in his chest as he gazed into Minal's eyes, a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling in their depths. Without a word, he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a tender kiss that sent sparks flying.

Minal melted into his embrace, her body trembling with desire as their kiss deepened, the world around them fading into oblivion. In that moment, there was only the two of them, lost in a whirlwind of passion and longing.

Their lips moved together in perfect harmony, each kiss igniting a fire that burned hotter with every passing second. Datti's hands found their way to Minal's waist, pulling her closer as he drank in the sweetness of her lips.

For a blissful moment, time stood still, and all that mattered was the electrifying connection between them. But then, reality came crashing back in as Datti's phone continued to ring insistently, shattering the moment like fragile glass.

Reluctantly, they pulled away from each other, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they struggled to regain their composure. With a heavy sigh, Datti reached for his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he answered the call, leaving Minal to catch her breath and gather her thoughts.

Datti's heart skipped a beat as he listened to Kamal's reassurances on the other end of the line. Relief flooded through him at the news that Boddo would soon be returning, but a pang of guilt gnawed at his conscience as he remembered theres going to be a lot of tension between them, he cant let Kamal take Boddo away from him at any cost. And he also know Kamal will not let him have her easily.

"Are you sure, Kamal?" Datti asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "How can you be so certain?"

Kamal's voice came through the phone, steady and reassuring. "I just know, Datti," he replied confidently. "Trust me, everything will be fine. Just cancel your ticket and wait for Boddo to come home."

Datti hesitated for a moment, torn between his loyalty to his brother and the nagging doubts that lingered in the back of his mind. But in the end, he chose to trust Kamal's instincts, knowing that his brother had always been there for him, no matter what.

"Alright, Kamal," he said finally, a sense of relief washing over him. "I'll cancel my ticket. Thank you."

As he ended the call, Datti couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of his stomach. But for now, all he could do was trust in Kamal's words and hope for the best.

Meanwhile, Minal's mood had soured considerably at the mention of Boddo's name. Anger and resentment bubbled up inside her as she stormed out of the room, after years of Datti not giving her, her right as his wife or even attempt to make her feel like a woman that shes, and today when it finally happened they were distracted by Boddos issues again, her mind filled with thoughts of revenge.

"I'll never forgive you for this, Boddo," she muttered under her breath, her fists clenched with determination. "You took everything from me, and now it's time for payback."

With a steely resolve, Minal vowed to make Boddo's life a living hell, no matter the cost. And

as she disappeared into the depths of the house, her heart burned with a fiery determination to exact her revenge.