ABU UKU

About this Novel

On a dark stormy night, the quietness was broken only by the sound of passing vehicles. The residents of Ilahirin prepared to seek refuge from the day's fatigue, anticipating the promised rain. The wind blew vigorously, signaling an imminent storm, and signs of flooding emerged. Caught in the deluge, I sought shelter, uncertain when the rain would relent. Along the road, a striking black and white Mercedes GLK model with bright headlights grabbed my attention. Aseem, a 37-year-old man, sat in the driver's seat, observing a girl standing in front of the car, her face adorned with heavy makeup. Despite the late hour, her makeup reflected like a mirror, highlighting a foundation, bronzer, and red Jambaki gloss. Aseem questioned her destination, to which she replied she had no choice but to seek shelter. Aseem offered to spend the night caring for her, earning a smile from the girl. Later, she retrieved her bag and thanked Aseem in a flirtatious manner before rejoining her friends. In the afternoon, Aseem rested in his car when Tasneem, another woman, approached in her vehicle.