When the two finally landed in Nigeria, alot happened, like the twins converting to islam and whole heartedly welcomed by the family,
Then Noori was ceased from or more like kidnapped by the First Lady to being her bridal skin beauty ritual and that means Yusuf was not to see his wife till the wedding which was in a month,
No pleadings could make the president's first wife waver, she was admant as hell and Yusuf has to just accept it,
As Noori was chilling and flexing in the Villa, the wedding frenzy was all over the world, invites were already sent to dignitaries known to the two families and Yusuf and his brothers,
Instead of a country sensation, this is a world sensation, a kind of wedding Noori never thought she will get, hells she never even dreamt of landing a guy lole Yusuf.
Three weeks to the wedding, Noori was already looking more fresh and beautiful, her skin was glowing radiantly,
She decided to visit Salima and Jafar, as they talk about alot of things,
They were informed they had a visitor, and on coming in they say it was Khalifa, Noori looked at Jafar who avoided eye contact with her as he set to welcome his friend whose eyes was only on Noori,
"Do i need to do some guess work here" Noori asked out loud
"I had to call him, he has being bugging me" Jafar defended "please Noor, you two should talk"
"And say what, hear him say sorry and me telling him the obvious that it is too late" she calmly asked with a hint of humor,
"Noori....
"God" she said and stood up, she grabbed the international passport of Jafar and Salima, her main purpose of visiting, grabbed her hand bag and said to Jafar
"You better let her come stay with me all through the wedding" and meant to walk pass by Khalifa, she then stopped and said to him
"Well if it pleases you to know or not, he knows about my ovarian rapture but still put a ring on it" with that she stepped out,
Instead heading back to the Villa she drove to Tawa's home after calling and after some minutes stay, she got the two's passport and left with plans of going to visit Zullu the following week,
Now almost all the passports for the fifty guests were ready, the only ones remaining were Ya hadiza, Sudais, Abbas, Rahila, her husband, Saneer, Salima, Ibrahim, Anisa, Zullu and Zullu's husband and Ali, then their mum and father, as planned Ali who has nothing doing was invited by Noori to be with her in the Villa which Ali heartily accepted and she will be coming with the passports of the rest so as to speed up the visa stamping process and not when its late.
Two days later, Ali arrived at the Villa, she was welcomed wholeheartedly and was asked to join the skin care session with Noori,
"At least your skin will also shine" the second wife aunt Zainab joked,
The following week, Noori and Ali were taken to Tawa's to pick her up and journey to keffi to see Zullu and get their passports,
As they were all seated at the back of the cadillac escalade, Tawa and Ali were bitterly complaining on how Sayeed forbid Zullu from getting a job, and how he rarely lets her out,
Noori just kept quite and was focused on her phone,
"Maybe we should talk to him" Tawa suggested
"And say what, I don't want his nonsensity ooo" Ali said"Should we talk to him Noori" Tawa asked
"To be honest, not my business" she said without looking up from her phone,
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My heart healer (Mahnoor's story) (COMPLETED)
Lãng mạnThis is a story of Mahnoor a.k.a Noori, a typical Hausa Yoruba girl, born and raised in kano, the northern part of Nigeria. Mahnoor isn't only an average beautiful thick girl, she also the soft, caring and loving person a friend, a sister, a brothe...