We were all heading to my house, wait I think I just called it home, when did I start thinking of my matrimonial house as a home, shaking it off, I faced the little angel that was sitting beside me. Priscilla daughter Lizzy was truly an angel. Beautiful, lovely and full of life, I wouldn't trade her for anything. My angel was putting on a barbie princess costume and her hair packed in a ponytail, she looks like a true princess, maybe she is going to get snatched by a prince.
"Aunty Muna, mom told me your husband is a king, is that true?." looking at Priscilla who was trying to hold in her laughter, I gave her a glare, well if being married to a billionaire makes my husband a king that is.
" well baby, I guess so."
" Really", her face was bright with excitement. " does that mean you are a queen, wow! So am gonna be mawried to a prinwce."
rolling my eyes at that, I couldn't help but laughed, a pwrince indeed, what do you expect from a four-year-old.
" of course, but where are we going to get your prince from, princess Lizzy." giggling at the nickname I called her, she turns her head, a frown marring her forehead, obviously thinking of how to get a Prince, in sha Allah baby, your prince will come at the right time.
" and we are here, people, thank you Yusuf for driving us here safely."
" a pleasure maam."
" wow! Aunty muna, you live in a castle." I turn around to look at my other two friends expression and it was just as flabbergasted as mine was when I first saw it .
" yeah baby, damn right, your aunty lives in a castle." rolling my eyes, at the term, castle, I knew they weren't exaggerating, to me, its a mansion in form of a castle, it's so huge, I still can't get the hang of it yet .
Ushering them in, I heard them gasp behind me and I just let the look to their fill, after all my reaction mirror theirs too. I knew what they were seeing, the interior design especially was dazzling, with brown and white oil painting, chandelier hanging everywhere, blue curtains by the side and a eight sitter chair in the sitting room, going further, we have the dining table, that could fit for fifteen people. And the rest was just as dazzling as these was, Im sure if they see my room, they would know I was truly living like a queen even if I wasn't one, I guess that was the Peck of getting married to a billionaire.
" muna baby, Im not leaving here today neither is shalom, we are living here permanently." laughing at the statement, I couldn't help but shake my head, she knew I don't have a problem with that, her tiny apartment can't fit now that Lizzy is not living with grandma again, I think I will ask Kadir, then I can surprise her.
" you are always welcome, even princess Lizzy can come along, right your Majesty." curtsying, gently, I can't help but feel happy when she giggles and did the same to me, I truly have wonderful people in my life, Alhamdulillah, I will forever be grateful.
" okay enough of gazing around, let's go along to my room now, I have just an hour and some minute to get ready, the cooks are going to get us some food, so let's go."
" okay, proceed we are behind." moving towards the direction of my room, I open the door step aside so my guest could come in, their facial expression was so funny, I couldn't help but laugh because my room is something to talk about, a walk in closet by the left, a master bed, bedside fridge, lilac curtain , a wall mirror and a couch, Im sure I understand how overwhelming all this can be .
"Oh my God Muna, is this your room ? more like a queen quarters." Nodding my head, I couldn't help but agree with her, yeah more like a queen quarters . Alhamdulilah now Im a little used to all this but I don't think I can ever be used to seeing how gigantic and huge it was .
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