Fatima's POV
The sleepover was interesting. I was so happy I could make Muhammad, Abubakar and Maryam happy. They were all laughing and smiling. It was the truth or dare thing for me. It was funny how Abubakar acted. He has a sharp brain unlike that my so called Husband
Maryam and Abubakar's wedding events is starting in two days time. They were doing I think 3 events and the wedding Fatiha. Mimi and Abubakar dont like Crowd much that is why. Muhammad siblings are coming too. They didn't get to come to my wedding so I'm a little nervous to meet them. What if they dont like me?.
I only know their name Anisa (Mama) who is married with a kid named Afnan,living in USA and Firdausi (Deedee) is in boarding school in Sokoto. Them Muhammad have relatives there so she goes to their house every holiday except for the session holiday ofcourse.
Maryam and Muhammad don't like talking about them when I'm around because they will feel like I'm third wheeling their conversation since I have never met them and I will get uncomfortable.
I was thinking about how Muhammad's sisters will act when someone tapped me
"Fatima what are you thinking about? Go and get ready mama said we should go and pick them ya Anisa from the airport "he said
"Uhm..now"i said nervously
"No later. Go and get ready now"he said and I nodded
I went to the closet to look for decent clothe to wear. I was busy checking when Muhammad came in
"Are you not ready yet? What have you been doing since? You are so irresponsible "he shouted
"I don...don't know the clothe to wear"i stammered holding back my tears
"Wear Abaya kawai dont waste my time"he said calmly after seeing my tears and left
I quickly cleaned my tears and wore the clothe. I sprayed some perfume and looked at the mirror one last time before going out
When I came outside i saw Muhammad waiting for me impatiently"Are you going to walk fast or should I come and carry you?"he said sarcastically
The drive so quiet. I decided to break the silence
"Muhammad...."I called him then quickly remembered about the ignoring thing
"What?"he asked rudely
"Nothing"i mumbled and faced the window
We arrived the Airport,Muhammad went to come with them and I stayed in the car.
I was so nervous. About 5 minutes later,I saw them coming. I didnt know how to act,should I go out of the car and meet them or I should just stay in the car.I later decide to just come out since it will be rude of me to stay in the car. I saw Ya Anisa smiling at me and I smiled back
"Good Afternoon. Welcome Ya Anisa"i said nervously
"Thank you. Ahmad you didn't tell me she is this beautiful,ma sha Allah "she said coming to hug me. I was so shy
"Whatever"muhammad mumbled
"Omg! He is so cute ma shaa Allah. What is his name?"I said collecting him from her hand
"His name is Afnan"she said
"Wow nice name. I love him already "I said. I really love babies. They are so cute
We entered the car,I told Ya Anisa to sit in the front while I sit at the back because I was holding Afnan and well because I want them to catch up.
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Life of Fatima(Ongoing)
Non-FictionNot good at describing Read to find out yourself!!? . . . . . . . . . . Fatima Bashir is a Beautiful Independent lady. Hausa by tribe. She is from Kano state. She works at FBM company as the CEO. She is pretty, humble,nice,calm but she can b...