I started singing this song before I started writing this chapter. So I thought why not add it on here😙.
1 month later
Manal's POV
"Abubakar Dan Allah kawo mini wanan pancakes in."(Abubakar please bring me those pancakes). I said to Abubakar. "Kice ma habiba ta kawo miki."(tell habiba to bring it for you). He replied. "Ka San ban cika son ta ba.") you know I don't like her that much). I said rolling my eyes. "Ok I'm coming." He said.I started munching on my pancakes when I felt a slight pain in my stomach. I thought it will eventually stop but boy was I wrong. It got even worse and I knew that the baby was kicking. "Abubakar, ahhh!" I yelled. "Manal!" He yelled. "Kayi sauri!"(be fast)! I yelled.
"Manal!" He yelled again as he approached me. "Abubakar my- my stomach." I said. "Lemme get the keys quickly." He said panicking. "Be fast!" I yelled.
He brought the keys and helped me in the car. Habiba was with hanan in the house. "Abubakar drive faster!" I yelled as I couldn't bare the pain anymore. "I'm going as fast as I can Manal, calm down." He said panicking.
-Hospital-
"Excuse me! My wife-
"Calm down sir." The nurse replied. They brought a wheelchair for me as they helped me sit on it. They took me to a hospital room and layed me down on the bed. My clothes got replaced with a hospital gown."Sir please wait outside." The doctor said to Abubakar. "But- "sir please." The doctor said cutting Abubakar off.
"Ma'am keep trying, push!" The doctor yelled. "Mmm... ahhh." I groaned. "Push!" He yelled again. "I- I can't!" I said giving up. "No ma'am don't give up, please!" The doctor said. "Mmm." I groaned. I kept pushing and soon enough I felt relief. They injected me and before I knew it I was asleep.
*baby crying* I opened my eyes slightly hearing a baby cry. I smiled slightly and opened my eyes wide. "A- Abubakar." I muttered turning to face him. "Did- did I do it?" I asked. "Yes Manal, you did baby." He said and I smiled. "My- my- baby." I stammered.
"I want to see my baby." I muttered. Abubakar stood up and walked to the other side of the room. I turned my head to the other side and saw him carrying our baby. I smiled widely. He picked up the baby and handed her to me.
I stared at her eyes, they looked just like Abubakar's. Her lips, like mine. "Look at her eyes, just like yours." I muttered smiling. "Is it?" He asked and I nodded.
"She's Nadia." I muttered. "Is she?" He asked. "Yes." I muttered smiling. She's really beautiful. Nadia means 'light'.
"Mama? Baba?, where are they?" I asked. "They are outside." Abubakar muttered. "Please call them in." I said and he nodded.
"Mama." I muttered as soon as she entered the room. "Manal, how are you feeling?" She asked. "I'm fine mama." I answered. "And my granddaughter?" She asked and I chuckled. "She's fine too." I said.
"Baba." I said. "How r you my princess?" He asked. "Better." I replied.
I spoke with everyone and asked Abubakar when I'm going home, cause I'm sick of this hospital. He said tomorrow.
Next day~
I'm currently at home and we are planning Nadia's naming ceremony. Oh and talk about Hanan, she hasn't left Nadia's sight for once. I guess they'll bind really well."No Abubakar the decorations should be pink." I said. "No I want black and white." He said. "It's a naming ceremony not a funeral." I muttered and we chuckled. "Okay ma, pink it is." He muttered defeated. "Yayyy!" I yelled.
"Okay so I want both fried rice and jollof rice, with some kebabs." I said to the caterer. I was speaking to her on the phone.
I arranged everything for the naming ceremony. Almost everything was ready I guess.
Heyyooo....
Sorry for the short chapter I'm lazyyyyyyy. And plus there's school ugh!
Anyway...
Byeee
~shatttuu~
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Unknowingly Married
ActionThe story of Manal and Abubakar. Manal usman the daughter of Usman Ibrahim and hameeda Ibrahim. A 19 year old done with her university. And her dad, a not so rich but nice man. With a sister and a brother. Abaubakar aliyu a 20 year old done with hi...