AMEER'S POV
I clasp her arms,towing over the bed (I could feel her warmth body,hmmm she's a rare gem, incase i run insane no need of any psychiatric treatment,my curative is her voice,And if incase of nausea...her presence will make me heal.
She's a wife material,
She's too pure in Islam, she's a halal girl,okay,I pray she will be my halal one,she denied my accompany as she said I'm restrain to touch her,Guess what ?she dilated ;I'm not her muharram,She have to cede when she realize that her foot are not willing to cooperate)she's in a trance,she murmured Astagfirullah countlessly and continuously.
I get her to sit on the bed.
"Sit"I sound with a commanding tone.
"I want to go home"she refused.
"You can't go home now, can't see you're sick"
"I'm okay, pls i want to go home,I know my family are really worried,She beseech.
The puppy eyes she's devising is ranking my heart affectionately,pretty is a word that underestimate her beauty,her eyes is a world on itself,and in that universe of hers,I am maze in a domain.
I can't differentiate if her eyes are hooded or almond type,too bright to save my gaze,indeed,GORGEOUS!
Looking in deeply in that ocean,
I feel to be the sunset above,
I'm diving hardly.
Her dark brown balls abstract a story to tell,They're the most valuable asset one could ever see,they're a headlight which can illuminate my life,the spark in them take away my breath.
Still lost in her twinkling eyes,
Which contain a magnet pulling me like a german engineering,behind those hazels creature,I am locked with hypnotize ,mesmerize and luminous.
Her eyes stand for an EMERALD.
She perch on the bed for some time.
"Hey,what are you staring at? she waved.
Her voice an echo habitual,
....Honey if not sweetener;
I have come across her voice,the audible in her,that electrify the magic shock is eternal,
"Huh,nothing of course, (Frankly speaking ,I am out of vocabulary) I feign.
"Better" she said
Wait.....What are your expectations?
I interrogate.
What do you mean? She ask.
What do you mean? I ask back.
You stare too much,stay away from me,
I am someone's wife,She hinder.
Where on earth she gut the audacity of this prattle.
I am someone's husband also, I blunt.
So why that too much look ,
haven't you ever seen such a beautiful dame? she brace.
What,Who?Where's the beauty ?
I switch my vision to other angles from left to right in search of the so mention beauty wad.
Your Problem not mine,continue deceiving yourself,she junked.
Did i mention your problem?
Or do you have a problem.
Okay okay,
I will be your listening ears,
Tell me,I wonder sitting at the other edge of the bed.
"Huh" she uttered.
But what should be your problem,
You look calm,
You look okay, I spot.
When did you hear me mentioning a problem,referring me in particular,she puzzle.
You mention that,just few minutes earlier,I oppose before pursuing,
Feel free,
Tell me,
What's the problem,
(I persist been dumb for some seconds and then Proceed )
Wait .....Are........you having a crush on me???
Don't stress your self on that,
I may not reject your proposal,I said in primitivism.
What? She exclamained.
Okay,let's endorse a deal,I oath to accept your proposal,is that alright?
I chuckle.
"Ah,which one is crushing abeg,
please dr,let us be pensive,I want to go home,please......she solicit.
Those eyes again.......they're ravishing
and foxy,they're my favorite lineament,
I love how flamboyant and dazzling they are especially while stunning.
Hey!
Can you tell me,
What's between you and staring? She caution.
"Love"i retort.
"Like"she provoke.
"Liker"I retain.
"What's your name? She ask.
"For all this while,
Can you just imagine,she's currently inclining for my name"
"Ameer"I answer.
"You don't deserve the name" she suggest"
Why?I peak.
"You don't look like a prince".she said with a cascade.
Yes,I am Ameer,
Doctor Ameer Umar Maje"
I don't live in the palace,
But I am ameer.
Say that again.I amble.
"Ameer Umar Maje ,I am privy to this name,by any fortune,do you know me?she probe.
Only to be Intrude by a pulchritude woman who seem by appearance to be 30-32 year old,who lurch into the room saying "Assalamualaikum".
"Waalaikumussalam"i and my garrulous patient answer in synthesis.
"Ummiiiii"my patient semi-yell.
"Aya,what happen to you?"she ask with a maximum perturb as she stand next to her.
Immediately,I stand up from my anterior sitting position as I vanguard toward the door.
"Doctor?What's wrong with my daughter?
Oh her mother,
No query,
My patient beauty emerge from her mother,MASHA ALLAH!
"Good evening ma'am, call me Ameer please "I explain.
"Okay Ameer,What's wrong with my daughter?she question.
I and my patient merge glances,
Indicating a sight of question she has been yearning for an answer.
The Door open ,welcoming trey people,
two teenagers (a boy with girl )and a child(boy), by bare look,the young girl resemble my patient, .....PRETTY!
According to my qual judgment,
Her siblings,
Deranged,
Wait?
Those brainsick ones?
Su ne wadanda zasu kashe mana aure?
"Ya,aya,what happen to you ?the girl ask.
"Help me ask him? She précis and all attention drawn to me.
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