Thought it was Khayr✅

Chapter 12: Surprise honeymoon, To Lagos?!

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My house became a full house at afternoon. All of the kids at home were brought by Abideen and Huda. All of my nieces and nephews, including my siblings. I didn't expect to see them again so soon. I thought they'd be coming like after a week or so. But Abideen called me in the afternoon and told me they were coming and I couldn't say no. Infact I was more than glad, since I was lonely afterall.

Me and Huda remained in the kitchen, preparing stuff to eat. The door was closed so we could hear just a little of thier commotion at the sitting room. We settled on making mac-n-cheese in which I was in charge of, while Huda would prepare fruit salad.

While I was cutting the sausages which I was going to add in the mac-n-cheese, I happened to zone out. I was wondering how it might be possible that Sul might be avoiding me, rather than giving me space. Yesterday for example. What would it take him to simply wake me up and ask me to get back to my room since it was already obvious that I was waiting for him.

"The Empress' divine sense tells her something might be bothering you" Huda's voice brought me back to reality. Yeah, there she goes again with her empirical delusion. Huda didn't try to pry into our lives, i.e asking me questions like my friends did earlier. You see why she always has my praise right? She always knows how to mind her business.

If she had asked though, I might've told her the truth and hear what her opinion is about it. Yes, that was just how much I trusted her. Cause I'd love to know if her thoughts aligned with mine that Sul might actually be avoiding me. But then again, isn't it too early to start complaining? It's barely two days since we got married and there's still a long way to go. Why am I in a hurry? I really do overthink stuff atimes. It does get awkward between married couples during the first few days. Afterall, not all couples are the embodiment of what we read in novels and watch in dramas.

"Stop being delusional. I'm perfectly okay" I said in a cocky tone

"Okay, if you say so" she nodded, grabbing a knife in order to begin cutting the fruits.

Everything was ready after an hour. We opened the door of the kitchen to start arranging the food. This time around we'll be eating at the sitting room because the dining table was too small. We definitely would outnumber the six seater.

I was shocked to find Sul downstairs, sitted with the younger ones. Hanee baby was on his laps as he played with her. I guess he was waken up by all the commotion. I was also surprised that Sakina didn't for once come into the kitchen to look for my trouble as she was so involved into chatting with him. Abideen though wasn't into whatever they were talking about since he was busy pressing his phone.

But seriously, the fact that Sul looked adorable holding Hanee baby is not ignorable. This would be him in a few years to come, holding our kids. I blushed secretly, thinking about that.

"Masha Allah bari muga menene aka shirya mana(let's see what it is you prepared for us)" Sakina extended her hand towards the foodflask which I sharply slapped.

"Baki zo kika kama aiki ba(you did not even help us out) yet you're the first to reach out for the food" I frowned at her

"Haba sweetheart, me yayi zafi? She was just chatting with me" Sul defended her. There he goes again. Why does my heart always swells whenever he calls me sweetheart? But then again why doesn't say it to me when it's just the two of us? From what I think, such would make it even more genuine. We've never as much as had a conversation which lasted two minutes since the marriage, except if we have visitors like today.
My reaction to him was only a short smile. I maintained my facial expression to a poker one as we ate and interacted healthily among everyone. After eating, Sul told them a lot of interesting stories and it made me jealous that I wasn't the one who discovered this entertaining part of his first.

It begun turning dark, in which Abideen asked them to get up and go home as Maghrib adhans will begin any minute and then the little ones needed to get home and get into bed early since there's school tomorrow.

"Take care Khayr," Huda told me as she hugged me "I'll also be going back to school tomorrow so I'm afraid I won't see you as often"

"No problem Empress. I wish you all the best. We'd talk whenever there's a chance"

"Mune yan adawa bazaa hugging inmu ba(us that you dislike you won't give us a hug)" Sakina complained, looking away with a cute pout

"Why don't you go to Sul, your new fav and get your own hug" I smirked at her
I realised I put Sul in an awkward position the way his eyes widened and he rubbed the back of his head.

"I'm joking! Come here you troublesome kid" I pulled her into a hug. Who's Sakina if she doesn't look for my trouble or pull my legs at any chance she gets?

"Thank you Abideen, my regards to Yaya Ramlatu and Aunty Amatu and everyone at home" apparently there was sort of a get together at home today that was why Abideen and Co could come with the kids. Cause he'd definitely not go through the trouble of going to thier respective homes to pick the kids up. I forgot to mention, Yaya Ramlatu has two boys, Mahmud the five year old and Faruq who was Hanee's age mate and both were brought along. Only Yaya Badiyya's child, Baby Hasiya wasn't here, along with Sabira's baby who apparently isn't yet born. Yeah, don't mind me. I expect my mother and Sabira to show up, but I know it's just a futile thought. Something traditional about the parents and elder siblings never visiting the younger's matrimonial home. Something about respect and pride as elders. Bullshit. If I have a daughter and she tells me her husband offends her imma go and whoop him. I don't care about any nonsense culture or tradition. I already miss my family so much.

Sul suggested that we took pictures which we did, before we finally allowed them to go home.

"Uh, can you bring me your passport?" Sul asked me first thing after we returned inside of the house. I wanted to start tidying up the sitting room.

"As in my passport or the one used for traveling?" I asked because I didn't really understand

"The latter. Yeah the green one" he clarified. I didn't know what he wanted to do with it but I got it for him anyway. Man, holding it sure brings back memorien. I got it for the first time two years ago when we were going on a family oumrah trip. To that trip was my first and last time boarding a plane. My heart swelled as I thought about boarding a plane once again.

"Thanks" he collected it, checking the contents. "You should get ready. We're travelling tomorrow" he told me before leaving abruptly. He didn't even allow me to ask him where we were going. What's the change of attitude when it's just the two of us?

I wasn't sure whether to be excited by what he just told me since it's unclear, but I decided to trust him and do what he asked me to. After tidying the living room, I went upstairs and begin packing.
There's just too much details left out and I didn't know why I felt so hesitant towards calling him. I needed to know if I should be packing a lot or a little, depending on the days we'll be spending at wherever it was that we were going.

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We had breakfast together for the first time today, even though Sul did not allow me to fry his egg for him. What I only did was toast the bread and arrange everything we'd need for breakfast on the table. The breakfast was quiet however and the only words we exchanged were greetings.

After breakfast, Sul asked me to turn off all electrical appliances, which I did. I understood that it was to avoid any unforseen accident due to carelessness. We got our trolleys and met Sul's friend, Samir outside. He was supposed to take us to the airport and then return Sul's car back home.

Sul sat in the front passenger seat with his friend and I quietly sat behind them, listening to thier conversation about sports, which I'd obviously not understand. I saw his friend take the route of my home. I understood that we were going to say goodbye to my family.

We briefly said our byes at Sama Road before proceeding to Sul's to also tell his mother goodbye before we now headed to the airport. It turned out we were heading to Lagos like I heard Sul tell my mother when she asked him. He told them he planned for us a honeymoon surprise to which everyone in my family kept oo-ing and aww-ing.

We arrived the airport safely and said our byes to Samir, thanking him for taking his time to drive us. We then headed into the airport. But not hand in hand.

A/n: welcome to Lagos arc everyone 😌🎉