Being His(Updates Every Friday)

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It was nine zero two am when Nadia rolled over in the double duvet she had pulled over herself. She cranked open one eyelid to see her husband fanning himself with a magazine on the coffee table. She groggily tried to adjust herself elegantly, but what elegance was to be seen being covered by a down comforter and another thick self warming duvet.

She finally let go of the duvet and plucked the down comforter out to cover herself, only at that point did she say "Good morning." He had watched her with indulgent eyes the whole time she was wrestling with the bed clothes and now his laughter burst out.

"It's not that cold. I have the thermostat on thirty two degrees because of you so slowly come out of bed to test the temperature." Nadia felt herself smile at his words, he was obviously suffering in the heat as he was already used to the sub zero temperatures of Switzerland, but it was her own first time anywhere cold outside Nigeria.

She let go of the comforter slowly, feeling better about herself. It was as though the cold she felt when she woke was psychological, she now felt a little hot. She walked to where Abdullah was seated and smiled at him.

"You're awake?" She felt herself nod like a rattle drum and watched as he laughed at her reaction. He patted the space next to him on the love seat and Nadia eased into it. The housekeeper, Olga, had sourced for Nadia the fluffiest sleep sets that felt like wearing a plushie.

Nadia saw as he signed off on one last document, sent it off to Elijah who was in Abuja and turned off his iPad to set on the small coffee table beside him. Earlier when they awoke to an alarm Nadia herself set, she had taken a shower to wash off the grime of travel and didn't need another so early in the day.

"What do you want to do today? We're not in a hotel, it's our house, Olga is downstairs waiting to hear what you'd like to eat, but after breakfast, would you like to rest in today and start our itinerary tomorrow?" Nadia considered it, then she shook her head. There was so much about the country that she knew nothing about, she had even always thought that it's largest city, Zurich was the capital, only to take a look at their destination the previous day as Bern.

Nadia had looked at Bern, a winter wonderland with wide eyes. It was as though the inches of piled high snow were clouds and not a cold inducing phenomenon. She pulled herself together and said, "No,I think I'm well rested enough, I only have three weeks away from work, I already spent three days in Abuja, I want to spend the rest of the time enjoying what you planned for me." Nadia watched as Alhaji threw his head back and laughed loudly, happily.

He stopped laughing but a smile still hung on his lips. She pulled her legs to herself, feeling the warmth of her woolen pyjamas that was finally generating some heat. He said to her, "You can dress warm, not too many layers because you'll be in a warm place for about half of the day, also, I have business in Zurich." Nadia raised a brow imperceptibly, she was about to be rude, so she swallowed her words and considered them again to ask with a pout that could hang a bag,

"Is that why you chose here?" She watched him fall back into the chair, trying so hard to keep his laughter inside. Nadia turned herself away from him, before she realized that he was only calling her bluff, so she turned back to him and asked, "What work?"