INAYA.

Chapter 1

"INAYAH" Muhsin shouted downstairs "we are going to be late what is taking so long" he asked irritated.
I quickly rushed downstairs to meet him "I'm here I was just getting my make-up done bubba" I hugged him and gave him a peck on the cheek
"You kept me waiting baby" he mumbled into my embrace "you look so beautiful. I am having second thoughts about going out" he said. I giggled
"Let's go we don't want to be late for Muhammad's birthday" Muhammad is Muhsin's nephew and it's his birthday today.
Muhsin is my amazing husband and The absolute love of my life we've been Married for 4years now and it has been nothing short of amazing.
"Let's go then" He intertwined our hands and pulled me out with him. We reached the car and he opened the door for me making sure I was seated and helped me move my dress that was outside and closed the door. He walked into the car and we drove out of the house.
I took out my phone to take a picture of him because he looks so handsome in his blue caftan, he looks dashing in anything he wears.
" you are so obsessed with me baby. I know I'm handsome you know no need to show me"
" You are crazy" I laughed at him
" Crazy about you" he said giving me his million dollar smile.
"Stop being so cheesy. We need to buy Muhammad a gift"
" I already handled that. As the amazing husband I am, I bought a gift on behalf of you".
"What did you get him I hope it's not"
"The bike? Yes I got him the bike" he cut me off before I could finish.
"Beebah is going to skin you alive"
Habeebah or Beebah as everyone calls her is muhsin's sister and Muhammad's mum.
"She'll skin us alive because We bought it" he said emphasizing on the We. I glared at him.
After that we drove quietly to Beebah's house where the birthday party was taking place. We arrived late. Everyone was already there and the party was in full swing. We were ushered in by Beebah looking dapper in her blue gown. She looked at Muhsin's hand he was holding the bike and she glared at him.
"You got him the bike, thee bike" she shouted
"Well hello to you too sis, where is the celebrant. I've got something I know he will love" Muhsin smirked and walked past her.
She turned to me and Hugged me "I swear he is something else how do you deal with him"
" I always wonder" I replied and we both laughed "where is my baby Muhammad" I asked.
"He is out at the back with the other kids. Come let's go the adults are upstairs Mama is there also"
We went upstairs where everyone else was.
"Ina Yinin ku" good afternoon. I greeted everyone seated and walked over to the room where Mama and Aunty Samira where in.
"Ina yini mama" I greeted Mama, my mother in law and Aunty samira is her sister . " lafiya" fine. She muttered lowly as if she didn't want to answer. I am already used to  her attitude now. Let's just say she doesn't like me very much.
"Matar muhsin Ce haka? Kin yi Kyau sossai Inaya" is that Muhsin's wife? You look so beautiful Inaya. Aunty said
"Thank you Aunty" I said and got up to leave. I went downstairs to meet Muhammad. I saw him standing by the trampoline with his friends, he ran over to me and hugged me.
"Aunty Inaya, you came" he said gleefully.

"I wouldn't miss your birthday for anything my little munchkin" I smiled pinching his cheek.

"Thank you for the bike Aunty you and uncle Muhsin are the best. I will hide it so mummy doesn't seize it" he whispered in my ear. I laughed and gave him a high five. Beebah always hated the sound the bike made she deliberately trashed the old one

"That's my boy. So tell me how does it feel to be 6?"
"I am almost as old as uncle Muhsin. He's 26 I just have to get to 20 now" he smiled.

"I'm pretty sure that's not how it works buddy"
Muhsin said behind us.
"It's time to cut the cake" Beebah said and Muhammad ran to where his friends were laughing.

"You should have allowed the boy believe what he wants"  i turned to muhsin.
"Oh please! He only wants to be 26 so you can be his wife too. I told him you could be his wife if he was 26" I laughed hysterically at that.
"You are not serious" I walked over to Muhammad singing the birthday song along with everyone as he cut his cake. He fed some to his Mom and I.

After the party everyone left, I was helping Beebah clean the house. Mama and Aunty Samira came downstairs. They were about to leave.

"Sannun ku da aiki Inaya" well done Inaya. Aunty said
"Anty zaku wuce ?" You're leaving?
"Ehh zamu tafi dare Yayi. Ina Muhsin din kuma kuzo ku shirya ku wuce dare Nayi" yes we are going. Where so muhsin you guys should be on your way it's getting late. She said concerned.
"Why would they hurry it's not like they have a child to go back to. 4years of marriage and still nothing to show for it's only wearing makeup and dressing up" Mama hissed, glaring at me. I stood there dumbfounded tears welled up in my eyes.

"Haba! Zainab. What is all this allow this girl to deal with what she is going through don't add to her pain" Anty scolded Mama.

"Mama i really don't appreciate the way you talk to my wife. It's not her fault, this is just what Allah has willed for us and if don't accept that I think it's best we leave " Muhsin said angrily "Inaya let's Go" he said holding my hands, he dragged me out to the car.
I sat in the car crying silently as we drove off.

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Hello everyone it's Zaynerb again with a new book I hope you like it. I'm back from my writer's block better than ever.

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