"Good morning my beautiful!!!" Jameel hugged her from behind
"Good morning babyna" she turned and kissed him
"How is my big baby doing this morning"
"Just like how my beautiful wife here is looking.......you look delicious....perfect for morning snack"
"Too bad.... I made breakfast"
"I can join the two" he leaned in wrapping his hand around her
"Your wife is not available for morning snack....maybe dinner???"
"Noooo!!!!!! Babyyyyyyy!!!!! Haba Manni"
"Stop whining like a baby"
"I am your baby....or am I not honey???"
"Awwww my big handsome baby" she cupped his face and pecked his nose tip
"What about lunch then??? Lunch isn't bad"
"Strictly dinner"
"Baby mana,why are you being like this.....lunch yeahhh??"
"My friends are coming over later so noo"
"Ughhhhh poor soul"
"Stop making that face,you look kaman na ci amanan ka ne,here breakfast is ready"
"Why are we having french breakfast today??" He asked as they walked to the dining table
"Kunu da kosai kake so???" She raised her right brow
"I take my question back" he raised his palm
"Good"
"Allah sarki ni Jameel.....can't believe I only get to have this little for breakfast"
"No faces....eat quietly and happily....you are late already and you know"
"Ahhhh someone is acting as if she cares about me......okayyyy good luck with that" he nodded
"You are adorable" she caressed his beard and kissed him
"This should be enough to top up your breakfast"
"It's not....but I will manage with that.....yafi babu" he got up to leave
She smiled at him
"Let's have a party later..... I have got a new song you know" she moved her waist
"We will have a dance off"
Jameel chortled
"I always win.... I am the better dancer"
"Let's decide that tonight,I am a hot stepper too"
"Mmmm......looks like my girl has got some crazy steps yeah??"
"I always have them up my sleeves"
"Well not sure about that.....all I know is that my baby girl cannot dance to save herself"
"Last time you told me you love my steps"
"Yeahhh they were sexy and wild.....now that is not the same thing with being a hot stepper"
"You are mean"
"I love you too" he laughed hysterically,Jameel moved closer to her and hugged her laughing
"My hot stepper baby"
"Ya Jameel ka barni"
"My baby baby" he kissed her
"My cute bundle of joy,Allah ya barmin ke amaryan Jameel,my favorite baby doll,matata ta kaina,my sexy looking model,sanyin zuciyata"
Manal couldn't resist to laugh
"How do you even get these sweet talks ne wai"
"Soyayya ce kawai amarya ta,my beauty goddess"
YOU ARE READING
TALE OF MY LOST LOVE....the most beautiful Love story that never lasted
RomanceTrue love stays in the heart Will it be in your power to protect the person you love??? Love stories are written in heaven Be it the happy or sorrowful ones Our fate depicts the stories of our lives and not the lines on our palms
