BEYOND WORDS
Chapter five
"You better tell me what's making you smile now or else I won't make the sourdough bread and lemon drop martini that I promised you"
My mother said giving me the 'please tell me' look.
"Okay okay I will tell you now, but please don't touch the food part "
I said more like begging her because God knows I love food and I hate anything that will come between me and my food.
My name is Umar Suleiman sani from adamawa state, my mother came from zaria while my father was from adamawa but we reside in kaduna, unguwan dosa.
My father was that kind of a strict man, he met my mum when his elder brother was getting married, my mother (hajia sadiya) was one of the bridesmaid, they met and later got married to her.
My parents gave birth to three children, aunty jannah which is our elder sister, she's married with two kids, noor and annur, yes she gave birth to twins.
Then me who has no girlfriend talk more of a wife, and then our little sister rahma who's now in 200 level at base university abuja.
My parents have been disturbing me about the marriage thing but I guess I wasn't ready to settle down.
*Continuation*
I went back home from work feeling happy for no reason or so I thought, I headed to my room and showered before going to my mum's part,
"Assalamu alaikum habibty"
I said giving her a side hug, yes you heard right, I called her habibty,our mum is our best friend, she has always be acting like our mate whenever she's with us, we never hides anything from her, she is our comfort zone and always welcome us when we have a worry, she listens to every single of our pain and problems and makes sure she replace it with her warmth and happiness, she's an angel indeed, she ordered us to address her as habibty not mother, because 'mother' makes her feel old, in her saying.
"Wa'alaikumul salaam habiby"
She replied smiling,
I sat near her and rested my head on her shoulder embracing the good scent that's coming from her body, yes my mother is a 'no dirt' woman, she hates dirt no matter how small it looks, her house, body and clothe is always smelling good.
"Habibty I'm craving sourdough bread and lemon drop martini "
I said activating the television in her room to work, oh and I forgot to mention that my mother is a fan of football, her tv is always on super sports.
"no I won't enter the kitchen now, assign the maids to make thar for you"
"You know so well that I don't like the maids cooking for me, your hand tastes better,you know everything that's made from you is extraordinary "
I said knowing so well that my habibty loves praises.
"That isn't going to work now, if you don't want food made by the maids then get married so I can rest too"
She said glaring playfully.
her last statement made me to suddenly remember the girl from earlier, I smiled and looked at habibty.
"the last time i checked, this handsome guy sitting here doesn't like it when I talk to him about marriage, but now he's smiling at the mention of marriage "
She said looking at me as if trying to read my face.
"Nothing I just remembered something "
"You better tell me what's making you smile now or else I won't make the sourdough bread and lemon drop martini that I promised you"
My mother said giving me the 'please tell me 'look
"Okay okay I will tell you now, but please don't touch the food part"
I said more like begging her because God knows I love food and I hate anything that will come between me and my food.
Okay I'm very sorry for keeping you guys wait for this long,wllh I was choked with work.
We've met Umar now, and me I like this his mother already ooo😌😂
And I know it is a short one but please bear with me I'll make it up to you guys, I love y'all ❤️🫂
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