17 SEPTEMBER 2023
IN A WORLD WHERE YOU CAN BE ANYTHING, CHOOSE TO BE KIND, FOR KINDNESS IS THE LANGUAGE OF THE SOUL
I woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for my husband. I prepared plantain, fried potatoes, and yam, garnished with egg sauce and tea.
It's been two weeks since I was taken to my matrimonial home.
Yusuf came out all dressed up in a long-sleeve T-shirt and jeans, and his lab coat neatly folded on his forearm.
I smiled at him and did the same.
"Good Morning Dear," I greeted.
"Morning My love, How are you," He asked.
"I am good Alhamdulillah," I simply answered.
He sat down at the dining table as I served him the food.
As we were eating and chitchatting, he finished eating and then we bid goodbyes, then left for work.
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"Assalamualaikum," Maryam said while opening the door to my sitting room.
"Wa'alaikums salam," I answered as I was sitting comfortably on a couch with a remote control in my hand.
"Aren't you happy to see me?" She asked feigned hurt.
"Of course, I am happy to see you, I was thinking of visiting you later," I lied.
"I know that was exactly what you would say," She replied.
"Yes, because that's the truth," I answered.
"I've heard, you can't even offer your guest a seat talkless of refreshments," Maryam said.
"Who is the guest here? This is also your house, You know every angle in this house girl, so go get what you want," I replied trying to get to her nerve.
"Is this how you treat my brother? You're not nice," She sat on the couch I was sitting on, keeping her phone between us.
"What can I offer you? Mrs Fu'ad," I saw she was getting angry so I asked politely.
"I was angry, but as you mention that name you've bailed yourself," She smiled and blushed.
"Let me get you something delicious, I know you missed my cooking," I teased.
"Of course, I hope it's plenty because I am going with it, girl I am not in the mood for cooking today," She said.
"Don't worry, you can go with it but you have to eat some here and tell me how it tastes," I said.
"Alright, whatever you say," She replied.
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It was as early as 6 a.m., it was the weekend and we were still sleeping. Yusuf's phone rang as someone was calling.
"Wa'alaikums salam," He answered, with his eyes still closed.
"We found him," The guy who I assume is Detective Ridwan said.
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