Married to Prince Khaleefah

Those who love me

" Have you taken your drugs ? " Dad asked, and I nodded.
" You have to talk, Humayra. " Dad said, rubbing my hair, and I turned my face away.
" I just feel so bad right now. I understand your... "

" You'll never understand what I'm feeling , so please , don't say you understand, nobody understands what I went through... Nobody. "

I said running upstairs again, when I heard a calming, and soothing voice.
" Nobody, Huh ?!? "

" Yaya Ayman ! " I called out to my human savior, somebody I could love more than my father.

I jumped on him, and he groaned.
" You've loaded tons of weight ' Humy-- kins."

He sucks at giving nick names.

" Seriously, Humy --- kins ? " I questioned, and he scratched his nape in realisation.
" Nicknames aren't my fortè, and you know that. " He said, and I replied.
" Then don't try to make them. "

" Harsh ! but fair. "

" Why are you here ? " I asked all of a sudden.
Don't  look at me  evilly, let me introduce you to my brother.
He is one of my Dad's first sons.
Quadruplets

They were Ayman, Aman, Arman, and Ayan.

" Oh, so you want me to go back then ? Well, Asta Lavista, Tesoro. " He said, as he carried his bags, feigning hurt, and walked slowly out of the door, waiting for me to call him back.

" Yaya, wait ! "
He turned around, smiling happily, when I broke it.
" Lock the door behind you. " He frowned, and I began to laugh so much, that my stomach began to hurt.

" You... Should .. Have.. Seen... Your.. Face... " I said, laughing in between.

" That only works in movies. " he sighed, getting his luggage back inside.
" But seriously, why are you here ? "

" Took a break from work, to come see my little sis. " Yaya Ayman was 26 years old, yes... My parents had kids the same year they got married.  He worked in Dubai, at some company.

" Something tells me you are lying ! " I said, glaring  at him, to get him saying the truth.

" Okay, Fine. I am gonna get transferred back to Nigeria, as the like ambassador. So I decided to give you a surprise party, but dad called us about your condition, and I had to come last minute. "

" Oh. Wait, back to Nigeria ! Were you demoted ? " I asked, scared. Why would he come back to this country, as much as I miss him here, I want the best for my brother. Him, Sultan, and Abbi, are the only people in my life, who love me, and Amjad.

So, if you think about it.. Only men truly love me.

" Oh, you idiot... I was promoted, and besides my Salary was increased with a couple of zeros, so... " he said, and I nodded thanking Allah in my mind.

" Wait, you said, that called ' us ' " I said, and he replied. " Your other brothers. "

I felt so sad, will they come ? Ever since that incident, my family ties broke.
" Oh " I muttered, and he noticed it.

" I smell like Onions right now, gotta freshen up. " he said, and took his luggage to his room.

" How'd you like my surprise ? " Dad asked, and I rolled my eyes.
" Now you just added the amount of clothes I'll wash, and food I'll cook. Thanks a lot ' Dad. " I said, and he smiled at me.
I limped to my room--- my lockless room.
When I fainted, Abbi had to push the door open, which had to hit my leg.
Hard ! So now, I limp.

I am tired of boys in my life,  I need girls. I brought out my phone, and called Zaina.

" Hello, Ayra-starr " she said