DELULU 1
1pm...
Seated at the back seat of a black tinted G Wagon on my way to school although my lectures don't start until 2, but since we are in Abuja and there might be unexpected traffic, I always leave home early.
At exactly 1:40 we arrived at my school, since I wasn't the one driving, I thanked malam Abu the driver and made my way to class.
Once inside the hall I sight the girls, Ummi Khairy Hafsat Yusrah and Yasmin seated on the third roll, proceeding to where they were I take my seat. Lecturer comes in blahhhh blahhhhhh and finally lectures over, since there is a two hour interval between the previous lectures and the next, we head to the hostel where our friend Sakina's room is although she lives here in Abuja her husband still rented a room for her in the school incase she wants to rest and other things I even talked to Yarima about getting me a room but he was like he wouldn't want me to live in hostel .
Pause, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Muneera Noor your humble narrator, born and raised in Kaduna State, relocated to Abuja after getting married, yes I am married to Yarima, a 300 level student in NILE university Abuja. Enough introductions back to my narrations,
Munching on a gummy bear I found in Sakina's room and paying attention to the chit chat they were having.
"Guys look Anty Rabi and her Habibi" I said showing them a picture of Anty Rabi and her Husband in Mauritius Anty Rabi is our friend we call her Anty because she is older than us , she recently went on vacation with her husband
"I feel like going on a vacation now" said Hafsat
"sai kin dawo (till you come back) replied Ummi earning a glare from Hafsat,that's how the conversation went on before you knew it, it was time for the last lecture of the day.
After a very long day, we were done with the torture, time to go home.
We said our goodbyes and parted ways, malam Abu was already waiting for me at the parking lot,I got into the car and he drove off.
As soon as the car came to a halt , I came down and made my way into the house ,the house is duplex containing five rooms, two living rooms, one kitchen, a dinning ,a mini garden, a gazebo, a car park and a boys quarter. The interior is top notch ranging from high class furnitures, wait what are we talking about gidan (house) Yarima, you should expect nothing less.
"Ina wuni Hajiyah" lantana the house keeper greeted , after I got married to Yarima Mama insisted on having a house keeper, i was reluctant seeing as there is no need for a house keeper because it's just me and Yarima but no wanting to be disobedient i accepted, so lantana does the sweeping, cleaning and sometimes cooks for herself and malam Abu when i am not at home, while anything that concerns Yarima's room , food and stuff i handle it
personally.
"Ahh Lantana ya kike ya gida" ( Ahh Lantana how are you, how is the house) I replied
"Lafiya qalou Hajiyah" (fine Hajiyah)
After exchanging pleasantries, I went to kitchen so I could start preparing dinner before Yarima comes back from work.
I was done cooking so I dished it into food warmers and set them on the dinning table, then went upstairs to freshen up before Yarima came back,
After I was done i came back down awaiting his arrival. The gate was pulled meaning his back , I stood up and went towards the front door right on que i opened the door, Yarima stood behind the door with a charming smile and his arms wide open, getting the message i instantly embraced him.
Stepping back I said "Sannu da zuwa"(welcome back) grinning ear to ear "How's my baby doing" I couldn't help but chuckle at that statement.
Stepping further into the living room, I collected his briefcase and headed upstairs with Yarima following suit , dropping the suitcase in the room, I left allowing him to freshen up.
Few minutes later he descends down the stairs to the dinning looking refreshed , seated on the head of house seat at the dinning, I began serving his food with the aroma feeling everywhere .
He started eating "hands down you are one of the best cooks I know" he complemented
Blushing profusely like an idiot I replied "Thank you, don't you think I should become a chef and own a restaurant" I asked
He looked fazed, as if I just said something out of the ordinary "Why do you want to become a chef and Why would my wife work at a restaurant cooking for the whole world, you are supposed to cook for only me or isn't cooking for me enough" he replied
I couldn't help but laugh " I just love cooking and I'll just hire chefs to work at my restaurant, my cooking belongs to you alone and I love cooking for you, besides I was just joking nothing serious" I said in between laughs
"Thank you, I also love eating your food alone" he said with a victorious smirk and I smiled back, that's how we continued talking about everything and nothing before deciding to call it a night.
Yayyyy, first chapter down.
Please this is purely a work of fiction and imagination.
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