LOVE IN MY WORLD

Chapter One

_Chapter 1_

"Sultana, you should hurry and finish up those dishes; what's taking you long?" Ammi said, opening the pot of her stew to check it out.

I rolled my eyes inwardly, not turning around. "I hope you heard what I'm saying. Three people's dishes are taking this long. I can't imagine if we were a full family – and the bathroom needs cleaning, not to mention the whole house is a mess. Clean it up!" she added, retrieving items from the fridge.

I groaned and turned around. "Oh, Ammi, this is too much. Ammi, what about Ya Sudais? He does nothing in the house; can't he help out?"

Just then, Ya Sudais burst into the kitchen with a bunch of plates and cups, moving them through the air like an airplane before dropping them into the sink with a smirk on his face. I guessed they came from his room – no, definitely that's where they came from.

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"Sul, haba Sul-Sul," he teased, tickling me from behind.

"Ya Sudais, I'm not in the mood; just let me be. No, it should be Sudais, not Yaya anymore; I don't see the need," I said, rinsing the plate in my hand.

"Ammi Sultana is calling...".

"Shh, shut it, Ya Sudais, please," I urged, jumping to his height and closing his mouth, knowing Mom would scold me if she heard me use his name.

"Please, please, alright, ya Sudais it's ya Sudais" I begged with puppy eyes.

"Dakin Sani yau dinnan (You should have known better today)," he chuckled and ran out of the kitchen.

I finished the dishes, removed the apron I was wearing, and hung it on the door. Next, I tackled the bathroom cleaning and other tasks Ammi assigned.

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(A few hours later)

I huffed and slumped onto the bed, finally enjoying some peace.

"Oh, wait; I didn't tell you guys who I am, right? Okay, I'm Sultana – dark in complexion, average height, bright round eyes, and small, plump lips, which give me a babyish look. Well, I'm nineteen, not thin or fat, just in between. Hahaha."

Ammi is a very beautiful Fulani woman; she's tall, thin but not too thin. Sudais is a carbon copy of Ammi; they have a lot in common. I guess I took after my dad, as I only have a few features of Ammi, and I'm not light-skinned either; I'm a black beauty. His story will be for another day; I didn't want to spoil the rest of my day being sad when Mom and Sudais already ruined the morning.

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(Lunchtime)

"Sultana, baby, lunch is ready!" Ammi yelled from the dining.

"Alright, Ammi, I'll be there in a jiffy. Let me take my bath; I stink!" I yelled back.

"Be quick about it; if not, we will dig in," Ammi shouted.

"And just be super fast; my stomach is growling, I can't take it anymore," Ya Sudais shouted.

"Gosh!" I exclaimed and stomped to the bathroom. I let out the hot shower and immediately it dropped on me; I sighed, closing my eyes.

I took out a simple, armless atampa gown and wore it. Immediately, I was out; then I quickly rushed out to find Ammi and Sudais.

"Finally!" Ya Sudais rolled his eyes, picking up his plate and spoon to serve himself,m murmuring something's under his breath.
"Yaa Sudais!" I called out smiling.

"What?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I heard that"

"You heard what?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"I heard what you just muttered," I teased, sticking out my tongue.

"I'm going to strangle you right now," he angrily said, trying to stand up.

"Stop,stop your foolishness," Ammi warned.

He rolled his eyes and sat back.

Ammi served me, and she put some for herself.

Eating together was like a tradition or should I say it's like a rule in our little kingdom (home)..

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