Over and Over

Evoke

KANO,
NIGERIA.

LAYLAS POV

The next day, the house was full of chaos.

The girls had taken over my home, dragging me into their nonsense—from trying ridiculous skincare routines to dancing around the living room to old songs.

At one point, Batoul even tried to teach me how to do a trending TikTok dance.

"Move your hips more!" Batoul scolded, hands on her hips.

I huffed. "Batoul, I swear, if you—"

Hakeem walked in at that exact moment, took one look at me trying (and failing) to dance, and grinned.

"Well, this is entertaining, but you aren't posting right or TikTok might ban the account,"

I turned bright red. "Get out!"

Hakeem smirked. "No, no, please continue. I'm enjoying this."

Batoul giggled. "See? Even your husband agrees you need practice!"

I threw a pillow at her face.

Later that afternoon, as i was in the kitchen making tea, my phone buzzed.

A message from the university.

i blinked.

My results were out.

My heart started racing. Oh.

With shaky fingers, i clicked the link.

The page loaded, and then—

My breath caught.

First-Class Honors.

My eyes widened. "No way..."

Before i could react, Batoul snatched my phone. "What's this?"

Silence.

Then—

"LAYLA GOT FIRST-CLASS HONORS!" Batoul screamed.

The house erupted.

"OH MY GOD!"

"LAYLA, YOU DID IT!"

Maymun tackled me in a hug.

Batoul started jumping. "Graduating with First-Class?! You're actually insane!"

I was still shocked. "I can't believe it..."

I worked so hard—the late-night studying, the stress, the exams—and now... it was worth it.

Hakeem walked in, confused by the chaos. "What's going on?"

Maymun ran to him. "Your wife is a genius!"

Hakeem frowned. "I already knew that."

"She got First-Class Honors!"

For a moment, Hakeem just stared.

Then he turned to me.

My heart pounded as he stepped forward, his eyes locked onto me.

"You did it," he murmured.

I nodded, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze.

Hakeem smirked. "Of course you did."

And then—before i could react—he grabbed my waist and lifted me up.

"HAKEEM!" I gasped, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Hakeem chuckled, spinning me around. "My smart, beautiful wife!"