Life after nikkah

chapter seven- home alone

And we arrived.. It was an army Barack like d one back in Nigeria just fancy,we packed on front of dis duplex built wit red bricks and sky blue wide glasses everywhere a parking lot and a side garden I was impressed I admit d orderly opened my door den his.... I followed him into d house first we stepped into d massive sitting room wit d large plasma TV white all round couches a mahogany center table d list goes on but I guess u get pic it was picture perfect... "Com over here kinga dakin ki" he said standing in wat seemed to b d grand hallway I followed I noticed d whole house was painted white in mind my subconscious whispered "da a Nigeria ne sunan gidan nan farin gidan na Jan kasa mai glashi" I had to laff at my own tots he took m to a room I suspected was d only room painted in grey wit silver wallpapers an extra large bed wit black and grey bed sheets wit huge puffy pillows it had two side tables also made wit mahogany wood it had smthg like a treasure box which was quite big at d foot of d bed I also suspected it was mahogany wlh it beautiful "what do u fink?...is d room OK for u ko zaki so achanza wani abu?? He asked
"A'a its ok ...nagode" I said he smiled a smile I hadn't notice before ..wait! he had a dimple y hadnt I noticed earlier? My subconscious was impressed "amma wat about d rest of d house ?" He asked again "no....everythg is OK" I replied "gud...he said cux I had to call dem while I was in Russia to redesign d whole house but wen I got to Nigeria naga dakin ki I had to call for another change here in ur room"he said .. "Wait...he saw my room but I never saw him in my room" my subconscious nagged den a long pulse settled in d room for wat seemed to b eternity until he broke d silence saying "its almost time for asr...I have to go I won't b back early I have ordered for food for u I fink it should b arriving in 5mins" he said while checking his wristwatch dis a habit I noticed was part of him "make yourself at home take ur bath eat pray rest and I will c u wen I get back...Sgt Mahmoud is out dere for u incase u need anythg bye" he turned to go "tsaya...."I said and as soon as I said it he turned round to face me "na'am menene?" He asked "kai fah...whr will u b sleeping if dis is my room?" I asked him..d question seemed to Mek him smile again and den he said "dis house has four rooms and I will b ryt across to u" he said pointing to a closed door opposite mine "is dat OK?" He asked still smiling "yes" I said feeling stupid for asking in d first place "bye" he said again and left
After he left I just did as he said ...I took my bath and wore s navy jean with sea weed green polo v-shirt and just wove my louse hair into a pony tail den prayed zuhr along wit asr after which I walked to d sitting room looking to my left which was d dinning area opposite d sitting room again I found a set of mahogany brown wood ontop was my launch slash dinner a white nylon leather of Kentucky fries and chicken another from a store containing drinks and chocolates den another of pizza hut pizza mini I smiled to myself it was obvious he had a hard time deciding wat to get for m. I ate as much as I can and took d rest to d kitchen.after doing all d put-away I cud do I returned to d sitting room bored as I was I slept off.
I woke up the next morning at 8am to find me in my bed how I got there? No idea.I got up and pray subhi which was hours passed already I did my azkar and took my bath I figured he had already left for the office so freely I walked shoeless to the kitchen in my slick bubu gown hair dangling behind me as I was just so hungry I just wanted to eat before anything on had no make up I didn't brush the hair I was mindless of my surrounding which was a costly mistake as I stepped into the kitchen holding the side of my gown in hand mind on food hair a mess face oily and there he was making omelette whyyyyyy...as I turned to make my way back to my room he turned and said "you are up?.." I turned reluctantly and squatted to greet him"ina kwana yaya" I said " he smiled and answered" lafiya lau....and how was your first night in a new place and your new home??" He said it again just like when we arrived "alhamdulillah..thank you" I noticed he was giving an all round check with his eyes if not with the assistance of his mind it made me so uncomfortable and then he added "I found you on the couch last night sleeping so I took you to your room so you can have a good sleep" my eyes pooped out from their sockets "oh no that did not happen" I said to myself"I wasnt wearing a bra!...oh my God he touched me" he most hav seen the battle going on in my mind cause he smiled and changed the course of discussion "am making omelettes for breakfast I know you are hungry so take a seat" he pointed to a seat in the kitchen skin cold mind at war with conscious I walked slowly to the seat,I was so hungry at the moment so declining was not a good idea of sat he finished and served me with a hot steaming up of rich tea I scented capacino and lime and mint all at once "I hope you like it ...am not that good in cooking but i don't do poison either"he said with a smile.since the day I first met him I noticed he had a sense of humour that was almost over shadowed by his calm and innocent look of oblivion "on Monday i will take you school to report and get acquainted with the environment ...I had already to enquire on procedures and stuff so ba mu da matsala when we get there"he said as took a sip of his own cup of steaming hot black coffee like that he left me In the kitchen to get ready for work I couldnt help let out air of thanks as his presence made me highly uncomfortable especially after last night.