Never say you are happy when you are sad. Never say you feel good when you feel bad. And never say you are alone when I’m still here.
Samairah
The say life hand you sweet today and lemon tomorrow, then why not mix the two and get a bitter sweet taste.... With that thought in mind I samairah decided to make my new life a bitter sweet experiences rather than dwell on the inevitable....
Oblivious to what destiny has in store for her.....She walked towards the wardrobe and pick a white towel, heading to the bathroom.... She brush her teeth, took a bath and perform wudhu.... When she came out she carefully spread the prayer mat facing the al-qibla.... She slide into her black abaya and pick her hijab, she read two nafil prayer before reading her fajr prayer.....
After her prayer she change into a black straight skirt and brown polo shirt, she dressed her bed and arranged her room in order before walking out to the kitchen....
Adjusting into my new life had been really hard this past two weeks, me and Zaid try as much as possible to be civil with each other because there wasn't much to say or talked about.....
Getting accustomed to his routine..... Zaid have to leave for office in the next 1hour 30minutes but I have no idea what to cook for him for breakfast, after much deliberation I decided to fry some chips and egg sauce for him....
One hour later, I was done with the cooking and cleaning the house, except the kitchen...
I set the table and almost immediately Zaid came out from his room.... He looked surprise to see me in the kitchen cleaning.... I roll my eyes at him and mutter a greeting......
Good morning princess he said, why are you cleaning the house we have a maid for that....
The maid is sick, she has a flu so she called in and apologize.....Hey and don't call me princess....
Why can't I call you that?
Because only my dad call me that I answered....
Yes i know, but my mom, your mom and even Abubakar call you princess, why can't I also.....
Because they are my family.... I said
What am I then? an outsider right???... Before being your husband am your brother remember?
Yes I know... But you can't call me princess....Why not? He asked smirking.....
Uhmmm I pouted realizing he was just making fun of me... And like the idiot I am, I fell for it...... Your breakfast is at the dinning go and eat and leave me in peace I say.....
His mouth opened agape looking and me in total surprise.......
Hey dude close up before all this bacteria am sweeping out get a new nest in your mouth I teased him......
They great Samairah Paris can cook that's a first..... Hope you are not food poisoning me Zaid asked.....
Ouch ouch that hurt, do you realize you just insulted me? You always see me as a pampered and spoil brat but just to let you know amidst all that am a woman, so I have to learned to cook and do other stuffs...... The food you have been eating this past weeks, who do you think have been making them? The maid? I asked smirking realizing he was taunting me again, I decided to go with the flow.....
Eat your food without fear don't worry am not planning on killing you just yet..... You will be the first to know when that day comes......
I pray I don't see that day then he said smiling.....
Why don't you serve me then Mrs Zaid he said with a smirked smiling.....
I serve his breakfast and after that he eat silently which I was grateful for..... I resumed my cleaning and after a while he came inside.....
Hey the food was delicious, thanks I appreciate the efforts....
You are welcome Mr Zaid I smiled at him......
So anything you want me to cooked for dinner.......
Just cook anything...... Said Zaid
He came forward and kissed my cheeks before picking his bag and car keys..... See you later Mrs Zaid....
I spend the remaining day at the garden, I removed the dry leaves, watered the nursery bed and planted some plants me and malam Faisal bought after Zaid left at a nursery bed in Gwarimpa.....
Later in the evening after asr prayer..... I settled into cooking fried rice and pepper chicken to taste and some grided carrots and coconut..... I used the coconut water to cook the rice....
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I was at the parlour watching a movie when I heard the creaking of the door and a salam.... I stood up to check who it was as I couldn't recognize the voice only to crash into a broad shoulders, I shrieked out loudly.....
Hey is me.....
Zaid you scared me..... I said holding my chest......
Sorry I thought you heard my salam....
I did, but as I couldn't recognize the voice so i stood up to check who it was..... How was work today?
It was fine Alhamdulilah..... Just tired and hungry.....
Go freshen up then I will serve your dinner.....
After serving his dinner I when back to my movie.....
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The food was delicious, especially the grided coconut and carrots..... This is the first time and eating the two together will like you to make some for me tomorrow..... Said Zaid sitting beside me.....
I smiled inside and snorted at him, getting all demanding huh? I asked.....
Okay since you want me to beg....... Mrs Zaid you will please make your special delicacy? Would love to eat it again..... He said pouting like a kid.....
Now you are talking Mr Zaid..... I said smiling.....
Beside what are you watching that you have to leave you husband to eat alone without joining him.....
I couldn't wait for you as I was very hungry so I eat after magrib prayer..... And to answer you question am watching JODHA AKBAR.....
From where did you get the movie?
I brought them with me from Yola..... I was following them on televista at home, but because of the exams and the other stuffs I couldn't keep up..... So I asked Zee to buy it for me three weeks back when she went to the market......
By other stuff you mean our marriage right.....
Yes I nodded..... Feeling the tears welling up in my eyes..... I turn my face to the other side.....
Is okay Samairah, you can cry I won't stop you, I know is not easy but with his grace is getting better isn't?
Yes it is..... I said controlling the tears.....
Today was a first time we had a little bit of conversation......
I resumed watching my movie and he excused himself to go watch a football..... Men and football......
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