Aasim Mukhtar Galadima And And Hafsa Abubakar Bulama; Two Strangers whom fathers are best friend.
When they get married by knowing only each others names, things starts off on a rough path with Hafsa's gentle nature colliding with Aasim's arrogance...
It's been a month now and I've never been bored like this in my life before. All I do is sleep, eat, pray, read, go to school when I have lectures, watch tv and sometimes bake. Aasim made me quit my job of being a model.
We had a serious fight because of it. At the end I gave up. I had no choice but to obey my husband. I kept looking at some of my pictures when I used to be a model.
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I usually work during the weekends because of school.
Knock knock
I heard someone knocking. I stood up from where I was sitting and went to check. "Aaaahh!!! Anisa!!! Amira!!!" I jumped on them. "You have know idea how I've missed you guys." I squealed hugging them again. My two best friends. "We missed you too!"
"Sit please, lemme go get some refreshments for you" I said and walked towards the kitchen. "Tell me, what would you like to eat? Just mention and I'd cook for you guys" I said keeping the tray of snacks and drinks in front of them.
"Kaai Hafsa this is enough" Anisa grinned. "Where's your husband? Is he around?" Amira asked. "Yeah he's in his room" I answered. "Salamu alaikum." A deep voice said behind me. "Wa'alaikumus Salam" we answered. He exchanged pleasantries with my friends. "I'm going out do you need anything?" He asked. "No" I shook my head. "Okay. I'll see you later. " he muttered and headed out.
