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...
Love is a strange thing. It's like a flower, so delicate that a touch will break it & so strong that nothing will stop its growth. Think how often we miss love in a life time by a wrong gesture.. by an unspoken word.. by not keeping silent at the right time.. we lose it by interference of other people, by a lack of money and communication, by a quarrel over something stupid and yet.. we cannot live without it..
-Nafisatuu
It's been two days now since aasim left. He called me but he's still pissed about what happened. Earlier today he texted me that he'll be coming back today.
I just finished cooking and already dressed. I know he'd be back any minute. I'm so excited. I really missed him so much. I know how aasim likes it when I wear tight jeans. I wore a peach shirt and black tight jeans. Half of my hair was out. I made up my face and went downstairs waiting for him.
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I heard his car pull over. I quickly went out waiting for him to come out. Oh my baby I missed him so much. It's Been just two days but It feels like I haven't seen him for years. He was dressed in navy blue jallabiya. He wore sunglasses, making him look hotter than he already is. As usual, he hates wearing cap.
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"Aaaahh my Babyyyyy I missed you." I squealed jumping on his body. I wrapped my legs around his waist and hugging his neck. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!!!" I kept murmuring.
"It's okay babe you can let go now." He gently placed me on the interlocks. I looked at my feet, fiddling with my fingers. My hair covering my face. He used his index finger and raised my chin up. He gently wiped my hair to the back of my ear.
"I missed you more." he slowly said sending chills down my spine. He gave me a tight hug before we went in. "Where's my little champ?" He asked looking around. "He's taking a nap." I replied. "I know you must be tired. Let's go upstairs" I held his hand and we strolled upstairs to his room.
I laid down on his bed while he went into the bathroom. He came out shortly, a towel wrapped around his waist. "You look hot!" I winked. He moved close to me while I sat up straight. He placed his hand on my thighs. He gently placed his soft lips on mine.
