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...
I woke up the next morning. Just on time for subh prayer. I prayed and took a warm bath. I wore a plain black abaya and strolled downstairs. I met aasim coming into the house. Probably from the masjid. I pretended like nothing happened last night.
I made breakfast and arranged it at the dinning table. He came down all dressed up for work. I smiled warmly at him. Even though deep down I'm still mad at him. I'll surely teach him a lesson.
"Baby are you still mad at me?" He asked holding my hands. I shook my head no, smiling. He sighed in relief. "Let's eat." We settled down. I served him some Sugar & Strawberry Waffle with coffee.
I sat down and served myself. "Hafsa." he called out. "Hmm?" I raised my brows. "Are you still mad at me?" He asked again. "Mad at you? For what?" For calling me an elephant! "For.... uhm for what happened last night." He scratched the back of his head.
"Oh I'm not mad at you at all." I smiled. "Oh thank God" he sighed in relief. He asked the first time and I told him no but he's still asking. We finished eating breakfast before I accompanied him outside. I kissed him goodbye and went back inside. I wasn't actually planning on doing anything to him.
"Mummy" I heard ayman calling me from upstairs. "Chu Chu I'm here. Come down" I yelled. He came down running. "Chu Chu be careful." I warned. "Let's go eat something." I kissed his cheek. I love kissing his cheek. I know I just finished eating but I'm already starting to feel hungry. I fried yam and made chicken sauce. With milkshake beside me. "Yummy." I grinned.
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I put some for ayman and served myself. We finished eating, I went upstairs and gave ayman a bath. I dressed him up. He went to his playroom while I went downstairs to watch tv.
Ding dong!
I sighed and stood up. I opened the door. "Ya hafsaa!" She jumped on me. "How? When? What?!! Layla!!" I was perplexed when I saw Layla in front of me. "Idiot why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" I gave her a bone crush hug. "Ya... Hafsa... Can't breathe."I let her go. "Sorry, I missed you so so much." I hugged her again.
