Zahra's POV
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" zahra bring those boxes in my room." Mum ordered.
"Ummee please mana am tired." I complained. Today is really a tiring day .the Kayan life and stuff...
"It energies you, besides you are pregnant ." Ummee said.
"Najamaaaa, can you pleaseeee go and bring the boxes"I pleaded to najma as she came into the room.
"Ha-ah, I just came in fah"she protested. The truth is that no one wants to go upstiars.
" bukwai do mauni fah"(this kids have grown up.) she said.
"Before the count of three I don't want to see you here zahra. 1....2....." She stated. Typical Fulani mother. Am married but she still treats me like a kid.
"Fine." I said and stood up to go and bring the boxes. This staircase is a big problem I swear. And guess what, her room is the last one in the hallway. This means double wahala.
"Here you go." I said, keepin the boxes in front of her.
"Adda zahra someone is calling." Najma smirked. And from the way she looks at me, I know who is calling.
"See your head" I said and went outside to talk to my darling husband .
"Hello baby" he said from the other end of the line.
"Hi,how are you " I asked.
"As usually,boring without my darling wife ." He replied making me blush.
"Awwn, same here . " said.
"So, how did the event go?" He asked.
"It was fine." I replied.
" you didn't even ask about our baby fah" I added.
"Ooh baby am sorry please. Toh how is our baby doing?" He asked.,
"Well....she is fine."I replied rubbing my tummy.
"A she?" He asked.
"No, not really but I wish." I replied.
"Did you meet Maryam?" He asked.
"No, unfortunately not, I couldn't make it." I told him.
"So... Any jist?" Asked.
"Not really, maybe from you" I said.
"Okay lemme think." He said.
"Found one ."he chirped.
" yawwa" I said. "That's my baby."
"I love you ." He blurted.
"Khalifaaaa, I know." I said "or is that the jist? " I asked.
"Yeah"
"Mtswee" I hissed playfully.
"Baby you are something els why. You wanted to her something about Selena Gomez and The weekend right?" He said.
"Toh let me tell you something, our love life is far much better than theirs. So why should we be jisting about theirs while we have our." He stated.
" Awwn,my husband is now a scholar . But seriously you are right. Thanks for the correction." I said.
"Anything for my baby." He said.........
Khalifa has been my husband for more than a year now. The story of our love is different from others. We fell in love on social media(whataap specifically.) I was in ss3 then, and he was in his forth year At the university studying engineering. At first, I though he was a player, stupid guy. But then, I came know about hie true color after a year of chasing me.
He became me my Hayatu and still is. And when that overprotective arrogant brother (although then he wasn't .) of mine found out that I was dating a guy, he became flames and grounded me for a whole month plus seizing my phone. I was soo angry because , let's be realistic , I was seventeen for gods sake but he still treats me like a baby . After much pressure and research about khalifa,he finally gave up . We finally got married after four years of courtship . And now we leave in Australia because of his job. But right now, am back to nigeria because I am pregnant
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Hlo cuties
This chapter is kinda short, I just want you to know a little about zahra. You guys need to be voting and commenting wlhy, u are really making me weak without it.
I wanna use this medium to say happy birthday to one little fellow here, my chocolate pie, my sweetheart. AishaMuhh_ wishing you long life and properties. May god keep on blessing you.
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