My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter Sixteen

Hey lovelies..............

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AARYAN'S POV
Its been a week after the wedding and she hasn't said a word to me. We don't see that much and when i'm back from work at night she's already fast asleep and in the morning I leave her still sleeping. I feel tired because she doesn't want anything to do with me, she doesn't even want to share a room with me. She doesn't even seem to care about me. I'm not even sure she has my number. I have talked to Aiman but he told me that with time things will flow easily. Thank God we have servants or else I'll run mad if it were only the both of us at home. She will be resuming work this morning and I know how excited she feels cause she complained to Rukkayah our house keeper that she is tired of staying at home.

I was currently driving to the office when the sound of my phone ringing snapped me out of my thoughts
I looked at the caller's ID and found out it was dad.

"Good morning sir". I said after picking it up and put it on speaker.

"Morning son. How's your married life?". His voice was loud and clear which means he has been awake for a while now

"To be honest it's not encouraging". I replied while scattering my damp jerry coiled hair.

"I know but the business deal was". Dad's laughter erupted from the phone
"Don't worry things will work out. She's a really nice girl".

"I just hope so". I sighed.

"Are you on your way?. The Lebanese people are here already". Dad inquired

"Yes. I'll be there in ten minutes"

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ZOEYA'S POV

I woke up and the house sounded empty..........as always. I got up and looked at my alarm clock. It was 6:00 am. I'm resuming work at the hospital today and I feel so excited cause I'm leaving this house for the first time after a week and secondly I'm going back to do what I love doing. It happened that dad asked for a leave before my wedding so I still have my job. I quickly scampered out of my bed and rushed to the bathroom after which I had a hot bath. The weather is getting kinda cold these days. I wore an ankara material which seemed to be most of the things in my wardrobe after marriage. I put on a flat sandal and grabbed my small black purse. I went downstairs to eat breakfast and found Rukkayah making breakfast

"Good morning ma'am". She greeted me. She was a smallish fair woman who took her work seriously.

"Good morning Rukky. How was your night?". I asked her whilst settling on a chair in the kitchen. She was making yamarita for breakfast.

"It was fine ma'am". She responded as she placed some yam on a plate and gave it to me.

"Thank you". I said as I munched my breakfast.

I finished and went out of the door. I was surprised to see a driver waiting for me and when I inquired why he said it was the boss who asked him to.
WTH? What is his problem? All I have done for a week is to avoid him but he just can't do the same. I got into the car and we headed to the hospital. As I was on my way to the hospital my phone rang... It was Fariyah

"Amariya (new wife)". Her voice echoed on the phone

"Hey". I said

"What's that?. Hey?. I mean is that how to greet?". Oh lord!. Not today Fariyah I thought.

"How was your night". I asked pretending not to hear what she said earlier

"It was fine. And how are you feeling today?. Any change?. Are you excited going back?". She asked me sincerely. Honestly the truth is that I haven't seen Fariyah except through Skype but not in person.