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Aysha wake up to the feeling of someone nudging her, and whispering something to her.
"Come on habibty, wake up!" A voice commands, making her to turn on the bed towards the other side.
"Ya Allah ommi, let me sleep for a few minutes more!" She exclaim angrily, she hates it when she is being woken up from a sleep.
"Habibty, come on love, wake up, it's morning already, we missed fajr." The voice say again, this time pulling the blanket away from her, Aysha let out a hiss and open her eyes.
The first thing she notice is her surrounding, everything is different.
Since when is my room color grey?
She question herself, turning to the side and coming eye to eye with her husband, made her memory to come back, she is married, she is Mrs Ahmad now.
So it wasn't a dream!.
"Morning my love!" Ahmad move and lay a chaste kiss on her lips, pulling away and gazing lovely into her eyes.
"Good morning" Aysha reply, casting her eyes down, suddenly feeling shy, not knowing what to do.
How are you suppose to react after a night of endless passion with your spouse?
"Aww you're shy, come on love don't be shy, it's perfectly okay" Ahmad tease and comforted her at the same time. Sitting at the edge of bed, he cup her face "I didn't hurt you did I?" He questions gently as if afraid of the answer.
"I'm fine" Aysha reply, calming him down.
"Come on, let's get you into the bath tub." And with that he lift her up and move her into the bathroom, where a repeat of the past night happen again.
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Aysha walk down the stairs and properly look at house, noticing every nook and cranny.
its so pretty and huge, how many rooms are in the house?
She move to where she assume is the dinning and see Ahmad arranging breakfast on the dining table, but not seeing yasmin and yusra, the two twins and Ahmad younger siblings.
On the table laid jollof rice and fish, and a flask with hot water and tea ingredients.
Aysha smile a real big smile, jollof rice being her absolute favorite food .
She sits on the chair opposite Ahmad and they immediately dove in after muttering Bismillah.
They talk for a while, and Finish eatingj their food, Aysha stand up to take the plates to the sink, but Ahmad beat her to it, telling her to rest and he's got it.
He drop them on the sink and later meet up with her in the living room.
"So what are going to...?" Ahmad was saying when Aysha phone cut him off, Looking over at the phone and seeing an unknown number, Aysha didn't pick up until after the sixth fifth ring.
"Hello" Aysha mutter, wondering who is calling her.
"Miss Aysha?" A heard grudgingly ask.
"Yes?" Aysha reply, more like question.
"You seek an interview with me, a few months ago, my name is jango." The voice introduce
Immediately, Aysha move into work mood.
"Yes sir" She answer.
"Well you can come in now" He say.
"Sir...." Aysha trial off, not knowing what to say.
yesterday was my wedding day ,would it be fair for me to just leave Ahmad and go?.
"Or is there a problem miss?" He question and Aysha immediately replied with a quick no, she can't let this opportunity pass her by.
"I will be there in 30 minutes sir" She propose.
Ahmad was staring at her confuse but waiting patiently for her to end the call before asking questions
"Who was that?" He inquire.
"A client " Aysha replied and sojourn pass him to the room, Ahmad stand up too, trailing behind her.
"And?" He question, seeing her move into the wall in closet to fish out her clothes.
"I'm going to interview him now" Aysha reply nonchalant.
"What?" He query surprise.
Aysha didn't reply him , rather quickly picking up a long sleeved black and white polka dot gown and puld it off with a black veil, black heels and black bag .
She blow a kiss to Ahmad and walk out the door leaving him there standing speechless.
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After the interview Aysha made her way to the office, she is feeling so exhausted, looking at the time on her watch, seeing it's four pm, she hive a sigh, she have to go home soon, reaching the office, she hurried and drop the tape in a safe place before rushing out the door, not missing the curious looks her colleagues are shooting her, not acknowledging them, she rush to the parking lot and drive out.
Only her husband was in her mind, he didn't call her not even once, and she's afraid that he will be angry with her.
You left at home, the day after your wedding and you expect him to be fine?
Ignoring her conscious, she drive home fast, wanting to see her husband and perhaps apologizing.
When she walk in, the house was quiet, clear evidence that Ahmad is not at home, she move upstairs to take a shower and pray Dhur and Asr, mixing prayers are her thing, She then come down and enter the kitchen, knowing she really don't have to cook ad she's a new bride, Ahmad family will be bringing the food for the whole week, she sit down deciding to wait the arrival of her husband.
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Glossary:
Habibty - it means 'My beloved '.
Ommi - it is the Arabic term for 'mother'.
Fajr - the first prayer offered by Muslims, it is offered at dawn before sunrise.
Jollof- it's q type of rice cooked by Africans, where all the spices and seasoning will be cooked together .
Bismillah- it means 'in the name of Allah' it is used by Muslims when about to do anything.
Dhur- the second prayer offered at mid day by Muslims.
Asr- the third prayer offered at sun down, not sunset by Muslims.
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