My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter Twenty

Hello.... Sweethearts. I know you would want to kill me right now, for being ghost for a while now.... the thing is that..... urghhh....... fine.... I was soooo lazy to type so I stuck to reading other novels on wattpad but when I saw the messages and all it then brought me back to life.... thank you all very very much...!! I love you all💙

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Do the best you can until you know better. When you know better, you do better.
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ZOEYA'S POV

I'm on my way back from the grocery store. Its been two days since their Zinayd's visit so the food in the house is getting finished quickly. I went to the supermarket to get some foodstuffs. I look at the driver who was honking impatiently at a red car was reversing in the middle of the road. Danjuma the driver caused silently at the car after it sped off. I caught a quick glance at the driver. It was Khadeejarh in red. What the hell is she doing here?.

"Is everything okay ma'am?". Danjuma looked concerned while I craned my neck.

"Yes...... I thought I saw someone". I said pushing the thought away.

Still lost in thought I found myself in front of my house. I stepped down from the car while Danjuma tried collecting the brown grocery bags from me but I declined.

I stepped into a silent house. Weird I was greeted by an adorable sight of my siblings and husband. Zinayd had his head on Aaryan's lap while Zaynab has her head on His chest. They are all eating from a bowl of popcorn. They were watching a cartoon and by the looks of it Aaryan was forced to watch it.

Zaynab turned lazily to me and said "welcome Aunt Zoe". She stood up and headed towards me.

"How are you dear". I said while patting her back as she hugged me.

"Aunt Zoe!!!". Zinayd shrieked as he ran into my arms causing me to stumble

"How many times have I told you not to hug me that way?. I'm not strong baby". I said while running my hands through His overgrown hair. He really needs to go to the saloon.

"Sowie aunty. Eat yam and potatoes and you will be strong like me". He said delightfully. What's with this boy and yam and potatoes.

"And who thought you that Dumbo?". Zaynab said rolling her eyes.

"Language Zaynab". Aaryan's features looked serious as he corrected Zaynab.

Zaynab put her hands up in surrender and turned back to watch the cartoon.

"Lemme help you". Zinayd offered while lifting a brown bag.

"careful sweetheart". I called after him

"Welcome". Aaryan said while hugging me. I buried my head in the crook of his neck inhaling him. Inhaling his scent. Something about him was different.

"You okay?". I asked him. He looked a bit tried and confused but then forced a smile.

"Um yeah. And lima called earlier, she said she will be coming over to spend a day with us because she will be going for a conference". He said uneasily

"Okay". I said still looking unsure.

"Umm umm". Zaynab cleared her throat.

Aaryan looked at me in confusion while I shrugged my shoulders

"Young lady haven't you been taught that.....". Aaryan started while talking to Zaynab.

"Sshhh, let her be. Come help me let's Cook lunch". I said to Aaryan.

He picked up the paper and headed to the kitchen. We found Zinayd helping Rukkayah offload the grocery.

"Welcome ma'am". Rukkayah smiled at me