Chapter 15.

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Life Of Rukayya
By Aminahyahaya🍁
Chapter 18.

Sadeeq's

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As we left the event centre, we hoped to our home. Yes our home with me, my wife and mama.

Rukayya has been silent all the while and she looked sad. I made a mental note to park and ask her

"Are you okay" i asked her

She didn't reply and still looking out of the window. Looks like she's in deep thought. So i shock her gently "rukky are you okay?" I asked again

"Bismillah" she said frightened

"Sorry I didn't hear, were you talking?" she asked looking at me

"Oh yeah i was but it seems you mind travelled to another world" " are you okay? Is anything wrong with you? Are hungry? Are you tired" i asked worried

"Hahahahaha" she laughs

Oh My Almighty Allah look how cute and beautiful she look

"Breath Ya sadeeq, so you can talk like this?, i never even imagined it" she said laughing

"Oh yeah dole ai, amana fa aka bani, i most extra care, and you are also my wife" i said winking at her

She quickly looked down blushing

"Ahah so matana is shy? Yau dinnan zan cire kunyan duka" i said hoping on the road

She kept silent........

Few seconds later...
(Yeppp i am this crazy)😂😛

Ding ding. The sound of a message recieved

I brought out the phone, as the phone woke up, to my suprise i saw a name i never thought would ever text or call me. So i read

From Teema:

Happy married life Habibii
I love you so very much
A text of love from your future wife, FATIMA your habibty. Have a nice dream.

"Innalillahi wainna ilaihir rajiun" i kept repeating audibly unknowingly

And this brought rukky's attention.

"Ya sadeeq lfy, is something wrong?" She asked worried

Before i could answer another sound of a text from a different phone. Meaning it is from rukayya's

She picked up the phone to check

After some few seconds, she locked the phone.

Deep down inside me i want to know what was written in there but I don't want her to think i want control her life. So I dismissed the thought as we reached the street which'd lead us to our home. Yessss our home. Mama, my wife and I.

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