Doctor Dreamy✔

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER-1

Nigeria

Coming down the plane, Jamaal couldn't think of anything except going home and being embraced in his mother's arms. He knew they were all waiting for him with preparations made, all his family members, his friends and neighbors. He knew the house will be packed which irritated him a little but he knew it was all in good will. He has been away from home for two and a half years now and the only communication he had with home was just once in a while but it was hours long Skype calls. He was summoned by a government hospital in London for his skills in surgeries were exceptional. And after a long while and much persuasion from his mom he decided to come home to his hometown Yola, in Adamawa state.

He finally relaxed after entering the car. A driver was sent to pick him after insisting to his mum that he would rather meet everyone at home, in reality he just wanted to relax himself, he knew he wouldn't get a chance to breathe once he reached home. He was also avoiding the topic his mother spoke to him about in their last call. And there is no escaping it now.

The car came to a stop in their home in Yola. It stood out from all the other houses in the local government coz it was owned by rich influential people who knew their roots and wanted to stick to it. Most people that got rich relocated to Jimeta, the city of Adamawa state or even moved to Abuja.

As he stepped out of the car he met with a pair of light brown eyes that took his breath away and all his troubles evaporated.

'Aren't you going to greet you mother?' he smiled and scooped her up in his arms.

'maami', that was the only thing he said that got her crying.

'maami mi miwarti ta daamu(mum im back don't worry)', He said rubbing her back, only people started coming to greet him did he let her go.

'Dr. Jamaal', he laughed as he greeted his older brother labeeb, he was glad he didn't call him jammy anymore since he became a doctor. He used to be a scrawny lanky boy who didn't talk to people didn't play, had these broken teeth always and was always sticking to his mom.

Now he's the opposite, he has become a tall buff handsome man, the only things that didn't change were his not talking much and the fact that he's still a momma's boy.

The greetings continued with different hugs and praises outside the house until they heard 'achumo le o'nasta ha o'nyaama', his moms voice sounded.

As he entered the house he smelled the smell of bakhoor and a sense of calmness washed over him.

After more greetings and a slight headache forming, his mom called him to eat and he told her he'll do that after he prays.

He entered his room purposely avoiding his grandmother's room because he knew going to her they'll have to have the talk again. And he didn't want that

Performing his prayers he put his phone to charge and came down to eat. He smiled at the sight of his family in the living room eating dinner. 'Are you going to come and eat or I'll have to feed you?', his mom shouted across the room.

'You should I'm sure he hasn't gotten tired of it', it was his sister Jamila he didn't see her when he arrived.

Laughing he hugged her and her husband Amir and they sat down to eat while telling jokes, stories and a little bit of teasing here and there.

'yaya Jamaal nana do donama (brother Jamaal grandma is calling you)' the maid said, 'let him finish eating and pray then he'll come', his mom told the maid.

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He went to the mosque with his brother cousins and brother in law. He dragged his feet all the way home. 'She's not that scary you know', said his other cousin hameed.

'Yes she is' another argues another.

'She's going to talk to me about marriage' he said with dread.

'We know, she has been talking about setting you up with some girls since when she heard you're going to be back', labeeb said. He sighed loudly and kept quiet all the way home.

'assalamu alaikum', he said as he opened the door to nana's room. Saying bismillah, he entered as if he was scared she was going to eat him. The eyes he met when he entered fully confirmed his doubts.

'vurtu', she said looking at the maid. As the maid shut the door his heart dropped to the floor. As he bent down to greet his grandma........................................

Who else has a scary grandma that everyone respects and you have to do anything she asks? If you relate vote and tell us a story in the comments.

Who instead has a very nice grandma who gives you love and cookies and always makes a way out for you when you cause trouble? Vote if you relate.

And if your grandma is neither tell us how she is and vote.

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