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Chapter 19-Am Back!

Zaynab

"Heyyyy",Fatima screams and runs over to me then hugs me tightly.

"Hey",I chuckle at how excited she is. I get it, I haven't seen her or the rest in a while.

"Look at my babies. Oh my Lawwddddddddd, the hotness is too much like",both her and Aisha gush over the twins while fanning their faces.

"Y'all perverts, the fuck",Aaleyah shakes her head which made everyone laugh. The twins start laughing also then they stop abruptly AT THE SAME FREAKING TIME. It just made us laugh harder.

"They look like their dad, he's one hot one eh",Aisha whispers to me.

I gasp lowly and smack her lightly then look at Abiodun who's staring out the window with arms folded. I wonder what he thinking about, buuut, besides that. The pose he's in right now just makes him look even more irresistible.

"I need a picture. Can you tell Abiodun to come over, I want a family picture",Fatima tells me.

"Uh, Abiodun doesn't like cameras. But I'll try".

"ABIODUN",I call.

He doesn't reply, he looks to be in a deep thought. I wonder what he's actually thinking about.

"Hey, dude",Fawaz pats Abiodun on the shoulder. Abiodun glances over at him and raises an eyebrow.

"The girls need you",Fawaz snickers.

Abiodun looks over at us and raises an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah?".

"The girls want a picture of me, you and the boys. Will you take just one?".

He glances at Fatima and Aisha who have their phones ready then back at me.

"I don't like cameras",he says.

"Yeah, figured. Just take one of me and the boys",I tell the girls.

"He's a weird one",Aisha mumbles.

"Not everyone likes cameras Aisha. Now shush and make me look even more fabulous",I tell her.

She giggles then starts snapping random pictures of me hugging, kissing, looking and tickling my sons.

"MOMMY, MOMMY. It's my turn to hold them",Yousif yells and stands beside me.

"Aww, aren't you so adorable",Fatima ruffles his hair making him smile then he hides his face in my chest.

"Aww, look who's suddenly shy",I laugh along with Aaleyah, even his dad let out a chuckle.

"Yousif, baby, you can't hold them yet. Your hands are tiny and remember yesterday you nearly dropped one of them",I tell him.

"Yeah, but that was yesterday",he frowns.

"Daddyyyy, tell mommy to let me carry them",he whines then hugs Abiodun's legs.

"Okay, the names are chosen",daddy and uncle Aman both walk out with the imam.

"Yeah?".

Everyone sits down waiting for them to tell us.

They turn towards the baby in Aamanee's arms.

"Rakeem (compassionate)".

"And"

Everyone turns to the one in my arms.

"Rasheed (wise and prudent)".

I smile then glance at Abiodun who's looking at the boys back and forth.