THE LIFE OF A NIGERIAN TEENAGER ✔

39~ THE FIRST NIGHT

So I suck at making descriptions just imagine how the reception is and continue from here.

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After the reception we went back into the house. The reception was in the compound so I didn't have to spend extra hours on the car before arriving at the destination. Surhail house was beautiful it was a simple two story building in the heart of Abuja.  Wuse 2. It has a huge compound. With parking space and extra small building I was told was the boys quarters.

The outside didn't do much justice to the inside, Surhail family insisted on furnishing the house as it was the Sunnah of the Prophet. The living room was beautiful. Two huge chandeliers lighted the room. The furniture consisted of grey couches and white curtains. Even with the veil on my face, I could still clearly make out how the room was.

  We didn't sit I'm the living room, rather made our way upstairs and I was situated on the bed. I raised my veil and take in the room.

"Masha Allah." My cousin chorused. I didn't say anything but was equally mesmerized. Grey just like the outside but with a touch of gold.

We sat there for a while. My cousins chatting away and making Snapchat videos. Not the same with me. I was quiet..too quiet. And eager to. All week I wanted to speak to Surhail but wasn't able to. Finally I will get to speak to him. Even at the reception hall. We barely talked. He held my hand and whispered."it's okay." And that was it. although he danced like it was his last day on earth, with his friends spraying him money. I almost forgot the dilemma I was in but now its back full force.

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"Assalamu Alaikum." He walked into the room. I was alone. Everyone left when they heard the Ango has arrived. My face was covered. I was nervously playing with my fingers. I tilted my head up looking at him. He sat down at the edge of the bed close to me. I could smell his cologne. The one I missed so much and without realizing it, I started sobbing. I was about to face one of the hardest moments of my life.

"Baby." He whispered and then pulled me into his chest. He rubbed my back soothingly while whispering sweet nothing into my ears. Eventually I calmed down. He raised my veil up and lovingly wiped away my tears.

"Why are you crying? Do you know how long I have waited for this day? Let's start it filled with joy." He smiled. "Let's pray first and eat. I know for a fact that you haven't eaten anything all day." He raised me up and removed my veil. With a smile he dragged me up and removed my veil. With a smile. He dragged me to the bathroom.

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Confused. I was confused. Why wasn't Surhail mentioning the pregnancy? Why was he acting like nothing was wrong? Why? I wanted something from him. Anything. We were done praying and also done eating. We were still in the living room. Quiet. No one said a word. Until eventually he turned to me.

"Are you sleeping? Should we go and sleep."

My heart beat faster. Why wasn't he confronting me? Why? Why?
I meekly nodded, with a smile. He helped me up. When we got to the room. He began down to unstrap my shoes and then helped me zipped my gown. He tucked me in like a child. He changed out of his clothes and then joined me on the bed. Hugging me from behind and drawing the blanket over us.

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So one chapter to go and we're done. Anticipate. In the meanwhile drop what ever questions you have for me. Life, school, relationship anything and i will do a YouTube video answering you guys.