Dedicated to salmmarrhh wallahi she's the one who motivated this update".... Baby say the word and let me go, just let me go..."
~Lewis Capaldi--- Leaving my love behind.
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Amirah's fist hovered on the gate before she dropped them, she was scared and her stomach was in tight knots. This was it, Muhammad was definitely divorcing her and Baba will kill her.Hours prior.
As she mopped the sitting room, Amirah's phone was placed between her ear and shoulder and her neck was bent in an awkward angle to support her multi tasking.
"I enjoy cooking and sketching, it comes in handy especially now that I'm always bored."
"And why are you always bored? You don't have anything doing? No friends?"
"No... I just moved here."
"Your husband doesn't let you work?"
She picked up the bucket, "not really, we haven't spoken about it, it's not like we talk much about anything actually."
"I'm really interested. Were you both forced by your parents to get married or what?"
Amirah chuckled, "no it's just that..."
"How about you tell me all about over lunch, I'll be heading out of the office in a few minutes."
Her heart rate increased, "Uhmm... I'm not..."
"Just friends Amirah. Just friends, I promise."
"Okay but I don't really know anywhere so how do I get to where you are?"
"You can take a taxi, I'll pay. When you get one, give the driver the phone so I'll give him the description."
"Okay. I'll just go get ready then."
"It's not date o, don't do dress to kill."
She bursted into laughter, "you aren't worth my dress to kill."
"That's what they all say babe."
"Get away jor. See you in a few."
Her face was lit up with a smile as she went into her room and changed into jeans and a wrap-around blouse that she's never worn before, she tied her veil and wore a medium length heels before heading out.
She took a Keke to the front of the estate before halting a taxi. AbdulRahman spoke to him, she entered and he drove off.
The drive was short and AbdulRahman was standing outside waiting for her, he was dressed corporately in a suit, with one hand in his pocket, he looked every bit of a snack. A snack she wanted to devour.
Her thoughts made her feel guilty but really, she didn't regret them."So this is your not dress to kill?" He asked in a teasing voice.
"Don't insult me. This doesn't even come close to it."
As he moved towards the taxi, the driver drove off."I paid." She simply said looking at him with at triumphant smile.
"Show off."
"Independent." She corrected as she walked by his side into the exquisite looking restaurant. The door slided open when they approached, the interior had a dark, comforting feel.
Few people were around, AbdulRahman led them to a table. She didn't expect him to pull out her chair, he didn't disappoint.
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Duchowe"Love isn't enough to make a relationship work, I had to learn that the hard way." Set in the heart of the north, Kano state and the heart of the country, Lagos state. Amirah hails from the typical hausa home and is considered to be the typica...