Life with Love✓

Chapter 8

Hauwa's POV

I searched through my clothes, looking for a beautiful and yet decent dress to put on.
After minutes of contemplation, I finally pulled out a blue and pink highwaist skirt along with a plain white short sleeves T-shirt.
Suddenly, I felt an arm wrap around my waist.
"I think the crop top will be perfect on you." He put his chin on my shoulder while still holding my waist.
"I want to dress decent," I was getting used to him holding me close to himself. "Remember your cousin is coming." I told him.
"You could change it when he comes, now it's just me and you, it's just us."he turned me to face him.
"But.. But..."I stuttered.
"Sh..."he placed his finger on my lips. "A kiss wouldn't hurt."he brought his face closer to mine.
I just rolled my eyes and wanted to walk away.
"We're not done with our business baby girl,"he grabbed my hand and pushed me on the bed. "Just some seconds." He said in a seductive manner.
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After the incident that happened in the bedroom, I did my ghusl and got dressed.
"Which shorts do you think will look good on me?"he held out camo print short and a navy blue short.
"That one."I pointed to the camo shorts.
He got dressed, then we went downstairs to have breakfast.
Layla, the cook had prepared toast, grilled chicken wings and coffee.
We both sat down to eat.
I was so hungry like crazy..
As I picked up a toast and was about to crunch it, Yaseer stopped me.
"Am gonna feed ya, and you'll do the same." He collected the toast from me.
"Okay, go ahead."I told him as my stomach grumbled for the hundredth time.
"On my lap."he tapped on his lap.
I gave him that 'are you serious' look, and he returned it with a 'yeah I am damn serious baby girl' look.
I didn't want to argue coz I was starving, so I just followed his orders and he began to feed me.
When we were  done with the whole lover scenario, he suggested we go to the outdoor backyard.
I had never been to that part of the house till then. There were well mowed grasses with finely grown flowers of different type around, the view of the sunrise and sunset was perfect from there.
There were about three hammocks , a bench and a swing.
"So do you like this place?"he asked as he encaged his fingers into mine.
I just nodded and ran to the swing.
I sat on it, and Yaseer pushed me really high.
"Yaseer go a bit slower."I told him with fear clearly heard in my voice.
"Not until you give me a name other than Yaseer." He pushed even harder.
"Okay, fine, i'll give you one."I said.
"Am listening."he still pushed.
"Monkey?I said in a giggly tone.
He stopped the swing and I immediately jump off it and started running, mr monkey chased after me.
We ran like cat and dog, until he caught me, and we both fell on the grass giggling.
"You naughty baby girl,"he kissed me. "You think am a monkey right?"
"Yeah, your ears look like one."I pulled his left ear.
"Then you deserve this."he began tickling me, and I laughed really hard.
Just then, a voice interrupted.
"I see my cousin is having a great time."a voice said.
Yaseer immediately stood up.
I wasn't wearing my hijab, but at least I was putting on a cap.
"Broski."Yaseer chanted.
I remained where I sat and didn't turn.
"So where our wife dey?"I heard the guy ask.
"Our wife kenan... No be your wife o, na my wife bros," I heard Yaseer's voice come closer.
"Here she is, don't admire her too much o."Yaseer bent down to kiss me.
I turned, and to my surprise, I saw.......

Amar!!?

He just stood there in surprise with hatred, betrayal and anger in his eyes.
"Hi."I fake smiled as I pretended I didn't know him.
Oh my Lord...
"Amar I told you not to admire her too much koh, and see you, you are  just staring at her."Yaseer playfully punched Amar's shoulder.
"Oh, so this is your wife?"I heard the way Amar tried to hold back his tears. "She ain't  even as beautiful as I thought."Amar told Yaseer not even sparing me a glance.
"That's rude."Yaseer frowned.
"Okay bro, I need to leave now, got work at the office."Amar said while walking back into the house.
"I'll escort ya bro."Yaseer caught up with Amar.
"He didn't even spare a glance."I sighed heavily.
"Coz you are married to someone else." My inner mind muttered.
I stood up from the grass and went straight up to Yaseer's and I's room.
I ran into the bathroom, locked the door, closed the water closet(WC) and sat on it, then began crying my eyes and heart out.

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Amar's POV

I couldn't believe my eyes and ears when my cousin introduced Hauwa as his wife.
I mean, this was the girl that I loved and she said she also loved me, if that was true, then why did she marry someone else? And why didn't she tell me she was getting married and couldn't marry me?
For the first time since I had ever known Hauwa, I felt wrath, betrayal and hatred for her strongly.
I just couldn't fix that piece of puzzle into it place.
Why? Why did she keep this from me?!
Or did she just want to play with my emotions???

Yaseer's POV

After escorting Amar, I went back to the outdoor backyard, but Hauwa wasn't there, so I decided to go check our room.
I entered the room, but she wasn't there.
I checked in the closets and any possible hiding place, but I didn't find her.
Suddenly I heard someone sniff, it was as if the person was crying so bad.
I followed the sniffs, and it led to the bathroom door.
I turned the knob, but it was locked.
"Baby girl, are you there?"I knocked on the door.
As I spoke, the sniffing stopped and the person unlocked the door.
As the door opened, it revealed my darling, but it didn't look much like her.
Her eyes were sore and red, her beautiful fair face was now pale and her hair in a mess.
"What happened baby?"I examined her eyes.
She just shook her head and walked to the bed.
"Did anyone hurt you?"I followed her.
She was silent for a while before speaking.
"Mr monkey don't worry, am fine." She smiled and I knew it was a fake one immediately.
"You are lieing to me."I held her hands.
"You are too insecure, I told you I'm fine, your baby girl is absolutely alright."she placed a peck on my cheek.
"Sure?"I wanted to be certain.
"Yeah monkey."she smiled, but this time it was her real smile.
I just loved that smile.
"Right, we weren't finished with our business, you called me monkey."I moved close to her till our knees touched.
"Mr monkey, no time for that."she stood up and went into the bathroom.
After little seconds, I had that spark to just behave mischievous.
I stood up from the bed, and bursted into the bathroom.
She was there, having a bubble bath.
"You?"she tried covering herself with her hand.
"We?"I moved closer to the bath tub.
"Out!"she said at once.
"No way, am staying here."I sat on the already covered WC.
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. phew,
I think I'm enjoying writing this story.
It makes me think about reality and movies also.
Am glad I am updating fast on this story, it's really amazing.....

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