His Skivvy

Chaper 17 ( Blithe )

Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullah

Baby❤️
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Sadiq's POV

Taking the seats on the empty wind bell in the middle. No one but the only two of us sitting next to each other almost touching. Thanks to the engineers that made this one with two sits unlike the other one back in Abuja. Thanks to Layla's scared self if not we'll end up having a very boring fun. I can already see her pacing! Lol! Is really gonna be fun. I chuckled burrowing my head before she see me already laughing at her and kill me.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked looking at her.

"What do you mean I'm okay? Of course I'm fine." She said trying to look okay which I know she isn't.

The man asked, "Are you ready?"

Laylah looked at me and I shouted we're ready and closed the hard glass window. Making sure everywhere is closed. And laylah almost chocked on her breath. I'm loving this. I murmured to myself.

The wind bell started going round, round, and round slowly. Is not that it doesn't move fast, it does but not as fast as you think because is very dangerous and it's indeed scary because it's very high, big, and tall.

We started going up,- up and up higher than you know. Just Laylah couldn't hold herself so she quickly take a grip of my hand very tightly closing her eyes tightly too. I hold her hand back and without her knowing, I took a photo of her and selfie of the both of us and even some short video clips to show our childrens Insha Allah.

A while later, the swing start coming to a halt, and Whilst hearing the irritating sound it makes, Laylah hugged me real tight like her life depended on me. I finally get my chance so I hugged her back too. God! Her soft body, her bust Slightly touching my chest. Just then, she jerked herself off as if she just come back to the reality of life. While I secretively take hold of myself drawing back.

I look up at her and thank god she didn't get to know what I'm about to do. So I masked my guilty self and keep it aside, taking back the other Mr doctor she know.

"We're done with this, and I pray you enjoy it well."
I winked knowing right she didn't enjoy a bit of it.

"Well! Sorry man, this time around, you're wrong. I enjoy every bit of it is so refreshing. And mind you, this is how I normally act every time I try. So don't even think...."

"Okay oo, since you said so. No hard feelings. Is fine. Now let's go to water splash."

"Oyah now!" She said forming.

I chuckled and lead the way. We stop by and get some candy. A long stick for Laylah and a small one for me because I'm not into sugary foods. Whilst walking to the exact place, Laylah keep blabbering about how much she missed candies. And I couldn't be happy seeing how she's now fully adjusting towards me.

Going there, thesame thing happen as I hired all the place for the two of us and that's how we enjoyed the speedy ride with water splashing on both of us. This one, laylah adjust unlike the other one. She laugh whilst the splashing of water and even raise her hands in the sky.

Pirouette ship is more fun because this time around we ride together with people. And I can say is more fun than the other ones.

And lastly, Bumper car. I never know she can really drive the car well till we began. She keep running over and bumping my car hundred times and every time she do so she'll be chittering and happy.

I'm so happy Looking at her this way. I pray this smile dwell forever.

After our fun, we found ourself in the nearby Restaurant with fresh cuisines. We ordered different foods because Laylah doesn't eat much Carbohydrates and fats. All in the name of dieting. Have you ever seen a person dieting and still taking sugary foods as well? Then Laylah can be a great psychopath when it comes to this part.

She never cease to amaze me this girl. But I love her this way! And is not like she's fat. She's not even close to that. We ate to our heart content because of how hungry we're. When laylah said I should eat some coco pops lately, I didn't take a single of it because I can't eat knowing she's starving.

This is basically how we spend our day. Alhamdulillah for today!

Laylah's POV

After the long ride to our home, We part ways to take our baths and refresh a bit because right now I can say we all stink due to how much fatigue we've gathered. (We literally don't stink!).

After a refreshing hot shower, I changed into a simple knee length chiffon shirt and a barge trousers. I simply put on my already readymade turban and it fitted perfectly. (Mind you, I'm not trynna look good for him. Is just good to look good and not good to look bad).

I made my way to the main ground thinking of making a hot chocolate for dinner. Just trying to be nice too after all I know Mr doctor doesn't like it but he'll surely not decline anything I made.

After making the hot chocolate, I saw him gently walking towards the kitchen dinning. He sat there waiting for me to come I guess.

"Here! And don't say you'll not take it" I pleasingly said.

"I'm taking it of course." And he take a long sip.

"Uhm- Mr doctor!" I called

Typing away from his phone he looked up at me and muttered "uhm?"

"Thank you for Today and every other single day too!" I thanked him immensely.

"You don't have to actually, is my duty. I mean uhm-uhm- is nothing. Anything for you."

I smiled and sip my hot chocolate before it gets cold.

I'm loving the way we interact everyday and it's kind of improving every bit. I cannot thank Allah less for blessing me with such a person. A stranger turning to a family. My life is indeed a total mess I can say because I'm just a fool for trusting that idiot. Not even him but any other person indeed. Including Sadiq, His aunt and her husband as well. And any other person apart from my mum and dad. Because this world is nothing but a story!

A story that has no end. My Mother always tell me to trust no one. And this is exactly what's happening. I'll never trust anyone. The fact that I followed them doesn't mean I trust them a little bit no matter how. I only have no option, homeless, shattered into pieces, powerless, helpless, nowhere to go! And I'm scared my so called uncle will find me again!!

The last months have been nothing but hectic and sorrowful. From the perishing of my father, having unstoppable problems with my immediate uncle, The vanishing of my Mother, and the misery I've gone through from my uncle!

It's indeed a deep secret and torture I've gone through! Those days are horrible, horrific, dreadful, sorrowful and painful as well! The pain I've gone through know no boundaries! I've been inflicted by pain and more! Sleepless nights! Worst nightmares which keep haunting, jeering and taunting me till date!

Just the mare thinking of it is A sin! I hate you Uncle!!!! I hate the feeling of calling him uncle but what? He'll forever still be my Heartless uncle! I wonder if this is really what we get out of the world! Every person have a story to tell. The only difference is someone's story is bitter!

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Baby❤️