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💫2016💫 Edited

New year
Nigeria
2016
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For the past few months I have been traveling around the whole meeting as many girls as I want just to see who will be like rafah, even with something similar to her so I could marry her but none.

And I couldn't marry a girl who is mentally unstable Rafah other twin sister, even her parents won't welcome such idea.

Going back to Nigeria is a biggest blessings to me that I never knew, the day I went back home.

My private jet landed at the federal capital territory which was not as we left it years back, the country seem to have developed a little bit but still suffering from bad governance.

I gazed at the sun setting and black people going about with there activities with no care at all.

I couldn't say anything precisely about the weather because av been in air con since wen I landed.

The car came to a halt, and I had to see again through the dark window what was happening, I was welcome by a huge black gate and my lips spreed into a contented smile I knew my family has been living very comfortable even after I went mere from the face of Earth for six good months without even hearing from no one.

It really did good to me because I have achieved a lot which among it was been able to be more healthier than before and stop drinking another biggest challenge, I didn't over come was not been able to spent a day without been with a woman.

Well many doctors assured me about healthy tips to say safe from virus. Sexually transmitted infections of course.

Waiting for the driver to open the door for me, I inhale the fresh air of my home, so Masha Allah.

Three faces where already staring at me like some alien, first it was my mom dressed in one of her boubou laces her hair fell on her shoulder just like everyday with a liplop smile spread on her lips.

Mama sweet mama I thought already in her arms she holds me tight to her like i did disappear into the air like I never existed.

My sister stood there watching over us with some amazement in her eyes, smiling down at me.

"Welcome home Bros" was the only thing she murmured to me not even noticing my wild arms stretch for a hug.

I scratched the back of my head following after them into the house, not exchanging a word with the third lady, who was very fair in complexion, plump nose but not fat, a cute pink lips, long neck and the right hour Glass shape I don't know how to name.

I hard to swallow a lump forming in my throat, clearing the thought in my mind.

The house was sparkling clean and smelling so much like home.

"I miss home" I said to myself knowing no one was going to say anything more to me we all sat quietly in the royal blue with a  touch golden, living room.

The sofas are royal blue with a touch of golden, the television is black the TV holder and stand is golden.

The soft safari rug is coloured golden with a touch of silver, the chandelier dangling are also silver with a touch of golden.

The wallpaper covering the room is golden with a few touch of silver, the curtains are blue the living room looks so classy and comfortable just how he wants his home to be.

Only the sound of the air-conditioning and television was all over the living room, my head was rested on the head rest and eyes closed.

"Akhar, show your husband to your room" I heard my mom say to the third person who I assumed to be wife, I didn't say anything or moved from the position I was.

The wife I was married to without my consent never the less she look so good and manageable, has I nice name Akhar I repeated in my brain of course.

"Yaya" I heard a lil tap on my lap making me jerk up from a small nap I fell in.

Opening my eyes slightly I saw saboor my sister standing before me but this time dressed in a maroon long hijab which I didn't get to see the ending.

"Akhar, take him to your room" I heard her repeating the same word my mother said before leaving the living room. Living me with my supposed wife who I guess is a very shy type.

I didn't have to make a fool of myself or my lovely wife I got on my foot in no time and was trailing behind her like a lost puppy, my gaze fixed on her big round fat ass.

We reached a big black double door upstairs where she made a stop to open the door, a long hallway was what we passed through first.

A golden shoe rack filled with high heal was what I saw last at the hall way before a flower tress pot placed by the white door.

The apartment smell so nice with a beautiful wife, Deen thought Killing two birds with one stone at least he won't worry about having to spend the night outside having one night stand all the time.

"If you need anything I'll be just a call away" his supposed wife said blushing red and playing with her red henna stained hands which suits her complexion so well.

"Okay" Deen nodded with a sly liplock smile on his lips walking further Into the room which almost got his breath.

He stopped to check the room for a mili seconds before proceeding to the rest room which also left him surprised.

So Asalamu Alaikum all how are we all doing hope Alhmdulilah and fine may this year be filled with blessings and rizqah, ameen..

So what do you think, will Deen fall in love with his wife or will he cross path with mermerh. ..

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