"I won't be going anywhere to distribute cards, babe, this is not a wedding I'm looking forward to. Why do you insist I have to go share my wedding card? Besides, this is not my first time being married, so, there's basically nothing to be excited about." Zeenah rambled, as she tied her head gear around her head to cover her soft fluffy hair. She was wearing a blue and black stripped Ankara, and was busy packing her boxes of clothes so they can be sent to Abdul's house. Her new house.She'll be married to AbdulRasheed in two days. Two freaking days! And to say Zeenah wasn't scared was an understatement. She was scared, down to her bones."But that doesn't mean you won't enjoy your wedding and invite your friends," Samirah began, as she moved to the edge of the bed she was sitting, her big bump already visible. "There weren't much events during your first wedding, and I'm so glad we had only one event. But now, I have a very good feeling ab

She read the message again one last time and found herself smiling at the words he had written. He had just complimented her despite everything, and she had no idea why she flushed despite being all alone in the room. She covered her face with both of her hands that had been decorated with beautiful henna decoration and giggled again. Finally, she decided to reply back to his text.'Oh, thanks for the compliments. Guess you just finally decided to notice, but I've always been beautiful, Mr AbdulRasheed.'Okay, that sounded pretty lame even to her. So she decided to send another text. 'I suggest you look as good as I do, so we can complement each other. See you later, Zeenah's new cold hunk husband.'She giggled, and she knew the text would be funny even to the second party. But this was her trying to be as funny as she could. As happy as she could muster. Yes, this was her big day, and she wasn't going to

Her breath clamped for a moment, and she felt as though she had gulped a pill of emotions deep into the pit of her stomach. The shock she felt was real, so real that it startled her and she quickly looked away from him and try to pry her hand away from his tight grip. But hold on, why in the world was it possible for a man to have a soft, yet hard hand like his?Despite her tries, AbdulRasheed refused to let go of her hand, instead, he clutched it more in his and adjusted his sitting position, making sure he was sitting close enough.She blushed furiously as Samirah hopped into the front seat and smiled at the scene she had seen. Why was he trying so hard to unsettle her, she wondered. As the car rolled away, she kept her gaze fixed on her side and stopped trying to pry her hands away from his.The cologne he had used was doing wonders to her, and she thought it was okay to close her eyes, inhale the scent deeply and give

"You won't believe me! Despite all that show he made out there, the man still had the guts to tell me he'll never be interested in me! Me, of all the people he could say that to, AbdulRasheed chose to say those words to me." She paused a little from rambling into the phone and inhaled a deep breath. "Who in the flipping hell does he think he is?" She seethed angrily. It's been five days already, but she was yet to forget what had transpired between them. When his younger sister had visited two days back, AbdulRasheed had acted as though he was totally and actually In love with her, and it had annoyed Zeenah as much as the game excited her.  She was sitting in her new living room, her legs stretched on the glass centre table before her. A plate of rice and stew on it and a cup of chilled tiger nut drink. She had already started cooking and refused to get food fro

It's been ten days since he had last set his eyes on her, ten days since their last encounter, ten days since he had kissed her. That single kiss that had him unnerved for days, And today, they've been married for fifteen days already. Yet, nothing had changed, Zeenah still avoids him.He sighed deeply as he eased his car into his parents' house, it was past Isha and he had just said his prayers in the mosque nearby before he decided to go see his parents.He had no idea how he can be able to get through Zeenah, her phone was not going through, which means that she might have probably blocked his number because he sometimes do hear her laughing from her room which was directly across his. He had tried timing so he could trap her when she was coming out of the room. But that had seemed impossible because Zeenah totally seems to disappear when he was around. All she does was drop little notes by his food on the dining table asking after his