HER SISTER IN-LAWS.

Zayn groaned for the nth time beside Nana. This is the set of eighth guests and he's tired of going from living room to his bedroom so he kissed Nana's cheek again, telling her that he'll be in the other living room and he's going to lock himself up. She should tell them that he is not around. Nana didn't even hear much but she gets where he's coming from and understand it. That kiss only spike up her heart rate after been startled by the doorbell in the middle of their movie watching which he insist on. His kisses are like dire which she needs protection from.

Regaining her breathing, Nana plaster a fake smile for the umpteenth time today to accept the guests. Most if them are Zayn's distant family members, thank God Maaysa is the one accompanying them, the awkwardness will not be too suffocating. How she manage the other sets is beyond her even though Zayn is by her side, he didn't do much importance. He'll just greet them and then snake his arms around her hips then leaving after a few minutes which hassled her.

"Assalamu alaikum!" three women suffused from the front door with Maaysa behind them. She beamed at Nana again before smiling sheepishly seeing how uncomfortable she is with the guests.

Nana replied and they exchange pleasantries before she promenaded into the kitchen to bring refreshment for them and then taking a sit next to Maaysa. Maaysa introduced them as her Aunties from the maternal part. After that, they talk a little before saying it's time for them to leave and said the usual Allah ya bada zaman lafiya. She accompany them to the gate with Maaysa before coming back into the house with Maaysa hot on her tail.

"I hope this is the last set, I'm so tired!" Nana whined, slumping herself on the cream and brown royal couch.

"It is. Don't worry, that's all and they're off to their states. I'm also tired of having them." Maaysa cajoled, walking to the kitchen to arrange the dinner she brought with her for them on the table, not before telling Rukayyah and Hannatu not to bother.

"I didn't see Kaadira and Naazwa." Nana mumbled to Maaysa when she sat down next to her.

"They'll come tonight before leaving to their houses. Grannies will be going back in a week. Uncle Aliyu and Aunt Ramatu will be back tomorrow, be ready to meet them." Maaysa ranted.

"Way to tell me that tomorrow will be stressing again." Nana rolled her eyes.

"Not stressing girl. It's only one more family left and then that's all. They even live with us, the house by the right." Maaysa explained, bringing out her phone to type something before keeping it.

A minute later, Zayn strolled out of the room, walking with a swag that has Nana swooning. He walks with his head up high and his tall figure making a long shadow in front of him. He glare at Maaysa and she immediately scurried away to the front door, yelling a 'bye' to Nana before closing the door behind her. Nana threw a questioning look to Zayn who only shrugged and collapse next to her. She made an attempt to move away from him but he drew her by her hips, firmly gluing her to his body.

"W-what are y-you doing?" She stutter, face flushed and eyes wide like saucers.

"I'm trying to cuddle with my wife, what's wrong with that?" He threw a smirk at her, deepening his left side almost invisible dimple.

"B-bu-t.." She didn't know what to say and kept stuttering. He place his head on her head drawing her waist into him.

"But shut up." he mumbled on her head, drawing tingly circles around her waist even with the cloth between them, she felt like he's touching her naked skin.

After a few more miserable attempts, Nana gave up and snuggle into his warmth, he's her husband after all. She inhaled his scent deeply, making sure he didn't notice before releasing a breathy sigh. Not knowing when her eyes shut close, Nana was jolted awake with Zayn's voice saying something along the line 'come in' and the sound of a door opening. She try her very best to leave the comfort of his body -even though they're not really cuddling, it looks like she's leaning her head on his chest and shoulder- but failed miserably.

Came in Kaadira, Naazwa and Maaysa with paper bags in both their hands. They stood in their tracks when they saw the couple in front of them. The female specie is wide eyed and embarrassing blush around her masking her face whilst the male specie has a huge smirk and eyes full of mirth and happiness with a tinge of annoyance -probablg because they interrupted. His sisters smiled at the couple before ambling into the room and sit on the couch opposite to where the couple are. They don't really mind as their parents also get this kind of cuddly some few years back and this is nothing, they just got married yesterday.

"So, won't you release her? Can't you see your elder sitting here, and what is that beanie doing on your head? It's not that cold." Kaadira threw a smug look to her younger brother who is throwing a glare at her.

"I can't find anyone here." He rolled his eyes before reluctantly leaving the warmness and softness of his wife. This is the first time he's holding her like that and he knew it's because she's tired but they had to show their big heads and ruin everything. He is clearly eschewing away from the beanie question and they all drop it.

"Whatever! We're here to give your wife here her wedding gift. Nana, here." Kaadira called, giving the two flowery paper bags to Nana which she accepted after some teasings from Maaysa.

"Take this one too." Naazwa push two bags to her also and Maaysa keep the four paper bags in her hand, without waiting for Nana's protest. They all stood up.

Nana brush off how Naazwa is not really comfortable with her and she only throw a few words here and there. She's not surprised, not everyone is supposed to like her in his family but her liking her is something huge to her. She don't want that awkward moment when all the four of them will be sitting and then the topic is about her, she'll keep mute and that isn't good for both her and them, it'll be very awkward.

"Thank God, don't come back please." Zayn mumble as they accompany his sisters to the gate.

"Shut up! We didn't come here for you." Kaadira glare at him before walking out through the gate.

"Drive safe. Good night!" Nana's small voice halted Zayn from saying his witty remark back to his sister. She's just so tired that she just wants to sleep peacefully like she did earlier, oops. Even though she doesn't want to admit it, that was the best sleep she's had in so very long, it was calm and peaceful. She's so giddy right now.

They all left and the couple walk back into the house. Zayn not wanting to miss the chance of making her snap -and she did- he drew her by her hips and together they walk back into the house. It's already time for Maghrib so they all take turns performing the ablution in the bathroom before he lead the prayer, knowing that if he is to a walk to the mosque, he'll be late.

After saying their prayer, they walk to the dining room to eat where Maaysa has arranged everything for them. She served the rice for him, scooped some salad and pepper chicken by the side. She place his famous orange juice in front of him -all the while, Zayn was looking at her intently- before serving hers. She sat down opposite to him but he immediately stood up and draw the chair close to hers before she starts to eat. Nana look at him weirdly before deciding to eat as she was very hungry, he's incorrigible.

"Mami, I'm going to sleep on the bed today and you'll also sleep on it. That's final!" He added the last part when she parted her mouth to object.

"Don't call me Mami." She grumbled, keeping four paper bags in the closet, Zayn helping her with the others. The name is just adding to the tingling feeling and she's not comfortable. She just feel so frisson like she's about to jump high in the sky.

"Mami, I'll do whatever I want." He mumbled, removing his shirt, not at all bothered with her presence. But before she could glimpse at anything, she immediately ran out of the closet, yelling at him for been a pervert.

Zayn walk out of the closet in grey sweatpants and plain white shirt, grinning at his wife who has tainted neck and cheek. She adjust her dove hijab before walking into the closet to change. She wore a cotton nightdress and tying her head neatly with lighter dove hijab, before leaving the closet to join him on the bed but she turn around to face the other side, their backs facing each other.

She couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning before finally setting on facing a sleeping Zayn. He looks very calm with his long lashes cascading down to his cheek and his lips slightly parted, soft snore coming out from them. The dimly lit room is giving small light for her to see his features well but his nose is very long and not slightly crooked, it's straight with no flaw. Why is he very perfect?!

A hand snake around her waist when she turn on her side, tired of looking like a creep. She almost jumped at the instant action and coming from a sleeping person, her skin almost left her body. He draw her to his chest and tighten his hold when she tried moving away from him. "Don't move, I like it like this!" He mumbled sleepily in her ears making her shiver in frisson. After some few minutes, she finally stopped struggling and let herself fall asleep in her husband's arms.

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Salam!

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