Gombe, Dukku town.

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By three thirty pm, Haneesa had managed to help Ahmaad dress up in a cream Kaftan with Zanna Bukar cap perched on his head after much difficulty, she had to pour cold water on his body before he sprinted out of the bed stomping his feet and whining saying he is so sleepy. She fed him his lunch seeing he missed lunch with the family members and after flirting here and there, stealing kisses he finally let her be to dress the twins.

With the help of Hasiba, they bathed them and dressed them in their cute outfits. Aslaha was wearing a bright pink dress and white pantyhose and whit headband on her silky, soft hair. While Aslam on the other hand was wearing a black jeans and red shirt, they looked so adorable. Haneesa even went to the extent of finishing his touch with a black bow which he kept pulling until she kept him busy by pushing his sucker in his mouth.

"MaashaAlalh they look so adorable" Hasiba gushed wrapping Aslaha in her flannel.

"MaashaAllah. Thank you" she beamed feeling a wave of happiness and joy spread in her body. So this is what Adda Hayrah felt every time she laid her eyes on the twins. This is the feeling she gets when Haadiya and Bahiyaa dress up in an outfit she bought with her last penny. The feeling is amazing.

"I will keep them busy, besides Aslaha looks like she will sleep anytime soon. You can quickly dress up.." Hasiba said rocking the baby in her hand and Haneesa sigh nodding her head. Aslaha wasn't the problem rather Aslam is, she he notice that neither Haneesa nor Ahmaad is close he starts to bawl his little eyes out. He is not a fan of new people crowding over him.

Handing him a cradle which he kept attempting to hold in his grip, she smiled and ran to the bathroom to take a bathe. She was so exhausted, who said taking care of twins is easy? Who said organizing a wedding is easy at all?

By the time she stepped out from the bathroom Aslam was crying really hard she wished there is a way she can push him back inside her womb. Hasiba was trying her best to pacify him but he didn't hear any of it.

"I'm ignoring you and don't you dare look at me until I am all dressed up.." She pouted grabbing her black and sky blue eight piece blouse and skirt. It was their first anko with Inbihaj, they have up to seven clothes to slay before they leave Dukku.

"Aunty Haneesa just take your child before he alerts all the people in the palace, they will think I am punishing him" Hasiba said when she sat on the bed ready to rub her body with her body shop cream.

Groaning, she moved forward to collect him before feeding him. A knock on the door jolted her out of her staring competition with Aslam and Hasiba opened it to reveal Inbihaj with Ajma. She was already dressed in her anko and her makeup and scarf is on point.

"You're not ready yet?! The guests have arrived" Inbihaj gasped handing Ajma to Hasiba. She was dressed in a black dress with matching black shoes, her hair was packed in a cute ponytail making her look so pretty and adorable.

How was she going to tell her that Ummah delayed her? Earlier when she went to her room to help her dress up on Hajiya's command, she saw Ummah on the verge of losing it breaking her perfumes into pieces. She had shivered and tried to calm her down but she sent her of her room only to call her back ten minutes later when she was calm, she ordered her to clean the broken glass (even though she can ask a maid to do that) after then she urged her to iron her clothes with charcoal iron which burnt her finger several time (she has never used one of those but who is she to complain) it took her a while before she ironed it and when she took it to Ummah she had already changed her mind and was dressed in her black iro and buba with silver accessories ad lining. She almost cried from frustration but decided on it.

'What are you waiting for again? Go and dress up and be fast about it. Msst must I tell you everything?!' She had yelled at her and Haneesa walked out angry.

"Aslam won't let me be. You look dope but Ajma looks more dope" she teased. She decided to leave Ummah's story for another time.

"Whatever, bring the baby here and get dressed. Inna Naana is making a scene already wai Haidar's wife is taking her time. Blah blah blah..."

"Mssst Allah ka raba ni da jaraban matar nan. (God spare me from this woman's trouble)"

"Ameen sister. Now be fast before he realizes he is not in his mother's hand.."

She smiled, "well he is in his other mother's hand so he will be fine"

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By the time Haneesa and Inbihaj with their kids joined the rest in the living room, lunch was over and most of the people have disappeared leaving only the elders in the living room. They greeted them and Hajiya introduced the guests to Haneesa seeing she was new. The man whom she understood was Ahmaad's grandfather's best friend blessed her and showered her with lots of blessings. It took a lot of explanation before he realized she was Haidar's wife, he was quite old.
After then, Hajiya ushered them to run back inside and check on dinner. They finished everything and walked back to the second living room were the youngsters were sitting and talking about the upcoming wedding.

"Adda Haneesa" Nabiila yelled throwing herself on her.

"Biila. I missed you! When did you arrive?"

"I missed you more and my babies, we arrived earlier this morning. I couldn't find you and well I was too exhausted so I snuck inside Hajiya's room and slept"

"Don't listen to her Adda Haneesa, she wasn't exhausted she was just moody. I don't know what's wrong with her nowadays" Rakiya buzzed in glaring at Nabiila who ignored her, she was glowing like the bride she is. The gyaran jiki is working.

"Rakiya I'm fine, please let this matter go already."

"I'm not blind Biila, you can tell me if you don't want to be part of this wedding celebration. I won't force you but you cannot be gloomy when I am getting married! Are you not happy for me?"

Haneesa could sense were this is going to so she quickly intervened, "Rakiya give her a break. Maybe she is just knackered"

"I'll be right back" Nabiila excused her self before running out of the parlor.

"See what I am talking about.. Msst" Rakiya hissed before walking away to join few of her friends that followed her to Dukku. They were sitting on the floor planning the wedding while munching on the freshly made chin-chin, cup cakes and other traditional snacks.

Haneesa took it upon herself to find out if Nabiila was okay so she escaped from the living room holding Aslam in her hand firmly. He is now fast asleep while Aslaha is with Hasiba in Inbihaj's side. She walked there and tugged Aslam on the bed while reminding Hasiba to keep a close eye on them. Ajma was practicing how to walk with Kubra running behind her worrying over her which was such a cute sight.

Smiling, she left the room in search of Nabiila but that search came to an end she she bumped into someone.

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"Subhanalilahi!" she gasped

"Why are you always running up and down habibty, you can't please anyone and you can't make everything perfect. Take a break" she heard his voice as he wrap his hands around her waist.

"I'm not running, I was walking when you decided to bump into me" she snapped.

"I'm sorry. No need to get angry but what can I do? It's the only way I can get your attention nowadays"

"Ahmaadu leave me this instant. someone might see us for Heaven's sake" she gasped aware of their position.

"So? You are my wife and it is Halal" he leaned in to kiss her but she was quick to stop him with her hand.

"Don't be naughty"

"I miss my Anee" he pout sending a shiver down her spine.

"I miss you too Ahmaadu but I have to go and look for Biila so let me go" she wiggled out of his grip and he slowly untangled her.

"I saw her in the backyard, she was crying and when I asked her if she was fine she said yes. It's high time you tell me what's wrong with my sis don't you think?" He raised his perfectly, naturally, shaped eyebrows up and she swoon over his handsomeness.

"Stop doing that, you are distracting me" she whine making him to laugh. Turning on their heels they walked to the backyard enjoying each other's company and smiling.

"I don't know what is wrong with her but we can find out now.." She replied stepping in front of him so she could reach to Nabiila first who was on the swing staring into space.

"Nabiila" she called sitting beside her while Ahmaad sat on the wooden chair before them.

"Na'am?" She wiped away her tears looking from her brother to his wife in confusion.

"I know I haven't been the best brother and all but Biila you can talk to me okay? Yes we are not so close since we didn't exactly grow up together but you can always talk to me. I'm your brother kinji? Talk to me" Ahmaad said in a soft tone placing his hand on her lap.

"Ya Haidar it's nothing like that, I am fine" she argued and Haneesa sigh.

"You know you are just like your brother. String headed"

"Okay we are talking about Nabiila here Anee not me"

"No need to worry over me, I am fine." She cut the duo before they start arguing.

"Aisha Nabiila I am not pleading with you to tell me what's wrong with you I am actually commanding you. Do you think I am happy seeing you like this? Or that I don't notice?" Ahmaad asked his voice a little higher than he intended it to be.

"Yaayaa..." She cried hugging him, he hugged her back not saying a word to her. He let her cry for sometime before pleading with her to tell him something.

"Jédà" he tried calming her down patting her head.

"Please yaaya don't force me to tell you anything when I am not ready to. DanAllah don't force me. I promise I will tell you when I am ready.."

He sighed, he actually thought she was going to tell him what is wrong with her but he forgot, she is just like him. Strong headed. "Fine"

"Thank you"

"Haneesa let's go.." He said standing up before taking his wife with him. They reached their room and she removed her veil and scarf throwing it on the bed in frustration. She just doesn't understand the siblings bond they share. Why won't they share their pains with each other!?

"Why did you agree to her wish so easily? Can't you see how she is hurting?" She asked Ahmaad frustrated.

"I think we should just let her be for sometime" he replied removing his cap and keeping it on the dressing mirror, he proceeded to remove his watch and cufflinks.

"Reverse psychology? It never works Ahmaad! Don't waste your time"

He turned to face her before moving closer and circling her in his hands. "Did I tell you how beautiful and breathtaking you look today?" He raised his eyebrow knowing how it turns her on.

"Well you did now.." She rolled her eyes making him to laugh. That deep, resonating laughter that sends shiver down her spine. SubhanaAllah. She is so much in love with this man!

"I love you Anee, I think that's a decision I will never regret. Choosing you to be my wife and the mother to my kids" he kissed her on her forehead.

"I love you too Ahmadidi"

He frowned, he hates that name and she is aware of that yet she teases him with it every time. "You shall be punished" he let his hand roll the zipper of her blouse down before sealing their lips.

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mmah koo jaraban duniya.

that person that prayed for me to update today pray for my wellbeing and also pray for me to get rid of my laziness😂😂

I have a question for all the ladies here please; what is that special habit you want your future husband to have?? list em... I know you have many.

As for me...

Lemme not bore you😆

See you in the next shapta😂

Bye💖💖