Laying the bed and trying to adjust the rope of her robe that kept on loosening was what Asiya was doing. They'd just had breakfast and Khalid had gone to a nearby store to get some yoghurt and granola for Asiya. Just then, she received a text message from Amirah telling her that she had to be at home latest by 11am. By the way, Amirah's wedding was kick starting tomorrow. Tomorrow, Friday would be the Kamu and Saturday would be the wedding fatiha and dinner party. On sunday, the bride will be conveyed.

Just as Asiya had finished getting ready, she made her way to the vanity to apply some light makeup. She dabbed some powder on her face and casually did her brows, smeared some lip gloss and she was done. She headed over to the wardrobe to get a matching veil. Just as she bent to find one, Khalid grabbed her waist making her bum on his manhood, that triggered the male feels.

"What do you think you're doing?" Asiya turned as she got up and rested her back on his chest.

"I don't know, it's my soul doing it's job."

"Kai dan Allah, this isn't cinderella. Let go, i have to go out," She turned around and faced him. Now their faces were just inches away.

"Why can't you get enough of me?" She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Only my heart has that answer fah. I honestly don't know. I just love you, i love your smell. I love you,"

"Mm sounds right from your lips,"

He finally let go, she got her matching veil and headed to the living room.

"When will you be back?"

"I should be back soon. Banks are better to go to in the morning, less congestion."

"Toh be safe. I'll see you later, i might go to Umar's house,"

"Oh bye then," she said and left.

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Asiya quickly finished from the bank and on her way home, she received a call from her sales girl.

"Hello Layla,"

"Good morning ma. I came to the shop and I saw that the place was covered with bars and a sticker that reads: Please vacate this place in the next 3 weeks as the owner of the complex will be demolishing the place soon...."

"What?! Wait there, i'm coming!" Asiya hang up and immediately went to her shop.

Just as she got down from the car, she received a call from khalid.

"Hello baby,"

"Mm hello princess, when are you coming back? Hafsa is here to see you,"

"Uhm i'll be back soon, a problem came up at the shop. You didn't go to Umar's house again?"

"I called him and he said he's in Lagos now by the way what happened at the shop?"

"Uhm i'll tell you once i get home. Please serve Hafsa some drinks and snacks and keep her company for me. I'll be there soon."

"Uhm don't you think that'll be odd, she'll feel uncomfortable,"

"Whatever, i'm on my way dai."

By the time she ended the call, she was already on the second floor where her shop was and she walked over to it.

"Sannu ma," Layla said on seeing Asiya.

"Yauwa layla, what is all these kuma," Asiya asked with scrunched up brows.

"Aunty i just came, all the shops were locked but only ours had these bars,"

"Let me call the manager,"

Asiya quickly dialled Jamil Sirika's number and began bombarding him with questions.

"Haba sir, you just give us a notice three weeks to time. How is this fair?"

"Sorry Mrs Bande, we sent an official SMS to owners of all the shops in the complex but i guess due to a technical issue, you didn't receive one,"

"What nonsense?! I will not tolerate this!! I'm going to be busy this weekend but I assure you on Tuesday i'm coming to your office to talk this through."

And then she hang up and began complaining about how disorganised the country had gotten. She then offered Layla a lift to drop her off at AYA roundabout and then head straight home since her house was just in Asokoro.

In just about ten minutes, she got home and went to the second parlour where she assumed Hafsa will be. She walked into Hafsa and Khalid laughing at something.

"I'm so sorry Hafsa. I kept you waiting, wallahi i got caught up with work ne."

"Ah haba no problem, how have you been?"

"Alhamdulillah,"

Asiya then turned to Khalid and sat next to him.

"Khalid, that Jamilu Sirika is something else fah!"

"What did he do?" Khalid asked curiously.

"I was coming home, Layla called me wai there's a problem. I went there only for me to see bars in front of my shop and all my stuff had been packed outside. They pasted a notice stating we should vacate the shop in three weeks that the complex will be demolished,"

"And they're only telling you three weeks to time?"

"Exactly, i called him there and then and he was giving me some silly excuse that they sent an official SMS to all shop owners and they don't know how i didn't get one,"

"How did they know you didn't get one? There's definitely something fishy!"

"Whatever dai, i'm going to meet him on Tuesday after the wedding,"

"Kai this country is something else fah," Hafsa lamented.

Initially Hafsa had come to give Asiya, Amirah's wedding gift as she knew it would be tideous during the wedding. It was a red and blue Super wax ankara and a matching veil. Asiya thanked her dearly and went to their room to show Khalid as he'd gone back to allow the two catch up. He went back to the parlour to thank Hafsa too and she took her leave. Asiya and Khalid quickly performed ablution and prayed Dhuhr together and after that, Asiya went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Just as Asiya was half way through, she had already added the vegetables to the couscous and was stiring it, Khalid walked into the kitchen and sat on one of the counter stools.

"This your Hafsa friend, i find something off about her,"

"Off? Why did you say so?" Asiya asked, covering the lid of the pot halfway to let it simmer.

"Earlier, before you arrived, you know you asked me to keep her company so i was doing just that  and she was talking in some manner asking me some sort of questions,"
Khalid pinched the middle of his brows worriedly.

Asiya moved to sit on the next stool and kept her hands on his laps.

"What was she saying?"

"She was like she wished her husband was like me. How do i keep such a clean shave? I love my wife so much, she wished her husband was like me, and also the one that shocked me the most, wai she wishes she had married someone exactly like me. From my understanding that means she wishes she'd married me," His last sentence made Asiya choke on her spit. Khalid quickly poured her a glass of water and patted her arm..

"Why is she saying stuff like her. Even the other day she came, she praised you and condemned her husband. He's probably not treating her well,"

"Even if he's not treating her well, that doesn't mean she should go around over praising other's husband, she's giving her husband a bad image,"

"You could be right. But the fact that she's even two months pregnant now with baby number two, you'd think all is well,"

"Oh she's pregnant?"

"Yeah she is,"

"No wonder she looked somehow to me,"

"Hmm it's the joy of motherhood," Asiya said and smiled at her misfortune.

"Don't worry babes, by the way, maybe you should pretend to visit her and see what her life is like in her house, i don't have a good feeling about that lady gaskiya,"

"Well maybe i should do that. Wayyo my food is starting to burn, this is all your fault," She quickly rushed to take the pot off the electric plate.

"Me?"

"Yes, you!"

"Sorry, but you were interested,"

"Uhh!" She said irritated as she began plating it. Khalid helped take the plates to the dining and she trailed behind him with a jug of hibiscus drink (zobo) and glass cups.

They discussed about the wedding and planned about how everything will happen over the weekend as they had their lunch.
Later that evening around 4pm, Asiya went to her in laws place to check up on everything and by 5:30 she was back home promising she'd stay over till monday before going back to her house.

"She just can't stay away from her baby boo ai," Amirah teased.

"Shut up! When you get married you'll know what it means," Asiya said.

That night, Khalid cuddled Asiya so tightly in bed. He felt so uneasy but couldn't comprehend why. He had a feeling of a storm nearing them and he didn't like it.

He slid his hands up and down against Asiya' left arm, feeling the soft silk while her head was rested on his shirt. He let out a long sight and released the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"What's wrong? You look so worried, is it about the wedding?"

"No Asiya, i sense something. Bad too. I don't want you to leave me,"

"Why are you speaking like this?"

"I don't know,"

"Don't worry, Allah is watching over us In shaa Allah, everything will be fine by Allah's will,"

"I hope so,"

Another chapter down guys!!!

How did you like it? This is almost like a cliffhanger but not a cliffhanger.

Why do you think Khalid is feeling so worried?

Sha tomorrow is the big day, let's enjoy the moments with Amirah...

Asmaa💕