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JAWAHIR

Ugh! Stupid alarm clock. I knocked it off the bedside. That's the nth one I've broken. After saying the morning supplication, I got off the bed and walked to the bathroom to do my morning business. I decided to just take a bath.

After exiting the bathroom and moisturizing my body. I moved to the closet. Dressing my self in a simple pink long sleeved shirt with floral maxi skirt and fixing my hair into a messy ponytail before wrapping it with a veil.

I met Kande downstairs in the kitchen.

"Ina kwana."

"Ina kwana Kande." I said instead of replying. It feels wrong for her to greet me she's still an elder.

I prepared myself a simple cup of hot chocolate before taking a sit on the barstool.

Laura walked in holding bags of grocery. "Good morning Jawahir." She said as she drop the bags on the counter.

I finally got her to stop calling me Ma'am after I threatened to never speak to her again.

"Morning Laura."

"Uhm, the driver said he'll take his leave now after dropping Sir at the airport."

"Airport?" I echoed in confusion.

"Yes, he left for London today. That's what the driver told me."

"Okay." How dare he?! I walked out of the kitchen a bit angry. Okay more than bit.

He didn't even have the decency to inform me. As his wife I hear this from the workers. I know we are not in any sort of relationship, heck I wouldn't even call us friends. But as his wife, I think i deserve to know.

Now it's enough. I have been tolerating his behavior for the past 2 months. Ever since we visited his family, he has been nothing but cold, aloof and distant. He returned to his old routine of leaving early and returning late. I tried to give him space, thinking it's just a way for him to cope. Laqad auktufiat; I've had enough.

If this is how he wants it then so be it.

I decided to call Mammie to feel less lonely. "Assalamu alaikum Mammie."

"Mrs Jawjaw." A voice sang.

"Ya Nana?" I asked surprised. When did she get here?

"Naam. It's me."

"When did you come? And you didn't even bother to call me koh."

"I was planning on surprising you. But you spoiled it." She grumbled.

I giggled. "How did I? I actually called Mammie, you decided to pick the call, you could have ignored it."

"True. We'll arrive in an hour or two. Is Aayan home?"

"No, actually he traveled today." And didn't even bother to tell me. I wanted to add.

"Ohh okay. Se mun zo, prepare something delicious for us."

"You don't have to tell me."

"Warrever. Bye." I bet she rolled her eyes.

I exhaled heavily. I turned off the Tv, I was watching Siba's table on Food Network. I walked to the kitchen to cook before they arrive. I told Laura to leave and not to cook anything, the maids have also left so I'm the only one, well except the guards.

I know Laura went for grocery shopping today so I have everything I need. For the main course I'll make a beef and vegetable pie. I got my ingredients: Worcestershire sauce, tomato sauce, beef stock, olive oil and finely chopped onions. After mixing the ingredients and putting it in the oven;It takes about 1hr 35mins, I started making the drink. A watermelon and strawberry lemonade consisting 8 cups of cubed watermelon, 1 cup of fresh strawberry, halved. 1/2 cup fresh lemon juice, 1 cup of white sugar and 2 cups of water. It takes ten minutes to make and serves 8 people.

I decided to make dessert too. I still have time, even though she said they'll be here in an hour or two I know they won't arrive that early, se sunyi African time. And definitely the kids will expect something sweet so I'll make Greek yogurt popsicles. Plain yogurt, agave nectar to taste, strawberries, neutral-flavored oil and granulated sugar. It took me 27 minutes to make.

Now everything is ready except the pie. Setting a timer so that it'll automatically turn off the oven when it's done, I went upstairs to change. I changed into

Then tied my black hair into a braided crown, applied kohl and a pale pink lipstick, sprayed perfume then grabbed a hijab incase.

I re-entered the kitchen the same time they timer dinged. I put on my mittens before opening the oven and taking it out. The pie looks yummy.

I set the table neatly and placed everything, but decided to leave the popsicles in the refrigerator. I waltzed to the living room to while away time on Wattpad before they arrive.

The ringing of the intercom brought me out of Wattpad's la la land.

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon Ma'am. There's an Aysha Malik Zayyad here, she said she's your sister."

I face palmed myself. I don't know why they have to call me.

Security reasons.

Isn't it obvious from the last name?

"Ma'am?"

"Oh yes, do let them in. She's my sister and they are family."

After giving a curt okay, the line went silent.

Like I said se sunyi African time. They arrived around 3 hours later after we talked. In an hour or two! Yeah right.

I opened the door before they could ring the bell.

"Ya Nana!" I squealed and leap into her arms.

"Oh you big baby. Kar ki karya ni." She pushed me away and I pouted.

"Sister in law." I exclaimed.

"Mrs Jawjaw." She exclaimed back.

I threw my head back and groaned. "You guys need to stop calling me that."

"But you're a Mrs now, aren't you?" Hairan continued teasing me.

"Let us in abeg, you can whine all you want inside." Ya Nana said stepping inside. Hairan and I followed her.

"Where are the kids?" I asked when I didn't see them come in.

"They're in the car." Ya Nana simply said. In the car but why? "Jafar is parking the car." She explained. He then came in with the kids, he is holding Zarah his last born and Tasleem, Hairan's last born in both hands.

"Jawjaw wannan dankareran gida naki." He said jokingly breathing heavily.

I smiled a bit and greeted him. "Aunty Jawjaw." The kid's chorused. I hugged and pecked them on their cheeks one after the other. Affan and Ammar wiped their cheeks immediately saying they're are boys, Ayman also joining them. These kids, smh.

I collected Tasleem from him before we all settled in the living room. Amma(Hairan's 2nd born) sat beside me. "Aunty Jawjaw, i have been telling my baba to bring me to you but he rwefusd."

"Ohh darling, you're here now and I'll come pick you up someday okay?" She gave me a toothy grin and nodded.

"So you guys refuse to bring her koh?" I accused Hairan.

Hairan rolled her eyes. "If you know how she can be a handful, you'll thank me."

"Hey! my Mammie isn't a handful."

"You have no idea. And I wouldn't want her to interrupt your honeymoon phase."

I simply rolled my eyes but didn't say anything. If only she knew.

We moved to the dining room to have lunch.

"Jaw's hands work wonders. Your food is my favorite." Ya Jafaru said to me as he pushed his plate aside.

"Thank you Abu Ayman." I smiled brightly.

"Hey! That's what you said about my cooking." His wife shot him a playful glare.

"Oh hayati, your cooking will always be my favorite." He winked at her making her blush. Awwn.

"Jawjaw why don't you give us a tour." Hairan said as she fed Tasleem.

"This house is amazing. I really enjoyed designing the interior." Ya Nana added.

"I myself didn't have a tour round the house." I confessed, shrugging my shoulders.

"What?" Ya Nana asked incredulously. "But why?"

I shrugged again. "I don't know. I just didn't." I just didn't feel like it. I didn't want to get comfortable, this still feels like it's temporary. But in sha Allah I will.

"So what you mean is that you haven't explored the house?" Hairan asked for clarification.

I nodded, standing up. I picked up the plates to put in the dishwasher. "Yallah lets go get dessert." I said to the kids making them shout a yay.

We went to the kitchen. I brought out the popsicles and gave them each. After thanking me, they left probably to continue watching Tv.

"Ya Jaw." I swirled around to see Nai'a.

"What is it?" I asked over my shoulder and returned to putting the dishes away.

"When are you coming home? You haven't been there in a while." She said as she licked her popsicle. "I miss your desserts. I haven't had them in a while."

Now I see what this is about. Back at home I always make dessert after each meal. Abu use to complain that I'll make him fat.

"Mama doesn't make it for you?"

She shot me a look. "You know they would never." She muttered. After wiping my hands with a towel we walked out.

"Soon." I told and she beamed. They miss my food not me, yay!! Please note the sarcasm.

"Let's get this over with."

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We had the tour round the house. Ya Nana was our tour guide since she basically knows the house more than I do. And lemme tell you the house is out of this world. Just how loaded are these people? It has everything I could think of. There's even a mini salon. It's well equipped and has everything. A theater where I know I'll be spending most of my time. An indoor sport court for table tennis, volleyball, badminton and basketball and an indoor and outdoor pool and so much more.

Salon⬆️

Theatre⬆️

Volleyball/Badminton court⬆️

Table Tennis area⬆️

Basketball court⬆️

Indoor pool⬆️

Outdoor pool⬆️

"When are you leaving?"

It's a little bit after Maghrib and they're already leaving. The younger ones are sleeping already after tiring theirselves out. Affan is sleepy too, he keeps dozing off.

"Next two weeks in sha Allah."

"What about their school?" I said while rocking Zarah around as she's trying to wake up.

"Their school is under construction so they have 2 weeks break." Ya Jafaru answered instead.

Nice. That means they'll be here for a while. After placing Zarah in the child car seat, I buckled it up and alighted the car.

I then hugged my sister and sister in law goodbye as well as the kids that are still awake and nodding respectfully at my brother in law.

"Bye!!" I waved at them till the car was out the gate. I sighed and walked back inside. Making sure to lock the doors I dragged myself back to my room, done for the day.

Wani yazo ya dauke ni ya kaini gidan Jawjaw😩😭

Wannan luxury haka
Wayyo ni Maymunatu😖😿

Lemme come and be going👣🚶🏻‍♀️, ko zan hadu da wani dan albarka ya rage man hanya.

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Yours truly
Memzyb✨🌹