Kano State, Nigeria.
2018.

Falak woke up around six in the morning and they only went back to sleep at five after they prayed Fajr. She don't get why she hardly gets any sleep in the morning and will always be waiting for seven before she stands up to go and take bath then get dressed. After that, she will go and make breakfast. They leave for the hospital after that morning routine everyday. She gets bored now and needs a new adventure but nothing comes to her head everyday.

An idea popped to her head so she stood up and sprang into action. She went to their vanity table and removed an eyeliner, mascara, blood red lipstick and kohl. Fixating her eyes on the expensive brands in her hand, she released a wicked grin at them before moving with determination and ardent desire lurking from every pore in her body. That is a huge step for her but she will do that anyways. She was bored and woke up early so what better way than quench that boredom on her husband.

She settled down on the bed and propped on her knees then move closer to Shaddad's sleeping form. He is not really a heavy sleeper but he was so tired the night before after going through three surgeries so he might be tired and won't wake up just by something touching his face. She removed the lid of the eyeliner then traced it atop his eyes just before his eyelashes. She made a straight line then changed her decision and made a cat eyes with long wings that almost reached his brow.

Going down to his lashes, she removed the mascara's lid and started combing his already long lashes but as she combs it, it gets longer, thicker and darker. She grinned because the mascara is waterproof and even after a bath, he'd still look like a girl and there is nothing more entertaining than seeing Shaddad looking girly in the hospital. She finds it hard holding in her laughter because it is really rumbling and her stomach is tightening too much to the point of aching.

Seeing the blood red lipstick in her hand, she removed it's lid too and started lining his lips. Oh no, she couldn't hold back her laughter after that. She laughed so hard then immediately lock her mouth with her left hand so he won't wake up and he didn't even stir so she adjusted the lipstick and make it look beautiful like a woman's lips. Having a plump lips makes him look even more beautiful than she thought but looking beautiful make her jealous so she smeared some across his cheeks and forehead then his jaw.

Happy with her handiwork, she removed her phone from underneath the her pillow and took countless pictures of him with the makeup. She gently placed her phone back and started her trip to the bathroom, walking drunkenly due to the laughs she is erupting from her closed mouth. She took a quick bath and walked out not wanting to miss the chance of telling Shaddad to look at the mirror so she could laugh to her heart's content.

Seeing that he hasn't woken up, she quickly went to the closet and changed into a black and white striped palazzo and white button up shirt then tucked it in. She didn't tie her hair just so she could run back to the room and see what Shaddad will do after seeing his face. She ran back to their room and find him stirring on the bed looking happy and content with the sleep he just had. He was wide awake when she laughed at him because all in all, he looks hilarious beyond words.

He looks so confused seeing her laughing by the door to the closet but stood up and said silent prayer. His wife is crazy and he shouldn't think hard when she does something crazy so he kept quite and started to make his way to the bathroom only to be stopped when Falak shook her head in a No. She didn't let him leave and continue laughing so she took deep breaths and stopped laughing but couldn't and kept laughing for a good minute before she stopped again.

"Please take a look at yourself in the mirror before going to the bathroom." She said in between hard breathes due to lack of oxygen.

Shaddad narrowed his eyes and made his way to the vanity table where the huge mirror is sitting on. He didn't want to look at the mirror knowing whatever it is that Falak is talking about won't be good then again, his fastidious side is overpowering his mind so he raised his head and look into the mirror only for his heart to drop to his stomach so as his mouth wanting to badly say it is only a nightmare and he is not the same person staring at the mirror.

No, that didn't happen. Falak's roaring laughter behind him is enough to prove to him that she did what he is suspecting. She is the one who met up with an accident on his face and he could only stare at her through the mirror as she laughs right behind him. She looks so beautiful with her eyes closed and tears running down due to laughter. She can't remember when was the last time she laughed like that.

"What happened here?" Came his stern voice when he was almost caught gazing at her with adoring eyes. She looks to be having a lot of fun so he can't bring his heart to be pissed at her.

"Makeup artists genie visited the night before I think." She continue to laugh extremely hard, clutching her stomach tightly with her right hand.

"Oh, is that so?" He raised a perfect brow making her wish she also rearranged it with eyeliner or some brown liner so it won't look too good.

"Yup, that is the only answer." She is down to giggling now. Her laughter having subsided and now she could only see the predatory look in his eyes making her female hormones to tighten in pleasure.

"How about we share the same gift they left, hmm?" He tilted his head to the side, not getting why he feels what he is feeling and started making his way to where she is standing, by the closet door.

"Uhm, what do you mean?" Her eyes are wide but her heart is jumping in excitement, exhilaration and thrill. She don't know what his eyes are trying to say and she can't wait to find out though anxious about seeing another side of Shaddad.

"I'll show you." He started ferrying to where she stands and on impulse, she moved her bare feet back, with each move he made, she takes two since his legs are longer than hers. He closes the space between them in quick strides and stand right in front of her while her back hit the bathroom door.

"What a-are you doing?" She didn't want her voice to waver but it did making her close her eyes tightly, not wanting him to see how thrilling his movement is and how her eyed dilated in desire.

"Showing you." He lean down and whispered on her forehead, breathing his hot morning breath on it then smelled the coconut shampoo she washed her hair earlier with.

Satisfied with her submission, he lean his face to hers and brush his forehead along with hers then touched both her cheeks with his. Making sure the lipstick on his forehead and cheeks are moving to her face which she didn't notice, too far gone in her bubble. Her heart is beating widely in her chest and she could hear it in her ears, throbbing in deafening thumps. Her stomach is tightening in foretaste as she frissons with every graze of his stubble on her smooth cheeks.

"We have same gift now." He moved back and examine his handiwork, he is proud.

Falak was still in her exhilarating thoughts and didn't notice him looking at her with a ghost smile adorning his lips and his eyes twinkle with the laughter he couldn't sprout out from his mouth. She snapped out of it when she felt cold and his body is no more pressed on hers, and she touched her cheek with her left hand then brought it to her eyes only to see it coated in red which made her narrow her eyes into slits at Shaddad who could only let out a ghost smirk.

"Was that really needed?" She pouted and made her way to the bathroom to wash her face but stopped and went back to the room then took his hand in hers and together they reentered the bathroom. Shaddad could only look at their intertwined hands with strange feeling bubbling inside him.

"What?!" He furrowed his brows when she sat down on the sink and folded her hand while he stood in front of her like she asked him to.

"Wash my face and I will wash yours. That is only fair." She said in a bratty voice making Shaddad to raise a brow.

"Why would I do that?!" He inquired, thoughts running wild.

"Because I ask you to do so. C'mon, I haven't made breakfast and we are not leaving till after having one so be fast if you don't want us to be late.." She gave him the face wash sitting on one of the him or her sink.

"You are unbelievable." He grumbled underneath his breath and put little soap on his fingers and started washing her face, feeling the smooth skin under his hand, coaxing her face.

Falak closed her eyes on instincts and let go of her lips in silent gasp, he hasn't seen anything more arousing. The feel of his hand on her face is something she's never imagined in her wildest dream. His soft hand glazing around her cheeks, her jaw up to her forehead, she could only lean into his hand. She didn't know when she ached her back or when she took a shaky breath and let out. Her head is gone and her mind is already in the gutter so she let her eyes closed and didn't open them, she is afraid of what to do if she opens her eyes.

Shaddad could only stare at the beautiful specie in front of him. His eyes dilated and his hands move gently around her lush face. She looks like a puzzle he can't fix, she is always up to something that makes him feel annoyed, irritated but there is also fondness and tenderness he's never felt. She makes the organ he studied about feel like it is stronger than him and as though he hasn't read a thing about that organ. She infuriates him but her felicity is his own passion in a weird way.

When he was done, he removed a small white fluffy towel and rinsed it in the sink before cleaning her face. She grinned at him widely and hop off the sink then washed her face with water in the sink. Her heart is palpitating in her chest and her female hormones tighten in preclude.

"It's your turn." She beamed and move his body so he could lean on the sink but he was taller than her still. She pouts, feeling like a midget then narrowed her eyes around the bathroom.

"Sit on the toilet, you are way taller than me." She push him and sat him down on the toilet and he could only follow, still entranced with what happened some minutes ago.

She put on some soap on both her hands then rubbed both hands making the soap foamy and move to where he is. Raising both the hands at him so she would look like a zombie with wide grin across her lips. He only shook his head and waited silently for her to finish washing his face so he could get ready for office. He has some important rounds to make in the hospital that very day so any minute is precious to him that day.

She move both her hands to his face and start to gently clean the lipstick on his face, the eyeliner, coaxing his eyes to close. He feels like going back to sleep again because of the way her hands massages his face like she was a former masseur. He enjoyed every bit of it and was a little pissed when she finished and rinsed his face with the towel he used for her before leaving him in the bathroom so they could both calm their souring hearts.

Quickly, she whipped yam squash and serve it with her famous mango juice then sat down and wait for Shaddad to come then stood up to bring a cup in case he doesn't want mango juice, he can pour the coffee from the coffeemaker beside them and she won't do more trips after she starts eating.

Shortly, Shaddad walked out dressed like he usually does in eggplant coloured slacks, matching waistcoat with matching tie and frost white dress shirt. Falak could only drool for a few second before his dominating presence filled her lungs and she had to wake up from her daydream. She followed him with her eyes as he sat down like the future King he is. She is just noticing how Royally he sits so she grinned at another idea that popped then served the yam squash in one plate for them.

Standing up, she gently move to where he is sitting and sat down on his laps, taking him completely off guard hence his wide eyes.

Even with her heart sitting in her throat, she still manage to adjust herself on his thighs and wound her left arm around his neck then took one yam squash and gave him. It took him some fashionable seconds before he opened his mouth, still baffled at what she is doing and her scent wafting in his nostrils.

"You should not look so surprised. That is what husbands and wives do nowadays so it's all cool." She grinned like a Cheshire cat and munch on one yam squash as though her heart is not palpitating in her heart and she is so nervous having Shaddad's body aligned with hers.

"Okay?" He raised a brow in amusement but got comfortable and hesitantly place his hand on the left side of her body, not fully touching her though.

His heart soured with desire and her scent wafting around his head is only arousing him but he kept cool.

After their eventful breakfast with Falak not letting him eat himself, they stood up and made their way to the door. Falak adjusted her white veil around her head in muffler then pick the black barrel bag she kept on the couch. She slipped black slippers around her feet then she was set to go.

"I am going to drive." She gave him a puppy dog eyes when he looked at her in horror. The thought of her hitting his baby is just torturous so he hid the keys in his palms, they were dangling in his fingers before but after hearing her statement, he isn't sure about his baby's safety.

"No." He shook his head for emphasis and unlock the car.

"C'mon, I'm not that bad. And if you don't let me drive, I will report you to the King that you refused to consummate our marriage last night even after so much persistence and seduction from me." She crossed her arms around her chest, totally not aware that she slipped the words out of her mouth till it was too late.

She didn't let the bravado façade fall though, she won't let him see how much she wants to run away. Thankfully, the guards give them much needed privacy whenever they are together so she won't bother about them hearing her dumb words. Her head is really stupid as she couldn't think about anything else at that moment except that. It is the only thing that will make Shaddad uncomfortable and uncomfortableness is what gets Shaddad in a leash.

"What?!" He all but yelled which came out in a calm voice and Falak only shrugged her shoulders, tapping her feet furiously on the interlocked floor in impatience.

Shaddad sighed and gave her the keys then settled himself in the passenger's seat. He can't believe Falak is blackmailing him with that. Oh, he is going to make her pay for that, he will just have to do that. It brought an evil glint to his eyes same as amusement. He will like to see her reaction after it happened, he can't wait.

The drive to the hospital was also eventful. Falak kept driving roughly around the busy streets of Kano but gratefully, the streets were empty that morning. Even the guards have trouble keeping up with her and Shaddad, well, he stopped asking her to slow down after the fifth time and only pray she gets them to the hospital safely.

Never again and her punishment is firm!

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