"Wow that's nice but have you thought of a name?  I mean brand name". She asked

"Mhmm. I was thinking of maybe Royal design event management". I said scrunching my face a little as if scared of saying it

"Perfecto. I like it. So when would you go for brand name?  I know a person that is good at designing brand logos "

"Cool then I'll meet him whenever he's ready'

"Hullo guys" Said Ashraf sitting down on one of the couch.

"Ooo red velvet!" He said with enthusiasm scrubbing his hands.

"Don't! Don't touch my cake" Yelled Islam  because she knows exactly what he'll do but he didn't listen to her he just grabbed the cake she has been monitoring since

He sat down on the chair he stood up earlier

"Wallahi Ammiey must know this". She said heading upstairs

"Ashraf you are so naughty Wallahi" I said laughing

"Matar Yaya can you imagine she bake her cakes or dounoghts without giving me she'll just package and would collect money from people and give them but she just can't do one for free"

"Of course it's her business so what do you want her to do? Just bring money and you'll get it to your own self"

He wanted to say something but stopped as he saw Tim Tim descending down the stairs

"Oh no!  She's coming" He said trying to hide but she saw him already

"Ya Ashraf dan Allah I want you to help me solve this equation".

"Yes ? I can't hear you. What did you say?"  He said innocently after  he heard her.

"Plessssse ! Help me solve this"

"What? I can't hear you I think I've got problem with my ear canal"

"Ya Ashraf I hate this type of thing I know you heard me. Please!" She whined

"Yes? Oh my did you say I should walk you down the street. I'm sorry am  a busy bee you know" He sad innocently

"No I said please crawl me to the sky. She said in a sarcastic way which I just had to bust out laughing

Rest in peace in advance Ashraf. I said as I went upstairs laughing
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Well what would I say?

Everything went well and okay and all because of Ammiey and her family. They treated us like their sisters or blood relatives while Ammiey treated us like her real children. Islam  helped me and I enrolled myself in a school to learn event management and also Imanhelped me with cooking lessons. Everything went perfect but yet, I still  didn't receive any news about the maishanus if not Ya tima that we call frequently and she comes frequently but she hates talking about what happened. She says let bygones be bygones. Eventually we got the house we wanted and we packed our furniture and brought it to Abuja with the help of ya tima and Jafar. In 3 days we were done with everything with the help of Islam, anty Amina, and Ashraf after series of arguments between Tim Tim and Ashraf saying this should be kept here or this should be kept here. That's all they do lol. We were finally done and we relocated to our house at gwarinpa and we really enjoy staying here.....
My ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts

"Islamiiiii!!" I said as I picked the call.

"Waalaikumu salam" She said sarcastically

"Sarcastic being I totally forgot to say salam"

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