The door bell ring and i stood up to check who it is only to halt on my tracks when I heard his voice.
"Hi Siri. Check who's at the door" Ayaan said.
" Christianah Jones." Siri said and my eyes widened. I never knew he had siri command......
"Open the door" He commanded walking towards the door. Wallahi i could hear Naheemah's squeals. I walked back to my seat and sat down beside Naheemah.
"Perks of marrying a software engineer" Naheemah said and I shook my head.
"It's siri a speech recognition and intelligent personal assistant application developed by Apple Inc. for its iOS operating system. Stop acting like a bush girl" I hissed
"Looks like you've forgotten that i grew up in a village in Ondo State" Naheemah said and i sigh.

I turned my attention back to the door to see Ayaan hugging the so called Christianah Jones. She was wearing a black fitted skirth which hardly reached her knees, a white t-shirt and a fascinator. Judging from her name she's a christian and today being Sunday, she must be coming from church. But who goes to church in a short skirt?
"I missed you" The girl said and Naheemah let out an 'eww'
"Who's that?" Naheemah asked and I shrugged.
"Probably one of his girlfriends. Let's go to my room." I said standing up and she followed me. Her phone started ringing and she brought it out from her bag.
"Who's that?" I asked
"Ukhty Mutmahinat. Looks like i have to leave. I promised to follow her to Ibadan today." She said and I nod.
"Okay."
"I'm really sorry okay. Allah Hafiz. And don't you dare allow that girlfriend of his to have a peace of mind......"
"Naheemah wallahi I'm just joking. I don't know who she is" I whispered.
"Just watch out. Allah Hafiz" She said and we hug briefly before she head towards the door.
"As Salam Alaykum" Ayaan greeted her and she replied before leaving the house. I turned to leave but the lady's voice stopped me.
"Hi Miskiyyah" She greeted and i turned to face her.
"Hi Christianah" I replied before turning to leave.
"She's beautiful" I heard her whispered to Ayaan and i turny head to see Ayaan's reaction only to see a 'she's disgusting' look on his face disagreeing with the lady.

My walked to my room before hitting the bed. I logged in to our school portal to check where i was posted for internship. Normally, students are to choose where they want to have their internship but they did the opposite during our set. They decided to choose for us. Our internship will begin next month, i have to inform my parents and Ayaan.

My mind wandered to Mrs. Ibrahim and i sighed. She had been ignoring me, she hardly called and had not visited once. I picked up my phone and dial her number.
"As Salam Alaykum" She greeted immediately she answered the call
"Wa Alaykum Salam. How are you doing?" I asked
"Alhamdulillah and you?"
"Alhamdulillah. Mutmahinat did i offended you?" I asked and was welcomed by silence.
"Mutmahinat" I called after a minute of silence.
"No Miskiyyah. Wallahi you did nothing wrong....."
"You stopped calling me and you promised to be visiting me whenever you are around but you didn't. Did i do something wrong?" I asked and she sighed.
"I'll visit you tomorrow, In Sha Allah." She said
"Aren't you going to Ibadan today"
"I'll postpone it" She said
"Fine but you have to tell me everything"
"I'm not promising" She said and I disconnect the call.

My phone beeped to see a message from Daniella which i quickly open.

Daniella 💕💞
I found the hospital where Ayaan's mum is kept.

Me
Text me the address. Thanks alot.

Daniella 💕💞
No problem.

She send me the address and I quickly dressed up. I head downstairs only to halt on my tracks when I remember Ayaan's warning.
"Where are you going?" Speaking of the devil.
"I'm going to the hospital" I said not wanting to lie.
"Hospital? For what?" He asked not believing me.
"One if my relatives was admitted so i want to visit her" I said
"So you plan to leave the house without telling me" He asked folding his hands.
"Wait. What problem do you have in me going out. You really need to stop acting like we are one real couple when we are the opposite. You have no freaking right to restrict my movement. Looks like you don't go through the do's and dont's i gave to you. I wrote it boldly that you have no right to tell me where to go or not. And for your information, I'll start my internship next month and you have no freaking right to stop me from leaving the house. Just go back to your room okay, your girlfriend Christianah or whatever her name is might probably be waiting for you. You son of a bitch" I said angrilly before leaving the house. I got into the car and drove out if the compound.

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