Perks of being kanuri.

pobk- Appreciation

Slm,
So I finally did it.
I can't believe I have finished my second novel.
Wow.
These journey would have never been special with out your support.
You all made it golden .
So thank you.
Dedication goes to everyone reading this book and u AysherBukarh.
You were the reason I wrote this novel.
God, when I started it ,
i had no clue or direction of were am headed to.
With each passing chapter I learnt what story I want to tell.
I was to start the sequel of my book titled Anatomy of the heart but you told me to try something else first.
Well thank you for the advice.
Thank you all for the supports and votes it means alot.
I will be doing a Q&A segment, so ask your questions.
Send pm, ask in the comment box, etcetera.
Feel free to ask about anything, me the author, falmata, mustapha even kanuri the language our the culture.
Will love to hear from you.
Yes and I will love to have an editor, anyone interested? ?.
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Falmata what's wrong with you? , it's just 3am*Mustapha groan.
Yeah I know and I want ice cream * i whined.
You can get it in the morning * argued mustapha.
No now * i demanded now sitting up.
Please * he pleaded tapping my nose.
We want it * I said giving him the puppy dog eyes.
Ok, ok * he said standing up to change into a more presentable outfit.
I stood up standing in front of my full length mirror assessing the changes in my body.
I have grown quite a little bit chubby and my belly bump is almost unnoticeable.
Am currently in my 9week now.
Hey , aren't you the one that insist on getting ice cream now and you are here worshipping your self * scolds mustapha.
Whatever * I rolled my eyes.
Mustapha took me all around Manhattan in search of an open ice cream store, we finally arrived at cold cold creamery store which we were lucky to find open.
What flavor do you want* asked mustapha .
I don't know, I don't want ice cream anymore * I huffed.
What * exclaimed mustapha gobsmacked.
If I don't know you, I would swear you are bipolar * he said.
What don't Blame me, Blame the pregnancy * I defended myself.
Really Bama girl * Mustapha furrowed his brows.
Ok, your treat .
Mustapha I want wafer stick * I pouted.
He tuts .
Grabbing mustapha's hand, I placed it on my tummy.
Really, do you want to deny him what he craves for * I smirked.
No, I didn't say that, and it's a her not him* he said.
No mustapha we have been through this like a million time now, I want a little brave soldier like his father * I said.
No a beautiful queen like her mother *he smiles.
Mustapha started the car and I started to protest when I suddenly heard the pitter patters of the abrupt rain.
Rain *I beamed.
Mustapha let's go in the rain * I pleaded.
I don't think it's a good idea* Mustapha protest.
"You are yet to be a daddy and you are already protective,
You sure are going to make a fun father " I
Said sarcastically.
Mustapha there lost, so i stick out my tongue.
Before mustapha could say anything i open the door and got into the rain making mustapha run after me.
Falmata you are stubborn * he said.
Loosen up a bit and admit you are having fun * I advice.
I love you falmata *he said.
No, scream it * I said.
You crazy it's to four in the morning and you want me to yell and wake up the neighborhood* said mustapha.
If you don't, then i will be forced to think otherwise * I said warily.
I lovvvve you, falmata.
I nodded my head in disapproval making him yell again.
I love you so so so * he yelled and we both chuckled.
I love you even more * I said given him a passionate kiss.
suddenly I began to sneeze.
Mustapha was worried and began to mentally blaming himself for letting me out in the rain.
He removed his jacket and gave me.
He led me to car, just when we were about leaving I remember.
Ice cream * I beamed.
Ya Allah * he sighed.
He went and got chocolate ice cream with wafer stick toppings .
You're complicated * he said.
Don't blame me, Blame the hormones * I smirked
Mustapha drove us home.
Immediately we entered he got me to the fireplace and made me coffee.
Did I forget to say , mustapha and I live separated from the rest of the family.
Yes mustapha got us an apartment near his work and still close to mum and Dad.
My hands were shaking as I reach out for the cup of coffee.
I was shivering.
Mustapha faced palmed his self and muttered *why did i let you have ice cream despite you catching cold*
Because you love me * I said given him a peck.
Drink up, you still have to go back to bed so that you won't miss your lectures later*ordered mustapha.

Sameera is attending the same college as I am but she's in her finally year. I will love to mention she's very supportive of mustapha and I now.
When ever we meet in school, she hadly let me do anything. I Remembered when she came with her finance to introduce him to us, she even cooked the diner and did the dishes. Ya Salam, will ever thought I will live to see the day that sameera will be pampering me.
Are you day dreaming of me * asked mustapha gaining my attention.
Don't full your self * I retorted.
You are not changing the top, you still have to go to bed now * Mustapha reminded me.

But I want to stay home with you * I whined.
Mustapha open his mouth to say something but then closes it again "ok "he answered.
What will we do all day?* he asked
Have a wonderful pillow talk, eat on bee , go to sameera's. Yeah my new favorite hangout.
Then go to the park, get baritos , watch netflixs, go for baby shopping and get back and cuddle all night long* I said.
Mustapha was staring at me as I cooed all my plans.
That's alot for one day * he finally said.
Would you rather go to work than spend the whole day kissing and cuddling with your wife * I said sassily.
He leans and gave me a sensational kiss.
Does that answer your question? *he asked.
Yeah, I answered licking my lips that still had his essence.
Mustapha would surely make a great father * I mentally said.
I kept smiling at how adorable he looks right now.
Why are you smiling he asked .
Because I don't need to dream any longer .......yeah *he asked......yes, because I found you, you are my dream * I said.
Mustapha reached for my hands and held them in his, caressing it
"My dear Aroosa, may Allah reunite us in Janna." said mustapha devouring his thoughts.
I loved at his sweetness with so much adoration as he kisses my hands.
Daddy's gonna spoil little princess with so much love* I whispered.
Of course he will and so will mummy *he said.

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