Happily Ever After

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"Mummy mummy! My teacher said I should braid my hair" Hanan said swinging her arms and I know I should have taken braidings seriously back then "I already told your teacher that your hair is too big and all the hair stylist couldn't braid it" I said knowing that I'd learn how to braid soon for my little angel

"Okay mummy" she said pouting a bit
"Don't give mummy that face, come on now smile for mama" I said and she was still pouting "Tickling time" I alarmed and she froze, I tickled her as she threw fits of laughter "I'm smiling I'm smiling" she said between laughs and I stopped "Next time it won't be that easy" I said holding her cheeks as she smiled up to me

"Hurry we're gonna be late" Kabeer yelled from downstairs, I rushed downstairs with Hanan and their lunch boxes since Hanif was already with his dad
"Love you mummy" they both said "Love you more babies" I said as they rushed to the car

"Love you my angel" Kabeer said holding my waist "Love you too" I said frowning a bit looking everywhere but him "Awwn don't tell me you're gonna miss me" he said lifting my chin "No" I said frowning "Don't give me that face you know the rules" he said and I pouted a bit "Okay then your call" he shrugged as he began to tickle me

"Stop! Stop!" I said between laughs "Are you gonna be sad again?" He asked and I shook my head "I can't hear you" he said continuing "No! No please" I said and he stopped we were now on the floor
"Love you babe" he said looking at my eyes "Love you more" I said as he pecked my nose and left for his flight to Paris
"I'm going to miss that dude" I thought to myself as I began to clean. After cleaning the whole house, I cleaned myself, wore my red abaya and rolled a black scarf, it's been a while I applied heavy makeup and so I did, frowning at my bushy eyebrows but there's no way I'm ever carving it,considering that it is haram, after smiling at the mirror I took a couple of selfies and assembled at the kitchen, thinking about what to cook, I heard shuffling in the living room and I got frightened instantly, grabbing a spatula I headed towards the sound

"Hello?" I called out. Really now? I thought to myself, do I really think I'm in a horror movie, so the burglar would just be like "Oh hey! How do you do?" God, sometimes I can be really dumb, blame it on Kabeer tho, I was distracted from my chain of thoughts when someone big clinged their self on me "Arghhh!" I screamed before discovering it was him

"God you scared me" I said slapping his arm as he laughed "You should see your reaction" he said between laughs and I mouthed "Not funny" "It's funny" he replied "So wassup? Why are you back?" I asked "You know the kids are away, right?" He asked and I nodded. I then gasped as he smirked "Nothing is going to happen" I said and he smirked even more "What do you mean?" He asked smirking

"Anything you're thinking" I said "What am I thinking?" He asked straight "Uhm... I dunno" I replied and he smirked "Anyways I'm here for a purpose" he sighed "Which is?" I asked "To kidnap you" he said smiling mischievously "Really now? Really?" I asked with a straight face as he shrugged and grabbed my wrist as we made it to the car

"Mr kidnapper aren't you supposed to blindfold me" I said and he quickly did "So where are we going?" I asked as I hear the roar of the engine "Don't ask me, I'm your kidnapper" he said "What about your flight?" I asked confused "Who owns the jet?" He asked and I sighed "You" I replied "And who owns the company?" He asked and I scoffed "You" I replied "Exactly" he said and so the ride was silent except Mufti Menk's voice from the radio who kept lecturing about the importance of Sallah. Ma Shaa Allah, if I wasn't married, I'd gladly be his third or fourth wife, astagfirullah

We were there in no time, only God knows where, I was tired of scolding him from his speed, my eyes were itchy and my body numb. He grabbed my hand and helped me out, I was taking small gentle steps with his support and it felt like we made it inside because I no longer felt the scorching sun but was welcomed by chilled breeze. My blindfold was taken off and as I tried readjusting my eyes to the brightness, I heard a loud random "Happy birthday" and then I saw everybody, Beelarh and her beautiful daughter Rafiqa, Zuliey with her handsome son Amir, Nifah and her soon to be husband Mubarak, Khalid, Khaleefah, Khalil, Biber with her now little pudgy belly and some random people I don't know, a beautiful hall was decorated with lots of beautiful flowers and balloons, a huge cake designed with chocolate and 25 written on it

I actually thought they had forgotten my birthday but I'm glad they didn't. Various gifts was packed at one side of the small hall and I saw my little angels, aren't they supposed to be in school tho? Looks like I'd scold someone later

"Come and cut your cake" Beelarh offered her hand and I locked my hand in hers as I cut the cake "This cake is so lovely, who made it?" I asked licking the icing "I did" Beelarh said melodiously and all her brothers grunted "What?" She glared at them "Don't mind them" I said taking a slice, stuffing my face "Mmmh this is good" I said between bites, she smirked at her brothers who only rolled their eyes. We played mini games, chit chats and had lots of fun

"Yauwa Khaleefah, yaushe zakayi aure?" (Ehen Khaleefah, when are you getting married? " I asked and he sighed "Wallahy aure yanzu sai a slow" (By Allah I don't know yet) he replied "Meyasa?" (Why?) I asked "Wallahy yarinyan da nakeso bata gama schooling ba" (By Allah, the girl I love is yet to finish schooling) he replied "Ina take schooling?" (Where is she schooling) I asked "A Malaysia take schooling" (She schools at Malaysia) he replied

"Ahn ahn kace big girl ce" (Ahn ahn she's a big girl) I said astonished "Kinsan nasan kyau" (You know I know what beauty is) he said "Can't wait to see her" I said "I'm not with my phone, dana nuna miki hotonta( I'd have shown you her picture)" he said proudly and I smiled "She's just like you" he said and I gasped "Really?" I asked and he nodded "Your brother is doing a good job then" I smiled "Ba wani nan, if it was me I'd have taken care of you way more better, Allah ya nuna mana ranar bikina da bayansa( May Allah spare our lives to my wedding and after it)" he said as I mouthed ameen

"Me nakeji haka? ( What am I hearing like this?)" Kabeer chipped in and Khaleefah froze "Rainin ka ya kai haka? (Your irresponsibility has reached this extend?) You're even flirting with my wife? Let me see how you'd ever visit me again" Kabeer said angrily "Haba ya Kabeer. Me yayi zafi haka shin ba wuta ba? Wasa fa nakeyi (What's so hot if not fire? I'm only kidding)" Khaleefah said and Kabeer mouthed better
A/N: Forgive my translations😩

"Yauwa ko kaifa? Man's not hot kenan" Khaleefah said as Kabeer chased him "Wallahy Khaleefah zanci kaniyanka" he said as he couldn't catch up with him and we all laughed. We made it home a bit late, the twins had fallen asleep on the ride and we went to lay them in their beds, reciting azkhar and kissing their foreheads

"I have a surprise for you" he said smiling and I smiled back tailing behind him. I sat on the edge of the bed and he brought a package for me
"Babe you don't have to, you've done more than enough" I said thinking about all the gifts he gave me, his lavishing too much on me "It's never enough for my favourite person in the world" he said and I smiled "Open it" he said and I mouthed thank you, I ripped the parcel in no time and I saw a beautiful Qur'an, I only hugged him not knowing how to show my appreciation

"Thank you for loving me" I whispered trying to hold my tears in "Thank you for being part of me. Thank you for being the best husband any lady could ever pray for" I said, tears now rolling down my cheeks and he hushed me "I should be thanking you, thank you for being modest, thank you for being good, thank you for the breakfast, thank you for being real, thank you for being you, thank you for being Salima. I love you to the moon and back. In Shaa Allah, when we make it to Jannah it'd still be me and you, I love you my halal, my source of good earnings from Allah, I love you my wife. I'm glad Allah created you for me, I can never thank him enough" he said pecking my nose, his face was soaked from his tears and I wiped it kissing his hands

"I love you" was all I could manage to say

Lights out🌚











A/N: Wallaah by now I'm supposed to round this book up😫

Anyways I hope everyone is doing good?
Yeah?
Okay.....Alhamdulillah then😃

Reasons for your late updates: I'm lazy, busy, tired and lazy😭😭

What not to forget: I love you all, I can never stop loving you guys no matter how hard I try.....so annoying😒😒 I'd still find myself loving y'all more😭

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