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Jawahir Malik Zayyad, the last thing she expected to happen to her is getting married. Especially when she has just finished high school and about to have as she thought, the best time of her live. All those dreams and desires were abru...
I quickly look up to see Ya Akram. oh dear lord. I gulped
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that? Now apologize." I was just staring at him. "Right now." He yelled again.
"Sorry, Hayla." I apologized and she smirked. I rolled my eyes, mentality of course.
I was fidgeting with my fingers and looking at the floor when I was suddenly embraced sideways. "You know I don't like shouting at you, but I really hate it when you do that especially to your elders, so stop it okay?" I nodded.
"Jawahiir...." He warned.
"Okay." I vocalized.
"You won't hug me properly?? I'm back, after all, this month." I turned around and hug him properly.
Ya Akram is our 3rd born, and an Air force officer, he took after Abu. (Abu is a retired Air Vice Marshal *2star general*)He has been in Lagos for the past 3 months. Though he's super strict as you saw earlier, I love him dearly and I really missed him.
"Me ka kawo man daga legas din; what did you bring from Lagos for me?" I asked excitedly. He NEVER comes home without a gift.
"See your mouth kaman legas? Mammie so yarinyanki can speak Hausa?" He teased. She ignored him
"Let her be she's angry cuz I woke up late." I don't like it when she's angry with me.
We went outside and took the Sienna so that we could all fit in.
Ya Akram is driving, Suhayl at the passenger seat, Mammie and Mama in the middle row, and lastly me and Suhayla.
Nai'a and Affan are in school, the brides to be are at work and Ya Nana has gone back to Kano.
We arrived about 30minuets later, tho we all live in Asokoro it's still far. I'm eager to know who we are visiting 'cuz I've never been here with any of family members. When the house came into view or shall I say mansion, my jaw dropped.
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Woaah!!
"Who are we here for? The president?" Suhayl voiced out my thoughts.
The house is i mean the mansion i don't even know how to describe it. It's just......... you know.
"Mama who are we visiting?" I inquired again, I think we are at the wrong place.
"This is the Abbas Abdullah's mansion." She replied.
"The Who's?" I asked in confusion.
"You don't know them!?" They all looked surprised even Mammie.
"You don't know them or you've forgotten about them." Mama asked and I shrugged.
