She sat beside him on the couch with just about a foot separating them and she could swear she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

He moved over to cover the little space between them and drape an arm over her shoulders. She looked up and saw him looking at her, he winked at her and she gladly welcomed the sudden rush of heat that went up her cheeks.

She blushed and lowered her gaze to their feet, a queasy feeling settling at the pit of her stomach. He leaned over and used the back of his hand to brush the side of he face, causing her to abruptly look upward with a questioning look in her eyes. When her gaze met his warm brown eyes, she saw a flickers of many unravelled emotions in them, before he quickly masked them out.

"Thank you..." he breathed , and held her hand. "Thank you for every thing " he said, and she was astounded by the sincerity that encased his words. She could only smile back at him.

After some minutes, the delivery man came with their dinner, it was from a new Italian restaurant and she could already drool when she was serving out the dishes on plates for them and their guests. She went to the front palour and told her "guests" dinner was ready , to which they rolled their eyes, but still stood up to follow her. After the quad had seated, they started eating, the only sounds coming from the clutter of cutlery.

Immediately Munaar put a spoonful of the delicious pasta into her mouth, she felt a wave of nausea and she quickly darted to the nearest bathroom, she knelt down in front of the watercloset and gagged. She gagged till she could get nothing more out of her system, her entire body was raking and she felt a new pang of headache. She was vaguely aware of when Nour had followed her, he got inside the bathroom and saw her crouched down by the wc, balling her fists at her stomach whispering all sorts of dua.

"Munaar what's wrong with you?" He said, concern laced in his voice.

"My stomach..... I'm dying...ahhhh wayyo Allah na!!" She kept saying.

He was worried sick by now.

"Me ya faru da chikin ki?(what happened to your stomach) " he asked. On a normal day, she'd have marveled on how his voice sounded soo damn rich when he spoke hausa, but she had other things to be worried of. She tried to numb away the pain but she couldn't and she let out an ear piercing scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh" he flinched. Never in his entire life, had he witnessed something like this. He was scared but he had to be there for her.

Munaar was crying by now the only thing she could feel was his hands making soothing circles on her back. She Let him hold her, to his chest after she had rinsed her mouth of the pungent tasting bile.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. She nodded. He helped her out of the bathroom and took her upstairs to her bedroom. He made her lay down on the bed and he went out, she got up and got out of the jumpsuit she was wearing, and wore a black vest with a plain atampa wrapper around her waist. He came back minutes later with a cup of hot tea and some of the cookies she had cooked earlier with some painkillers and avomine (anti-puke medicine).

"Munaar, tell me..is something wrong with you? Are you sick? What made you puke? Are you feeling okay? Should we go to the hospital? " he asked her in one breath. Despite tge throbbing in her head and abdomen? She couldn't help but smile a his worried questions. And it really inflated her heart that he actually cared about her. She was suddenly shy on how-to explain to him.

"It's nothing... it happens....it's nothing serious" she said hoping he'll drop the matter. She swallowed the drugs and take the tea. With a bite of the cookie.

"How do you call "that" nothing serious." He made an exaggerated gesture with his arms..."did you see the way you were practically dying??" He continued. She chuckled.

"Okay now am funny??" He asked feigning hurt with a twinkle in his eyes. She smiled and shook her head.

"No...seriously ba komai (It's nothing)....it's normal ae, but thanks for staying inh with me." She said and smiled at him. She loved the moment and she didn't want it to end.

"It's my job,as your husband " he said and smirked. She felt a new sensation. He'd finally acknowledged himself as her husband.

She just smiled. She didn't want to let her guards down. For she knew he might be the exact opposite in a few moments. She suddenly became aware that she was only in a tanktop that barely covered her cleavage and she felt insecure. She dragged the duvet up her chin.

He sensed her uneasiness and he stood up to go out.

"What of Ashe and Muneebah?" She asked him.

"They've finished eating and gone to their rooms" he said and she smiled and okay. With one glance at her, He left.
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Munaar's POV ♥

After Nour left the room, i took my phone and dialled my mum, she picked and i told her i had one of my TOM cramp episodes. She advised me to not take anything with sugar and i shul drink lots of warm water. I said okay. I logged on instagram and the notification I saw almost sucked the life out of me........

[Bawuro_M]: The_Ashe_Ngab tagged you in a post

The_Ashe_Ngab tagged me in a post!!!. I knew it wasn't going to be something good ....i know it's good to be optimistic and all, but come to think of it... we are not friends.....at all.

So i tap on the post and I saw it was a picture from the wedding. I looked to gorgeous in the black dress with the golden head, and my make up was on fleek. I was feeling my fine self until i saw the caption under the post.

#fertility goddess of the year#Bawuro_M#expecting my very first nephew or neice, or both#she's already preggy💯💯😲😈

And that was the last straw. I ignored the pain in my stomach and ambulated out of my room, as i marched across the hall to the architects of my predicament. Within seconds, i was standing in front of Ashe's room door,and without knocking, I barged inside, almost blowing the door from it's hinges.

"Excuse me!!!!!" She shrieked. Quickly getting up from the bed. Muneebah was also in the room.

"No you excuse me!" I yell back.

"Why are you so hell bent on fraustrating my life?" What have I ever done to you???" I ask them, my voice shaking from anger.

"What did we do? " Ashe asked.

Muneebah kept mum. Her eyes as round as saucers. Nour came into the room. And i swear i saw muneebah arching her back, so her chest was protruding than it already was...lol

"What is it again???" He said. His eyes are bloodshot and he looked like he was woken up abruptly. I shove my phone into his face and he takes some seconds before he registered the words.

"ASHE!!!!!" He roared.

*****

Ghen ghennn....wuna dey seeee??????.

Who loves the new bond???..
MunaOur is finally setting aboard⛵⛵⛵♥😚💯.

Our bitches are back at it ohhh😝😂😲❌❌❌❌♥

Okay.... the cramp part! I know some of you will say Munaar is exaggerating the pain, but wollah some people get it really tough.... you know, mother nature blesses us in different ways. 🌱⚘.

I love the present Nour 💯😥😚.

Okay enough surrutu.......meet me next chapter .

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