Samah~~
I sat down looking at the women infront of me arguing about what they wanted the design to be for the bride's maids.
I sat there enjoying the show and it was actually funny how they didnt even want to confront me.
"dont you think it should be off shoulders samah?"
"No it should be one sleeved."
"Yall so old fashioned.
Make it a deep v-neck"
"No make it unique"
The arguments went on and I removed my phone to text Martha's mom who was looking after the kids.
I really felt bad for her because she would get exhausted each passing day seeing that she was looking after chloena and my four babies including whenever Arabi decided that she would drop her three months old boys if they exhausted her.
The good thing was that we got another house help to help with the cooking but after how horrid her food tasted we decided that Mrs walters would be sufficient.
So if she felt exhausted by all the noise and everything then she would call in the baby sitter that my father appointed us with.
She was this middle aged lady who would help with everything and was amazing with the babies.
She would come in more often to help Mrs Walters and some times she would work in the house the whole day and the days that she wasnt around there was a nanny who would come every three days in the week and Mrs walters would chase her away saying that she got it.
In the evening either my mom or my sister would drop around and stick around for some time then go home with chloena and now that Arabi had two boys they would pick then both.
That was why I said that I felt really bad for Mrs Walters.
Those were alot of babies to deal with.
Abelardo like always wasnt around.
The only good thing was that he reduced his working hours from the time that the babies came.
He would come back home at around six to seven and would always make sure to be around for dinner.
The babies were now nine months and as noughty as ever.
They started crawling and from the moment they knew how to craw the broke two vases.
Trashed the cerial boxes and they would always try to open the cupboards whenever they got the chance to.
The stopped sleeping as much as they used to before and that became even more hectic.
Goodness.
These children brought catastrophy to earth.
I was really thankful that they didn't harm themselves because from the time one got a hold of the cereal box that was on the coffee table and trashed it after stuffing some in his mouth and tried to feed his siblings we started being careful about where we placed everything.
The day that Asnat broke a vase because his brothers made her mad and just went and decided to break my favourite vase we also removed them and either hanged or kept in our rooms the framed pictures that were on the fancy wooden stools in the house.
She replied saying that she was okay and I relieved a sigh.
I kept my phone down and looked at the women that were still arguing.
They got to be kidding me.
"I already chose the colour of he dresses
The design ontop yall can choose it but it has to be long and a slit not longer than your mid thigh.
No arguments there " I said and folded my hands.
All the six ladies looked at me agape.
Their voices were now down and as if I solved their problem they all said okay.
To be honest if they didnt keep quiet I would have gotten a migraine.
And as if my mother couldn't be here on time she sashayed in the room looking all glorious.
My father was indeed treating her right.
She spotted some dark pants with long sleeved Versace designed top and heels that were probably my height.
Jokes they were just five inches and sunglasses.
"I heard yall brought a storm" my mother said chuckling and they all looked at her.
No tension.
"Mom since you dont want to greet us Well can I start trying on my dress?" I asked rolling my eyes and she removed her glasses.
Yup.
She was still scary.
She didnt even look a day over thirty.
"Yeah sure go on" she said and took a sit between her daughter and my cousin Ninsee.
She looked alot like my mother's younger sister and Aleiah was the one who had her looks.
In short Ninsee looked like Aleiah.
After trying on a gazillion of dresses I decided to give up.
None of them were my taste.
No one even admired them when I had the on.
Even the one I liked they didnt.
So I decided to give up and when I told my mother that I would come back tomorrow because i was starving and we had been doing the changing of these dresses for five damn hours she took me back and told me that if they have to sit there for a whole week they would do it but I wouldn't come out of here without getting a dress.
I didnt want a custom made one either.
It would take more time and Abelardo was getting impatient.
I loved how it got on his nerves when I told him that three months was a short period this was the fourth month and according to the invitations the wedding was two weeks from now and I still didnt have a dress.
I guess that was the reason my mother kept me here.
Tomorrow we would go for cake tasting and later on take these women to get their designs for their dress done.
By the way Arham left the hospital a week ago.
The doctors claimed that he was okay but would take him days to cope and when he was coming home he didnt look any slight okay.
Not at all but afte attending some counselling and therapy I guess he got better because he could smile now and you would see the twinkle in his eyes.
My mom decided to help me choose the dress and when I was about to skip this dress that I had been skipping I touched the material and my mother looked at me.
"Take it" she said and removed it out of the hanger with the help of the stylist who didnt look any bit annoyed or even bored or mad.
This woman whose name I forgot had been walking and helping me for the last seven hours that we have been here.
I didnt know shopping for one dress would be this hectic or I would have told Abelardo to go and get me a dress himself.
I hesitated a little but my mother forced me to atleast try it.
She went back to wait with the girls who still had not finished their late lunch.
It was almost six PM and I was missing my children.
When I was done putting on the dress with the help of the stylish I turned around and looked at myself in the long lengthed mirror that was in the medium sized fitting room.
I was struck
I didnt want to comment anything and for a fact I knew that if they didnt like it I would buy it anyways.
I didn't have the strength to put on another dress and I really felt like this was the dress.
When I walked back they all looked at me with their mouths wide open.
Yep it was the one.
Finally that day we brought the dress and made sure my mother went with it.
Yeah we didnt want Abelardo to see it.
The following day in the morning I took the girls to their dress fitting and in the afternoon I met up with an eager Abelardo for cake tasting.
I really preferred to have donoughts instead but this guy happened to be a sucker for chocolate mousse cake and he didnt want to pass the opportunity to taste it for free.
And we did go after I went home to drop the car because he insisted that it would only look as romantic if we went in one car.
I didnt argue.
I was too tired so I did that and we left from home together in one car.
After entering in the Mercedes-Benz 450 I told him to lead the way and he did just that.
When we arrived there we were welcomed with smiling waitresses and some even too smiley.
Even though I should be used to it by now but I still felt a tingle of jealousy.
Most of these women were really pretty.
As if to shoo them off he kept a hand on my waist and pulled me along with him.
One of them lead us to the manager and did I mention how the bakery smelled heavenly.
Well it did.
We went a long way for us to decide on which one we were going to take for our wedding.
He still stuck with the chocolate mousse even after tasting lemon and velvet cake.
This man had issues.
So we decided on the chocolate mousse with tiramisu dressing.
Not bad.
We also decided to put icing donoughts on the sides.
So it was set and what was remaining was the food.
I gave the job to my parents and Abelardo's parents and they all couldn't be happy.
They told me that they already found a chef and they were discussing which foods would be kept on the menu and the finished yesterday.
Before my mother came for the dress fitting.
We were the only ones slacking behind.
After that we went home.
He didnt bother to go back to work and I kept bothering him about where the fuck we were going for our honey moon and threatened him if he made it long.
I couldn't stay a day away from my babies now imagine if we went a whole two weeks or even worse.
A month.
He didnt even bother to give me a hint about where were going.
He even went ahead and decided to change the topic.
I still forced him to tell me but my man wasnt cracking.
So I left it alone.
The babies were busy downstairs as I laid on his bare chest while he massages my head.
Wasnt he just the best husband.
"We should go out" he said while massaging my head.
I hummed.
I didnt even understand what he was saying.
Instead I was falling asleep.
"Baby I'm serious" he said as he went to my shoulders.
I was only in a tank top and shorts that showed half of my ass.
I hummed again before noticing that he stopped.
I snapped my eyes open and found honey ones looking back at me.
He looked so handsome.
I smiled.
I felt like a little girl again with butterflies and shit in my stomach.
He stole a kiss and then another one which resulted into a make out session
He pulled away making me look at him with a question mark hanging in the air.
"I said let's go out" he said and stood up.
"Where?" I asked watching him throw on a black shirt.
"Somewhere.
Let's go do something we havent done in a long time even if its fucking in the car under the night lamp out there in nowhere let's go" he said after spraying perfume then applied his perfume.
I was still confused.
What got into him.
"Why?" I asked again looking at him.
"Come on I thought you loved these things.
You are the wild one so let's go something wild" he said then lifted me up against my will.
"Why cant we just stay here and do all that" I asked looking at him who was now holding me restraining me from falling back on the bed.
"Because its not fun" he said then took me to my shoes closet.
I chose slippers.
Yup.
Slides.
I wasnt going to wear heels especially when I was being taken against my own will.
He chuckled when he saw me.
"No bra?" He asked looking at my tank top.
I shook my head no and grabbed a hoodie just for incase even thought summer was around the corner.
He whistled back in response just like the way those perverts do it and it made me laugh.
"You are a grown man stop acting all horny and shit" I said as I followed him out of the room.
while getting out we made sure the babies didnt see us go out or they would all wail like there was no tomorrow.
"Seriously Samah we are going clubbing and in a stripper's club when you still have the chance to bail on your man and run back to single's life" Zara said.
Yes she was alive.
"Well no thanks but since you guys are buying drinks let's go" I said in my tipsy state.
None of us here were alright.
Tomorrow would be my wedding night and this was us talking at around midnight to go out.
There were still untouched bottles in this room but we decided to leave and go out.
They were paying anyways.
After Arabi called the limousine we all go ready to go out and watch half naked men throw their dicks in our faces.
I almost chuckled.
Looking the girls I wondered if I would still party this hard when I'm officially married.
Officially Mrs Mendoza.
I still couldn't wrap myself around it.
"Let's go then" I said holding my half empty bottle of Bacardi and took a big swing from it.
The rest raised their cups and took the shot and after that they also took bottles and chugged from them.
I was wondering how we would walk back to this floor drunk and in heels.
We took the elevator and I made sure to keep the key of our room just incase these whores decided to go smash some random man in the washroom and end up being pickpocketed.
On our way to the club I wondered back to last week when Abelardo actually took me to the roof of his company's building.
Yes.
He took me to watch stars with an excuse of doing something we had not done for a long time.
We had never gone for star gazing.
It wasnt even my thing.
Anyways we ended up having sex in the car.
Yes my kids weren't going to go in that car.
We were definitely going to sell it after the honey moon.
"Earth to you.
We have been at this entrance for the last three minutes waiting for you to snap out" my sister said getting out and I noticed that I was the only one remaining in the vehicle.
I quickly got out and followed the rest.
The following I was woken up by my alarm that woke everyone in the room.
How did we get back in here.
Looking around I noticed that we were indeed five of us and all of us spotted on the dresses we had last night.
Zara still snored on the bed room's carpet along with my cousin and the king sized bed held the three of us.
How.
We still had our shoes on on.
Shit.
The only thing I remembered was drinks.
Alot of drinking.
Men grinding in our faces and the rest was blurry.
Looking at the time I saw that the last time I touched my phone was yesterday at around eight PM and that relieved me knowing that we had left our phones in here.
I definitely didnt call anyone.
It was six am and I knew that in a few minutes my mother would come knocking on this door.
Switching it off I dozed back to sleep.
Just a few minutes.
I was woken up by the banding of a door and the person didnt even feel sorry for that door.
Groaning Zara went to open the door and my mother stood there looking at us down.
"Its ten Am.
Cam you explain to me why you are still sleeping when your wedding is in two hours!?" My mother asked me in her menacing tone.
Like she was daring me to say something I would regret.
I flinched.
"Shit" was the only thing we all said in unison.