Halima saunters into the walk-in closet and locks herself in it. She picks her phone from a table and makes a call. Minutes later she receives a message saying it's in front of your suite. She smiles mischievously and quietly strolls out making sure not to wake Sa'eed up.
Walking out she sees a white box. She picks it up and enters the other room in the suite. After dressing in the contents of the box she wears a big black hijab and enters the other room where Sa'eed is asleep. She removes the hijab and enters the bathroom. She wets her two hands with cold water and sashays out again.
She grins mischievously then places her now cold hands on Sa'eed's face. Sa'eed flinchs and the first thing he notices is her outfit. She's wearing a milk colored lingerie. She's dressed in his favorite color. Seeing that Sa'eed is checking Halima out, she blushes. He drags her to his lap and as they look into each other's eyes, they both know exactly what they want.
They go ahead to do what they should have done on their wedding night; consummate their marriage. They didn't consummate their marriage on their wedding night because Sa'eed wanted to give Halima space and make sure she's ready. But now, they both are sure as hell that they are ready.
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Halima wakes up beside her husband and blushes remembering how they had shamelessly hovered over each other a few hours ago. But it isn't shamelessness, after all they are married.
She enters the bathroom and performs ghusl and ablution then prays Zuhr since it's already after two. She wakes Sa'eed up after she's done praying and he does the same. After that Sa'eed orders for food and they silently eat. As both are busy relishing their food in comfortable silence Sa'eed's phone rings. He picks it up and excuses himself to answer the call.
After finishing her food alone Halima calls someone to come and take the dishes. Seeing that Sa'eed is not coming back anytime soon she decides to go and tour the hotel.
She picks up a grey viel to add to her grey and soldier green A-shaped gown which she had worn before praying. Going out, she reaches the reception and meets Violetta there. Violetta hasn't even acknowledged her presence as she's busy ogling at someone. Halima traces her eyes and sees that she's looking at Sa'eed. She immediately gets angry seeing that Violetta is still ogling at her husband.
"hey Violetta. I see you still have your eyes intact." Halima says and Violetta immediately stiffens before forcing a fake smile on her face.
"good afternoon ma'am. How may I be of help to you?" Violetta says getting all formal all of a sudden. Halima scoffs.
"you can help me by simply taking your eyes off my husband or i won't hesitate to use my cooking skills to whip out the best Violetta left eye soup, with Violetta right eye barbecue. "
Violetta immediately touches her eyes making Halima laugh out loud attracting Sa'eed's attention. Sa'eed immediately comes there and plants a lingering kiss on Halima's forehead. Halima smirks at Violetta who's trying so hard not to look at a smoking hot Sa'eed in a white shirt and black faded jeans. He doesn't have abs or pacs, but he sure as hell has some hot muscles.
"I'm organizing a birthday party for Aleesha." Halima immediately stiffens hearing Aleesha' s name. What's her problem with her husband? And why is Sa'eed hell bent on grabbing any opportunity to be with Aleesha?
"it's been long since I saw her so i decided to throw the party for her. It's not a surprise though. Please you need to be there. I've invited some of our classmates that happen to be here. The color of the day is black and silver. " Halima just nods not trusting her voice as she knows she can blurt out something stupid.
He plants another kiss but this time on her lips and he leaves. Seeing that her mood has been spoilt she decides to go back to the suite and stay there. Sa'eed never organized a party for her since eight years ago when he confessed his feelings for her.
And now all of a sudden he just met Aleesha and he's already organizing a party for her. What is he trying to imply? Halima was hoping that she would tour around Santorini with her husband but now none of that is even happening.
She decides to call Fatima, her best friend, sister inlaw and cousin.
"Hello", Fatima's voice booms from the other side of the line.
"Ameen Wa alaikis salam", Halima sarcastically replies.
"dan Allah {for Allah's sake} Halima not today. Ya kike? {how are you?}."
"I'm fine, and I'm not fine"
"why? What happened? And where's Ya Sa'eed?"
"calm your horses girl. He's busy organizing some party for that Aleesha girl." Halima scoffs as she says Aleesha. That Aleesha is sure a pain in the arse.
"wait, you guys are in Santorini right? Then how is Aleesha there? I thought she's in the states?" Halima sighs as Fatima bombards her with questions.
"Teemah wallahi i also don't know. But she's here on some business whatever and your brother is busy ignoring me for her. I want to come back to Nigeria nikam." Halima replies massaging her temples. All this Aleesha talk is giving her a headache.
"I'm pretty sure he missed her that's all. Just go with the flow okay? But if it's the Aleesha i know she might be a little problem because of... Never mind"
"because of what?"
"Lalalala. I'm not telling you anything. Ask Ya Sa'eed and he'll tell you. Bakina a lekum. {my mouth is sealed}."
"ayyaa bestie just tell me mana." Halima whines and Fatima chuckles.
"wallahi {i swear by Allah} I'm not telling you anything. Ai he's your husband you can go and ask him."
"wallahi Teemah you're a party pooper" Halima whines again making Fatima laugh.
"meye kuma party pooper ni Fatima? {what's party pooper?}."
"get outta my phone jhor." and Halima cuts the call. What did Fatima want to tell her? She shrugs it off and a sharp pain travels down her lower abdomen making her wince. She feels her underwear getting wet.
"oh my God Ya Allah please don't make it what I'm thinking." she prays silently as she walks to the bathroom.
She almost shouts in frustration seeing blood on her underwear. It is meant to come on the twenty fourth and today is just twelfth. That's twelve freaking days early. She quickly calls Sa'eed but he doesn't pick. She calls again and he still doesn't pick. Seeing that he's too busy organizing the so-called party she uses the intercom to call room service. It happens to be a woman which she is thankful for.
She begs the plump older woman who looks like she's in her late fourties to help her with a tampon or sanitary pad and the woman goes out. A few minutes later she comes back with a thick black nylon and she gives her. The older woman even offers to give a back massage which Halima is greatful for.
Back massages always ease menstrual pain. After the back massage, Halima wears a red gown and sleep in the other room in the suite. Turning and twisting in pain because of the pain she's feeling in her lower abdomen.
Menstrual pain is always the worst for her because it brings up a fever, diarrhea and some other sicknesses. She ends up weak and skinny. After some more twisting and turning she stands up to go get Sa'eed so that he can get some guava leaves and boil for her because that's what her mother always gives her to take morning, afternoon and night.
She would've asked for fenugreek but it makes her nauseous. As she starts walking she feels dizzy and decides against going downstairs. She uses the intercom to request that it should be announced that Sa'eed should get to his room immediately.
Violetta opens her mouth to say something to Sa'eed as he walks away but refrains and smirks at the back of the head of a frowning Halima. She takes the phone which belongs to Sa'eed and slides it into the drawer where documents are kept in the reception.As Halima walks away Violetta places the phone on "total silence" mode which blocks all sounds and vibrations including from alarms, music, games and videos. Phone calls can still be made though.She starts to go through his pictures, videos and other media just as the manager calls for her. She enters his white and baby pink office."ah, Miss Violetta, please have a seat." a smiling dark handsome young man with brown hair, whose name is Aaron says signaling with his hands to the chairs in front of his desk. It's the manager's son.She smiles but instead of sitting where she has been asked to sit, she goes over to his side of
After Violetta got fired Halima felt like a huge boulder has been lifted off her chest, good riddance to bad rubbish, she had said as Violetta left after winking at a disgusted Sa'eed. Now sitting down in front of a mirror inside the walk-in closet of the suite Halima is clad in her party dress.Even though she's going to the birthday party of someone she low-key despises she can't help but feel happy and giddy. She calls Fatima but her airtime has been exhausted. I'll ask Ya Sa'eed to call her later. After smearing her lips with a glittery transparent lip gloss Halima uses a black S-pin to secure a black veil with silver beads scattered around it perfectly on her head.She stands up and looks at herself in the mirror. Her black and silver prom gown is looking so casual yet elegant and classy. The upper bust is silver while from the lower bust down to her legs is black and flowing.Her silver stiletto is shin
Santorini, Greece."thanks. You can take your leave now." Aleesha says dismissing the young man with a wave of her hand as a mischievous smirk makes its way to her face."okay madam."Aleesha brings out a picture of Halima and strokes it with her long index finger saying "oh Halima dear. Did you think I'll ever let go of my Romeo despite what we had before. Then if you did you must be a complete nitwit, a fool, a dimwitted idiot. Sa'eed Abba Sulayman is mine and no one else's. I'll have him by hook or by crook. Moreover if he has forgotten about the past, then i haven't. Of course he will forget the past. I'm sure he can hardly remember that day. Oh Romeo. Poor poor Romeo."Aleesha drops the picture back in her bag and brings out a small Tecno button phone."Hello?... Yeah they just left... What the eff are you still doing? Huh? Are you waiting for me to come an
Sa'eed rushes in to see his wife and her mother, Hajjo sitting in the parlor looking perplexed and confused."Sallamu Alaikum {peace be unto you}." Sa'eed says as he makes himself comfortable on one of the chocolate-colored sofas.The house consists of two parlors. The main parlor which is by the entrance for receiving guests. It is painted in cockroach brown and crystal blue. The cockroach brown couches are arranged in a U-shape. In the middle is a one-seater facing the door to the front porch. By the left and right is a three-seater on each side.Then in the middle of the U-shape is a cockroach brown coffee table with the top made of glass. Under it is a crystal blue pompom carpet with little strands of wools made of cockroach brown wool. The tiles are also plane crystal blue bare of any design. Three large cockroach brown curtains with large crystal blue daises imprinted on them cover an oak door lea
"But mummy why did you go to the hospital?" Sa'eed asks looking perplexed."well. Halima went to see a gynecologist." Hajjo says.Sa'eed's heart skips a beat. Is she pregnant? He can feel his heart palpitating with joy. "wh.. What happened? Is she okay? Why a gynecologist?" Sa'eed says hope masking all his features.Hajjo gestures for Halima to continue. "yanzu nikam na tafi {I'm gone}. That should be something your wife tells you and not me." Hajjo says and adjusts her yellow veil and picks up her Gucci bag then leaves the couple alone."Habeebty why did you guys see a gynecologist of all doctors?" Sa'eed says silently hoping that she says what his heart is hoping for."don't make fun of me dan Allah {for Allah's sake}. While we were at the hospital today when i went to give my blood, i felt dizzy and the nurse suggested i see a gynecologist for my
"Habeeby you're taking too much time in this toilet fah. Are you a girl?" Halima whines as she ties the rope of her Khimaar to the back."ai I told you to come inside with me. That way, i won't take time for no reason." Sa'eed says and Halima can imagine him wiggling his eye brows.She has been asked by the gynecologist not to be intimate till the result comes out. Sa'eed has been whining about that since the day she told him which was a day after she went to the hospital. And Halima being Halima has been teasing him by wearing showing or tight clothes and sometimes even lingeries."pervert. Be fast dan Allah {for Allah's sake}. I don't want to miss the appointment. You know she's the best gynecologist at Fereprod so if i miss it you have to wait a whole two weeks before you can...." Halima says and Sa'eed can also imagine her wiggling her brows with a full blown teasing smile playing on her lips.
Sa'eed calls a friend of his who happens to be the crime officer of Wuse II among others. "Hello Bello?" "Sa'eed ah ahn. Long time. Ya amaryar mu? {how's our bride?}." "shatap! Amaryata bah amaryar ku bah. {my bride not your bride} anyways we have a situation behind Wuse market. You're still the crime officer right?" "yes. What's the situation?" "Brutal face mutality,murder a takaice {in short}." "Subhanallah! Send me the location. Who is it?" "a driver of mine. But i don't even want to file a complaint. I just need some muslms to come take him and perform the funeral rites. I'm going to the hospital with my wife yanzu haka {right now}." "ah ahn. Tohhh! Should we expect good news." "we'll talk later we're getting late." and Sa'eed cut the call. He doesn't want to tal
Sa'eed sits in the hospital conflicted. He doesn't know what to do. He could follow Halima and probably get shouted at, or he could get Innayo's driver to take Halima home and whatever would happen will be delayed to till they get home. He decides on the earlier but stops dead in his tracks as a thought occurs to him, what if there's a cure. He rushes back to the consultation room and luckily the doctor is free. "sorry doctor but if you don't mind I have some questions." "sure, go ahead." Dr Maryam says dropping her Swan bottled water which is now empty. She was chugging it down when Sa'eed came in. "is there any chance that there's a cure for this... I don't know what to call it?" "yes. There are two; diet, transplant." "okay. So explain each. Like the way they work, the sidr effects and all that." Sa'eed says