BADGE. . .Nana ran to the house through the backdoor immediately after she heard the Adhan calling for subh prayer. She kissed Zayn as soon as she woke up to which he delayed her for another five minutes before releasing her and leaving the house in full speed. She'll never hear the end of the teadings if her mother finds out about her night with Zayn in the car. She's never enjoyed their sleep like she did the one today for she could feel his whole body underneath hers and that's so far the best sleep she's had in the whole one month two weeks of their marriage.He admired her henna like he always do and that makes all the sitting and squirming worth it. She felt beautiful whenever they're together and is always looking forward to making herself up for him. She can't even wait to get dressed for the wedding and see her husband amongst the groomsmen later. She's sounding like a lovestruck baby, ye

SPEECHLESS. . .After Maaysa's confession, Zayn asked Naazwa and Kaadira to take her home and make sure they're with her the whole night or she's with their mother. He is afraid she might do something stupid, drastic, severe or extensive because there is no judging when it come to love. He is one to tell about that. If he knew about this earlier than this, he'd do something about it. Maybe talk to Mashhub or made sure she fall out of love before everything -this one isn't even relevant- but he would've done something. This will be very unfair to both Rukayyah and Mashhub because Mashhub would do anything for Zayn.Mashhub gracefully slid back into the hall he came out from with great difficulty. He's afeared and alarmed that they'd see him and that will be very awkward. Maaysa loves him? Scratch that, she is willing to do anything to have him? This made him quite in alert. He's just gotten married less than twenty four hou

WHAT ARE THEY?To say Nana is surprised and proud will be the understatement of the century because she sure as hell is feeling so proud, supercilious and gratified that she can't help celebrating it. Her cousin, best friend and sister is the most understanding and grokking person she's ever met her whole life not that she's met many. But there is no one in this whole world -maybe one percent- would let her husband marry another woman just a week into your marriage, not that the wedding will take place now, she won't allow that. It's even something they should be happy about that she grokked their point and is willing to help.She won't lie to herself, Nana will not do that. She's the kind of woman that is too jealous for her own liking. Just thinking about her husband with another will make her appetite vanish talk less of her asking him to get married to another woman. Not to talk about how beautiful this your soo

BLOOD. . .Nana could see from the corner of her eye as Hidaya tried her very best to get her husband's attention as her and Maaysa busied their sleeves in the kitchen. She felt enormous happiness when he turned her down and walk straight to their mini living room -as they like to call it- with Khumais in his arms clinging to his neck as he suck on his thumb. He sent a wink her way, letting her know that he knew she was looking at him and he knew she's jealous, there is no way she could hide it from him again. She's jealous and he knew that.She blushed.Not because she's afraid of conceding it herself, but she feels like a typical wife with her narrowed gaze on Hidaya. Even though she looks beautiful, she still manage to look repulsive and hideous in Nana's eyes because of the way she's shamelessly trying to get her husband's attention. They're cousins, of course but the relationship she's looking

DASH OF DELISH. . .Stepping into the cooking school 'Dash of Delish' Nana took a whiff of the smell. She thought the place will smell so many types of dishes but to her surprise, it smells chocolate cookies with milky coffee. That alone made her stomach rumble, an onomatopoeic sound with the need to eat everything around the place but suppressed it and continue to walk deeper inside where she saw a receptionist sitting with a frown etched on her brows. She's looking deep into something in her laptop so Nana took a little more time to look around the lobby.There is a counter bench right in front of her. A very long one that curved to where the receptionist is sitting at. Under the other long bench that's facing her, there are so many cakes, cookies, cupcakes, coffees, waffles and some biscuits. Everything is very clear to her eyes because of the stainless, unmarked, d