Romans & histoires Salamun Ala Nuhin Fil Alamin

he stated flatly and went to sit on his chair. I was thinking of something to reply to him when my phone binged and Alim shot me a look. I looked at the screen and found Mom's face flashing, a smile involuntarily tugged on my face. "Assalam u Alaikum!" I spoke on the phone. "Walaikum Salam! How are you, honey?" "I'm fine Mom and how is everyone else?" "All are fine. What about Alim?" I looked at Alim and smiled. "He is fine too."

I was damned! I heard the front door open and his voice came, "Assalamualaykum, wifey," a velvety smooth, deep voice resonates around the silent building. Subhanallah! The voice. I couldn't even reply; the voice had cast a spell on me to be rooted at where I stood. The voice could lure me to sleep without thinking of tomorrow.

I thought "As salamu Alaikum,good afternoon Ma" I said kneeling down,I hate it when people repeat things to me three times,I don't want her to get mad again "Wa Alaikum Salam....Kí lo dé? (what happened)? Mà só funmi wípé òti dà ójà mi nu (Don't tell me that you've poured all my goods away)?" "Rárà Ma (No Ma)" I said shaking my head