Hanan woke up at exactly 6:03am took a long hot bath, she donned a blue and peach Atamfa, did a light makeup then wore a gold set of jewelries tied her scarfshe looked at herself in the mirror feeling contented with how she looked
She went to the kitchen to cook breakfast for herself and zayd so she decided fry some fries and omelettes
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She grasped a tray from the drawer, putting on it the two plates of the food then also two cups of coffee
She twirl around to find a figure of a person standing by the refrigerator "subhanallah" she uttered looking up once more to see that it was Zayd by the refrigerator "Gosh!! Ya Zayd you scared me" she said clutching on her chest looking as scared as ever , "Sorry" Zayd says laughing
Hanan who was fully annoyed grumpily picked up the tray which was on the counter and moved to the dining table
"Hanan, I'm really sorry sincerely I didn't mean to scare you like that" zayd said looking at Hanan who just groaned and walked away
She sat on the dining chair and began to eat her breakfast.. Zayd also sat down
They both ate their meal in total silence
After they finished Hanan packed the dishes and went to wash them while Zayd just sat on the couch talking to Malika on the phone "Yes hun I miss you... I love you as much " he said smiling.. Hanan looked Zayd who was smiling and there is this new feeling that she felt suddenly
Jealousy
H A N A N
I seriously didn't like the idea of zayd speaking to his wife in front of me, I just don't like it.. I don't know I just feel jealous even though we don't get along.. Even though our relationship isn't that of husband and wife but still
And like seriously I'm craving for Zayd's attention.. I want him to love me.. To care for me.. To make me happy cause I think I like him..
I walked up upstairs feeling displeased.. "Hanan.. Hanan" I heard him shouting from the living room but me being me decided to ignore him as he kept on shouting my name
I wanted to cry.. Like I wanted to let my pain out and I needed to do it right now
" I am strong..I'm not alone Allah is with me" I chanted as I strolled higher up the stairs to my room from there I went straight to the toilet
Z A Y D
Wai meye ke damun Hanan ne daga bata tsoro sai tana wani bata rai tun dazu it's like she is mad at me or something.. But I seriously don't like it when she is sad and I just don't know why
I knocked on her door waiting for her to give me the permission to enter but i was only met with silence, I tried to open the door only to find it locked "Hanan, please I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to do that it's like you are trying to shut me out,I want to make this of ours work really, I'm your husband for God's sake.. Hanan all I want is your happiness, I don't want you like that, I want you happy and not sad.. Please open the door, I know that something is bothering you and if course I know that you ain't angry because of that it's something different" I said clutching on the door handle saying the words right from the bottom of my heart ♥
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