Abubakar Aliyu his parents's puppet.
They make all the decisions in his life for him due to their social standards.
But he escapes using his arranged marriage. He gains freedom after marrying Fauziyya Tafida.
But here's the twist, he hates...
My house has turned upside down completely. I come back from my bro-trip with hafiz and Faisal only to see my house remodeled. My parlor has changed completely from the comfortable white homey living room to a hotel living room.
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There are flowers, speakers. It looked horrific. The only thing that was still there is my carpet. I couldn't believe it. But my friends seem to like the new place. I quickly drop my duffle bag and suit case and jogged in to my sacred room. My amazing Italian dinning room was ruined!! I personally decorated that dining room and now she has changed it. That evil wench has changed it.
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Now it's just like any normal dining room. There's no TV to entertain me when I'm watching and no mini Italian fridge that I spent thousands of dollars on. She knew how to get to me. That was why I made it as my personal dinning room so that she could do whatever she wanted to the one linked to the main living room but no she had to change this one too.
I jog upstairs to the passage that our rooms are located. BEHOLD. She change the place too. It looked like a girl's house. I stood there looking at my bedroom door that was staring at me in the face. I felt like smashing the pink vase beside me but I really don't know how much she spent on it.
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She even put on the candles. And my favorite carpet that I had in my bedroom was changed too, now it was in front of my bedroom door, it's going to get dirty. I quickly open the door.
This time I have to admit, it is amazing. It actually looked good, like really good. I think she didn't decorate it horribly because she knows that's the one place I go whenever I feel suffocated. It is actually my style.
