MY PRICELESS JEWEL COMPLETE NOVEL

“Ta zama ta zama”
“Ta zama dauko riga”
“Ta zama dauko wando”
“Ta zama dauko safa”
“Ta zama bani abinci” was a song, one of her childhood friend UMMIEJAFAAR sang as it was announced that the knot has been tied between the two.
“You silly girl” zeenur said, as she smacked ummijay on her shoulder “can’t you see she’s crying. Let her be please”.
“Auch!” Ummijay said, rubbing her shoulder “what was that for”.
“For making her cry the more” zeenur answered.
“My gosh! Can you girls just please keep quite”. Snapped summy with a sharp look in her eyes.

“Where is the bride?” Hajiya azumi said, as she walked into the room where juwai was sitting with her friends. “So junayd left, so can you guess who is your new husband?”
“What ever do you mean by that”. Juwai said, lifting the veil that was used in covering her face. Why was she happy at hearing a news like that?
“You heard me right. Junayd is not marrying you anymore. And i don’t know who he married you off too”.
“Yaa Allah! This can’t be happening” juwairiyyah said, breaking down into tears. Now she really hoped she was married to junayd, she was feeling the anger right now. Why will he run on their wedding day?.
“Be still juwairiyyah” hajiya azumi said, trying to hold her. But she’s no match for juwairiyyah, Dr sumaiyyah was the only fat girl in the crew who was able to hold juwairiyyah so tight.
“I hate you yaa junayd!, i hate you more than anything in this world. How could you do a thing like this? You’ve ruined my life and I’ll never forgive you for that”.

“Am sorry to say this Alhaji, but i have my own little house at BCG, i want to live there with my wife, not in your house”. Arfaat said, his head looking at the laid down carpets in the living room.
“I agree to it arfaat, no matter how small it is, live there with your wife”.
“I have one last favor to ask” arfaat said Again.
“Voice it out son”.
“I want to quit working in your company”.
“But why?”
“I just want to Alhaji, i want to be self dependent. I’ll continue being the street mechanic i once was, I’ll feed my family with my own hard earned money. Don’t say no please”.
Alhaji Abbas looked at arfaat with pride in his eyes. He’s proud of arfaat, so proud of him.
“Wish granted son, want your wife to be conveyed to her house today”.
Arfaat only scratched his head in response. And Alhaji Abbas smiled, with an aura of confidence.

The little flat arfaat owned in BSG was a three bedroomed flat, with a very big living room. Two rooms where on the north wing of the living room, the other room, which served as a guest room was on the south wing. A small corridor which lead to the kitchen and store was by the west wing. A small dining area by the left side of the room with each toilet in every bedroom. A very small layout and also a small gate.
Juwai’s matrimonial home was decorated beautifully by her three crazy friends xoubhiee, mss bee and meenert. And at about 8:pm juwai was conveyed to her matrimonial home, without her knowing who the groom was. What a fate!.
Mai kunu gave arfaat a heart touching lecture, she can’t express how happy she is that very day.
“I hope this serves as a lesson to us all. Take good care of your wife arfaat, please, do not repeat the mistake you once made. You are old enough to know right and wrong, you are 28yrs old, she’s just 19. You have to endure a lot. Marriage is all about endurance and sacrifices. She might not be a perfect wife, you might not be a perfect husband, we all have flaws. So let’s live together happily, and together, let’s reap the friut of love.

 Arfaat took a bike to his new home. His heart filled with an unimaginable happiness. Juwairiyyah is all his now. She's his alone❤.

He walked in to the room he was sure she’s in, and salaamed at the door, but no answer. He salaamed again for the second time, there was still no answer. He the took the risk and opened the door without waiting for permission.
He could see juwai, in the dim lights provided by the night globe that was swtiched on in the room. Curled up into a ball in their large kinged sized bed. He walked slowly to her, kept the two big black leather bag he was holding. He sat beside her by the bed and rose her up from her ball sized form. Juwai was frausted and rose her head in anger to blast her new groom. But her eyes gave her the greatest surprise of her life.
“Yaa arfaat” she called softly, in her baby like voice “is that you yaa arfaat?” She asked, her voice shaking.
“Yes lily. I’m here with you forever” he said, as he took her soft baby like hands in his and squeezed them lightly.
“O Allah! Thank you so much for granting me my heart desire” she said as she hugged arfaat so tight, crying. Arfaat hugged her back, let her cry to her fill before breaking it up.
“Can you be a street mechanic wife?” He asked slowly. Juwai only nodded in affirmation.
“Can you live with me in a small house like this? Can you cook? Wash plates? Tidy up the house and take care of me Tinkerbell?”
“I can do morethan that soulmate (SM). I just want to be with you. No matter how small the house is, if you are a street mechanic or whatsoever, I’ll always be with you. Its you i love and nothing more SM”.
“And i love you more Tinkerbell”.

Whew! Did i just typed all of this? Whoa, i think this is the longest chappy so far. Well, thank you all lovies for reading this story of mine. Your love kept me moving. I love y’all beautiful souls. I love you all fisabilillah❤.
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“And i love you more Tinkerbell” he said, as he enveloped me in a warm hug. I rest my head carefully on his broad chest, as i inhale the pef he used. O Allah! How sweet he is. I broke the hug slightly, tears still in my eyes and looked at him. He smiled. I mean the biggest and most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. Yaa Rabbi! How lucky am i to have him.
“Its been a long day Tinkerbell, go into the bathroom and take a shower, I’ll be doing so. Uh..and don’t forget to perform an ablution”. He said slowly, as he bit my earlobe. My heart flip, and i could feel the pounding in his heart. I quickly freed myself from the hug and walked straight to the bathroom, leaving arfaat standing alone in the room, smiling to himself. He turned and left the room a few more minutes later.
I showered for almost thirty minutea, allowing the hot water penetrate through my soul, massaging my aching back and shoulder then i washed up. I tied my fluffy pink towel and tip toed back to my room. Slipped into a long silky night gown. I looked at my hennaed hands and smiled. I was engrossed in my thought about how beautiful the flower looked when i felt a presence behind me. And before i could turn around, two strong arms wrapped around my stomach and i was pulled to a hard chest.
His lips were inches away from my ear and i could feel hia warm breath on my neck. His nose gently grazed the crook of my neck and my knees went weak. I don’t know why, but i found myself shifting my head to the other side to grant him more access. I could feel his lips doing a great job, from the crook of my neck to the jaw of my lips. Yaa Allah, I’m really loving this.
“You are super beautiful” he said softly.
I only moaned in response, as i turned slowly, facing him. We both pierced through each others soul with heart warming looks. I felt hot all over, he swallowed hard and i could see his adam’s apple bupped up and down.
“Lets pray” he said, trying to act all cool and steady, but his voice betrayed him, cuz i could feel the urge in them.
Arfaat led the prayer, and my heart almost melted, as he recite suraatul baqraah in is husky and deep like voice. O gosh, i loved his qira’a. After the prayer, he puts his hand on my head and prayed for a long time, deep inside my heart, i was also praying for him. Lovers crew❤.
I yawned so hard, was that for hunger? Some sleep or both? I just don’t know.
“Hungry i guess?” He asked, removing my himar.
“Am okay” i answered, a little bit shy. What has got inti me?
I heard him chuckle, what ever that was for?.
“Tinkerbell, look at me”.
“I don’t want to”. I answered
“You shy?” He asked, between chuckles. I only nodded my head. Maybe he didn’t notice the body language i used or whatsoever. I felt his strong arms drawing me closer to him, and before i could understand what was happening, i felt his lips on mine!.
What was this feeling? I asked myself, acting like thou this is my first marriage. Well, its my first marraige to be presice. And then, all hell broke loose. Everything was hazy. Butterflies were busting in my stomach. His hand tightened in my hair as he nibbled my lower lip. I don’t know how, but i found my lips moving too, and before i knew it, i was kissing him back. Hard. We both came up for air as our lungs were starving.
“You drive me crazy”. And before i could reply, he was kissing me again. His hand roamed from my hair, down to my spine and to my hips. I had to use great effort before i could stop him. Both of us gasping hard.
“I love you Tinkerbell”
“I love you more SM”.
He feed me with hia hands, and i thought i was the luckiest woman on earth. After eating, we brushed our teeths and arfaat took me up in his hands and carried me to the bed. And then. Light off. (Summy! Chai! Close your mouth na☺).