Chapter 14

Zaki's pov

I stared at my phone, staring at Humaids wifes picture. I took it when she was staring at the television, she is so beautiful.

I just wonder why humaid dislikes her, she is even more Attractive than walida. the only problem is that she is damn local but very beautiful.

"Guy u hear wetin i talk at all (did you hear a thing i said)" humaid asked, he was hanging out in my house which is now in his neighborhood.

"No, I was busy on my phone" i couldn't tell him that I was drooling over his wife. I'm not insane.

"Hmmm... Well I said, the FCG's have approved my product and tomorrow we are lunching it with a dinner"He said happily.

" Wow, that is so nice. So I am invited Kennan" I said.

"for sure mana" he said "and make sure you bring your wife, she is coming back in the evening right?"

"no ,next week. So you are taking your wife?" I was curious to know.

"Am i mad? No... I am taking walida" he said.

"haba Mana (no), take her"i said. I felt pity for safeeya.

"Zaki, my reputation will be tarnished if the world gets to see my wife. In just six month I've made my name in the production Industry and plus the press will be there"he said. He is acting as if it isn't BLISCIT we are talking about, anybody who works there will be famous . I mean just take a look at the company soul owner.

"Okay, fine." i said, not wanting to say more, as we both continued watching the movie.

Aadils POV
ASOKORO
NIGERIA.

"Mr Aadil, one Autograph please" Aaban said imitating the voice of a girl who almost lost it because she saw me. Not just her, the whole Nmadi Azikwe Airport almost lost it because of My Arrival.

"Quit it Aaban, it's not funny" i said taking a turn into our neighborhood.

"It is, is this how Nigeria girls are? " he asked.

"Aaban I don't know, I spent all my life in Russia just like you" I said.

"hmm.... Are we at Asokoro yet?"he asked.

"yeah" I answered with my eyes glued on the road.

I made a turn and finally I Arrived at our neighborhood, It was a big mansion owned by The Abrar Family, my family.

"We're here" I said smiling happily as we both got down from the car.

We walked over to where the main Door was and entered into the mansion where a strong smell of samosas hit my nostril.

"Ammie!!"I yelled walking into the house with Aaban walking behind me.

"This is one cool house"Aaban muttered, walking Into the mansion.

"Yeah, my dads company designed it"I said, walking towards the stairs. I've only been here thrice because I spent all my life in Russia with my mum.

"They did a clean work" he complimented.

"Aadil? " A familiar female voice spoke as she walks over to where I and Aaban stood.

"Choco"I and Aaban beamed happily. She runs over to me and hugs me. It was Ilham.

"You are glowing so beautifully, just like a bride"i complimented.

"thank you"she blushes.

" So who is the lucky man who wooed my crush?"Aaban said placing his hand on his chest feigning hurt.

"Muhammed"she sid so happily"don't worry you'll get to meet the lucky fellow soon"she added.

"I don't think I can bare that"Aaban and ilham conversed.

I wasn't interested in their conversation so I went over to go see my grandma.

On entering into her room, I saw her  seated on the bed with her HOLY QURAN on her lap, she was reciting so beautifully.

"Granny!" I was so happy to see her and from the looks in her eyes I knew she was too.

"Aadil, Zo(come)" my grandma was a fan of speaking hausa, unlike me.

"Granny yakike? (Granny how are you)"my hausa is what you call wack.

"lafiya (fine) seeing you i thought a woman will follow behind you, tell me Aadil. when will you ever think of marriage?"my grandma questioned.

"when you and I break up, as it is you are my only girlfriend"I joked and she Chuckled.

We kept on talking until she requested for me to leave because she wanted to sleep and so I did.

I left her room and made my way to I and Aabans room.

"Your room is superb buddy" Aaban said while laying on our bed.

"our room, not mine"I said taking off my jacket.

"Tell me Aadil, can I also find a wife like Ilham over here?. I have this liking for blacks"he said, Dusting his curly hair. looking at him you will think he is An Arabian man. 

"Of course, don't worry at the wedding you'll meet so many people"I said and he smiled.

"I pray i meet someone as beautiful as ilham" he says and I chuckled while walking into the walk-in closet which had an inbuilt bathroom.