7 years later

"Push," the nurse said, touching my bump. My baby was ready to arrive in this world.

"Baby, please push harder," Zain said softly, looking scared and happy.

"Go away, you fool!" I yelled at him and saw him in my peripheral vision that he was walking out of the room, my eyes widened in shock.

"Where are you going?" I shouted at him.

"You said, I should get out and I'm..." I shut him.

"You fool!, you are going where?" I glared at him while he gulped, nibbling his kissable lips.

"Outside" he replied sheepishly.

"What?!" I screeched while he used his hands to cover his ears.

"Were you not the one that put this little you and me here" I scowled at him, "I swear if you ever come to me for sex. I swear to God, I will castrate you" I growled while his eyes widened at my vulgarity.

"Baby, you can't do that to me. I'm sorry" he panicked.

"Don't baby me, you idiot" I whimpered while he came to me, then caressed my cheeks and kissed me.

I forgot I was in the labour room before we heard a throat cleared. He looked away shyly while I'd smirked on my face. I could make him flustered.

"Don't touch me, you mutt?" I gritted my teeth, I detached my hands from his.

"Aw aw, please hold me zainny" I cried out, seeking for his grip.

It was painful!

"Please hold me" tears sputtered out from my eyes.

"Push ma'am, the baby is on the way," the nurse said.

"Am I playing here?" I groaned, "aw aw, it's painful" I screamed again.

"The head is out, please a little more" the nurse encouraged me while I held Zain's hand so hard that I knew it would be bruised.

Well, payback for getting me pregnant, I thought.

"Baby, you are doing good," he said, pecking my forehead while I rolled my eyes and groaned.

The baby sound was heard, I couldn't believe it.

My baby.

I held him in my arms gently, afraid his little body could fall.

Zain came to me and showered me with kisses while I giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Our baby, I'm so proud of you to ruqayyah, you did it!" He praised me.

"Thanks for making me a complete man" he whispered while exhaustion took over my body.

~**~

Everything had changed in the past seven years. I couldn't believe it that I was a mother when the doctor said I couldn't give birth but God surprised me and blessed me.

Godwin!

After being discharged from the hospital, I was in a depression state for some months before I started to feel well again with the help of everyone around me. They helped me emotionally. The following year I started afresh, from the beginning.

I was now a graduate of Abu Zaria with the Bsc in the English language.

My dream!

But nowhere I was with my baby and husband. I smiled.

I sat on the bed and saw a paper slip on the bed, I took it and checked. It reads.

Hello love,

Your beauty is such an unimaginable occurrence to my senses that it drives me moving, even uncontrollably that I was dragged like a criminal to the household of passion and emotions. What could I have been without an Angel like you?

«Go shower and get dressed.»

Yours zainny.

I giggled while holding my stomach, I walked to the bathroom and showered.

As I went to the closet to put on a dress, I saw another slip. I opened it.

Hello sweetie,

Just like the normal growth in humans, your love is growing every day in my heart. And I swear, nothing will ever stop it from growing.

«Put on the dress, I swear it will look hot in you.»

Your heart.

I smiled and put on the red dress, I walked to the dressing table for my makeup but saw another slip.

Awelewa mi (my exceeding beautiful woman),

If I'm to write on the day I'll never forget, I'll speedily choose to write on the day I met you, but the problem is that the essay will only have a beginning but it won't have an end

«Put on this red lipstick, it makes me go wild or crazy. All mine.»

Your crown.

As I walked through the door, I saw another slip on the floor.

Hello arewa mi (my beauty),

My love for you is like a ring, which has neither beginning nor end, and which no human being can destroy.

«Your man is in the garden; waiting for you. Please this gentleman can't wait to have you»

Your Ruhi (soul).

I read out and laughed, feeling blessed to have him in my life. The house was silent. I walked to the garden and was awestruck.

It was night, the moon was glowing it fully at the centre, there were thousands of stars in the sky. The red bulb was connected to the trees and the pictures of mine that I was aware of and not hung around. I walked further and saw red petals used to write "will you marry me, love". I used my hands to clamp my mouth shut, my heart beating erratically.

Zain walked out from the tree and held the picture of me labouring... I winced, remembering my vulgar tongue.

He came to me and held my hand then stroked my cheeks. "Ruqoyyah, if I was a painter, I would have painted you to show you how much I love you, if I was a poet, I would have written you a series of poems to show you how I love you. Ruqoyyah, I love you so much, I don't know how I'll live my life without you. My life without you is like bread without yeast, my thought without you is like a car without fuel, and my plans without you is like a phone without a SIM. Please be part of my life" I chuckled lightly while he smiled at me. "The last time you dragged me to court for owing you some love, the justice asked me how much love to owe you, I told him it was uncountable and that I won't be able to finish the payment, even till eternity. Then, the judge adjourned the case until after our wedding day! If it is raining, I'll love you, if it's sunny I'll cherish you, if it's dark I'll value you, if it's hot I'll admire you, and even in a cold-weather I'll handle you like a treasure. Can you make me the happiest person on earth by saying yes to my proposal" he said looking at me in, then to my lips before he captured my lips in his. Fireworks exploded on me, he nibbled my lips while I savoured the moment. I love the taste of his lips; his lips were my favourite candy. We detached when there was a need for oxygen.

"But we are married?" I asked, catching my breath.

"Yeah, but I need to marry you again" he replied caressing my face.

"Okay, yes, I will marry you" as I said so, the big bulb glowed, making everywhere seen. Everyone came out of the hidden and clapped.

"I love you Flukky Rukky"

"I love you too Zainny," I said and kissed his jaw.

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Then

The End ...

Assalamualaikum

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