Perks of being kanuri.

Chap 40.

Chapter inspired by "13 reason why". If you ever find yourself in any ordeal , Remember it's only a test from Allah.
Allah is ever sufficient for us.
Before carrying out any prompt decisions, out weigh the consequences.
As Muslims we should always remember that hell fire is also a home for suicide victims. Allah is all knowing, All hearing. MAY HE INCREASED OUR FAITH IN HIM ....AMEEN.
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Dedications goes to prettypinky05,Umaymah29,weird-O26,AddaDntt,Fjhabs,Fauxieyyah,SheherZaade&nanahawwa.
👏 yes , you guessed it right.
The stranger is non other than zanna.

When a husband and wife look at each other with love, Allah (S. W. T) look at both with mercy (BUKHARI 6:19)

Zanna ! *squirmed shettima.
Everyone seemed so happy to see him.
Dad, did a great job * he whispered and I gave a wary stare.
Mustapha also seemed happy seeing the " zanna guy".
I held mustapha's arms as we all made our way to the roof top.
So why are you here by this time * fanna asked.
Yeah , I actually wanted to surprise you in the morning, I had called dad as for he was to sneak me in, but he isn't picking up * pouted zanna.
Hahaha, Dad is far asleep * said shettima.
I gave mustapha a light nudge.
Sorry he said and adjusted his voice gaining everyone's attention.
Zanna this is my wife , falmata .
Falmata, that's zanna my younger brother* he said.
I threw him a smile but he's expression was dark and uncertain.
I couldn't read his expression, for sure he threw me back a fake smile.
There's the moon ! , shettima yell excitedly pointing towards the sky.
Everyone turned and wish one another Ramadan kareem.
Fanna walked up to zanna and planted him a soft kiss on his cheek and came to us.
She held shettima, give him a peck, ruffled his hair and said Ramadan kareem.
She looked at mustapha then at me, and just left.
Hey what's up with her * I asked mustapha.
He shrugged his shoulder .
Seriously mustapha, I didn't Peg you as an introvert * I said .
I narrowed my eyes at him and he spoke.
Ok, ok * he said.
She has a habit of giving her siblings a warm Ramadan kiss wishes*he said.
How awkward * I said, referring to some minutes back .
Mustapha, it's been a week.
I think it's high time you forgive her * I advice.
I have already forgiven her, I think it's high time you start thinking about your husband more, and others less * winked mustapha.
You are naughty * I said giving him a nudge.
Shouldn't I, he said pulling my hands making me roll over him.
I could now feel the heat of his breath on my skin.
I was getting nervous , he held my waist pulling me closer.
He nuzzle my neck and whispered "Am i naught ".
Mustapha, you are corrupting their eyes * I whisper-yelled.
Am I* he smirked.
I pinched him totally making him loose his grip on me.
That's savage * he yelled.
I stuck out my tongue and ran, making him trail behind.
When I reached our room, I was already exhausted from running down couple flights of stairs.
I fell over the bed as I retired to relax.
I caught you * yelled mustapha also crashing on the bed.
We were both breathing heavily as we laid supine.
Mustapha held my hands focusing on my fingers.
I was trying to steady my breathing when I had a sharp sizzling pain running from my finger to my core.
I had no idea when i moan.
Mustapha, what's that * I huffed.
Revenge serve cold * he smirks.
But I just pinched you *I pouted and we both laughed at out childish behavior.
I woke up in the morning to mustapha's grunt.
at around 3am , i went to the kitchen to prepare mustapha's sahur (food taken before fasting ).
I met zanna in the kitchen.
It's such a shame * he whispered .
What * I asked getting confused.
Was it because I was away far too long *he said zanna,
Stop talking I'm riddles* I hissed.
Anything for you love *he winked and left.
By 4am, mustapha's and everyone food was done and ready to be served.
I met mustapha prayering tahajjud ( night prayer) when I went to call him.
I also observed my ablution and set my musallah (praying mat) behind him. I did my kabbarah and followed him.
When Mustapha did his Salam, he turns and smiled at me and turned back raising his hands to say his du'a.
He turns back and said ,
"Alhamdulillah (thanks to Allah)for the wife , you have given me " and kissed my forehead.
Mustapha held my hands and we both went to the dinning area for sahur.We all had our sahur as a family and later all the males left for the mosque to observed fajr.
We stayed behind , cleared the table and we all performed Fajr (morning prayer)individually.