"Humaira Baba Gana, the very person that made me know love isn't a word enough to express love. The one person that made breathing beautiful as long as you're right next to me. The person that taught me meaning of life, the strong independent boss lady whom I always look up to. The one person who whenever falls, bounce right back to her feet. Aira you still feel like a fairy tale, the sensation and happiness you bring to me is beyond reality. You make me feel realistic things in an unrealistic way. Ever since I laid an eye on you, like a magnet I felt drawn to you, it was an unstoppable Force and till today it still drags me towards you.

"Aira you are my walking and living joy, I could bring down stars, moon everything for you my love. I'm so lucky to have you as a wife and I'm saying this with every pore in my being. I'm proud of the woman you're becoming and I pray to be with you every step of the way. I'm your biggest and number one fan and I promise to be your first supporter too. I love you so much Aira, with every little thing in me"

The room erupted with awwwn and cheers as I desperately tried to stop crying but who am I kidding. They kept falling like a waterfall. I've never felt so much happiness, immense and intense joy like today. Hafeez makes me feel like a Queen and I love this man to bits of my being.

A year later, after my confrontation with Alhaji Sani, I got all our properties back. I then established and reformed Abbas company, it is now known as HBG group of companies as we also have a water production and milk production company. I became the youngest most successful business lady with three empires producing what the country and other countries consume. It still remains a surprise to other people how a girl was able to pull it off.

At 21 I became a billionaire and I'm proud of it but the wealth isn't mine, it's for my family who stood by me. To be honest without them I would never have seen a future like this. Most people try to get a glimpse of my life and my success and I did share it once or twice in interviews although Juwairiyya and Zahra did us the honours of broadcasting it on social media. Alhaji Sani was charged for 30years in prison and Khadeejah and her family are living comfortable, they still haven't gotten over his betrayal but hopefully will soon.

Maami has being officially transferred here although she did go to Yola every now and then. Daadi comes to visit too once in a while. Intisaar and Yusrah got married month back, their weddings were just two weeks apart. Juwairiyya on the other hand is still "preparing herself for marriage" because she really thinks she's not ready.

Nonetheless the wedding is fixed a month from now. Zahra is the yet to get married and she has been anxious about that especially from all the pressure she's been having from different people. We try to assure her to wait and be patient with gracious patience. Marriage is a lifetime decision and she really need to calm down and pray for the best.

Na'eemah is yet to bring forth a suitor too although it's clear as the day that the brother in-law of Aunt Safiyya's daughter is clearly into her. He works and is living a comfortable life, he is very well mannered, calm and jovial. She however has eyes on another man, or shall I say a CEO. Mr Yaari is my business partner whom Na'eemah can't stop thinking about. He is tall, well built and undeniably handsome. He doesn't in any way look like a Nigerian to be honest but he looks dangerous and there's something dark about him. Na'eemah however seems to like that very part of him, she thinks he's her Perfect man because he matches the description of the books she read.

Believe me I've tried, I've tried to explain to her why I feel this man isn't for her but she won't budge, if anything she seems determine and thinks I don't want her to pursue good things so I let her be. I still don't like her going after him, the guy barely notices her and she barely notices the one who notice her every minute. I can't help but think she doesn't even like Mr Yaari but the idea of having him.

Now back to me,my wedding preparations and events started days back. I went to Amarya.com for two weeks having the bridal spa and even slimmed down because of the stress of going up and down getting good vendors.

Who said getting married is easy?

After my preparations, Hafeez had to take me out to the orphanage and organized a little floral picnic. He gifted me with a perfume which I presume is aromatherapy because it instant calmed me down. He refused to tell how much he got that as I knew it would be expensive. I let that brush though. That picnic was needed because after that I was in the right mental state. Hafeez always knew the right button to pull.

Through out the wedding I was in my right state of mind,the perfume helped a lot too. We planned to keep the wedding simple and light but even so social media made it appear as a mountain. I was grateful though, for all the love and support from strangers while others condemn getting married to a successful woman.

Who cared about their opinion though? Right, no one

The first event was Kamu/mother's day which was my favourite. My family and friends are here and it feels good to see Daadi in anything apart from her elegant Bubus. Maami and Daadi looked amazing in the laces I bought them weeks before my marriage.

The second event was walimah which was the most important to say the least. Maami brought the woman who preached in Aunt Safiyya's ceremony and she did in mine too. I enjoyed her lessons and definitely left the walimah with a different mindset.

The third was a surprised bridal shower I knew nothing off. My friends planned it and to say I was elated would be an understatement, they made me the happiest bride ever.

The fourth was the Daurin aure (Nikkah) that day was the day I was beyond nervous even Hafeez's perfume couldn't help me. Nonetheless there was a sudden relief that came over me when I saw Hafeez looking so divine in his pure white and Coffee Babban Riga. I married my best friend and that is the most comforting news.

After that was the yinin biki where Daadi brought traditional singers and they played my favourite local songs while beating the Calabash. I was so happy, relieved and excited so I danced. That was the day I let out my happiness and danced. I danced with Maami, Daadi, my friends and basically anyone that offered to dance. I had so much fun even more than my bridal shower.

Then the conveyance of the bride. The part I cried like my soul was being detached from my body. I couldn't even understand why I was crying so hard, someone asked if I'm being forced into the marriage but it was just the thought of leaving Maami and Zainab and only seeing them on certain occasions.

Who am I kidding? I'm going there first thing tomorrow.

And finally this event, it is a couple eve and so far it has been great. Let us not mention the beautiful cake Zahra made which is making my mouth water and the beautiful speech Hafeez made which is still making my eyes water.

I dabbed my eyes with the handkerchief and smiled up at him as he came to sit next to me. I motioned for him to come closer and leaned in to peck his cheeks mouthing "I love you"

"I love you more" he replied smiling as my eyes darted to the cake

"Foodie, you want the cake? Hafeez laughed as I laughed nodding my head

"Then say no more" He winked and stood up before walking to the already cut cake and cut a big chunk for us. If we waited until it is sliced to be shared then we won't get such a big piece. He collected two spoons and walked back to me

I eyed the big slice of cake and grinned eager for him to get there. When he finally sat down, he handed me a spoon and together we dig in watching the dancers ahead of us.

It was a priceless moment and one I would love to live over and over again especially when Hafeez turned to look at me with so much love in his eyes I could drown in them.

Right there I knew I would do anything, to keep those emotions in his eyes.

What I acquired is my most prized possession and I proudly did and have that in HEELS.
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Third person's POV

Na'eemah watched the young couple who sat down beautifully eating the large slice of cake and watching the event unfold.

Hafeez had a blank expression as he watched the dancers and so does Humaira but she had a polite smile on. But those expressions fades away immediately they look at one another. It was so strong you could practically see the love forming around them like a cocoon. Their very own personal bubble.

Na'eemah sighed having wished she had something like that but just then her eyes drifted off to Mr Yaari as she sat down with his one leg crossed on the other slowly sipping the cocktail Humaira's company provided. She has grown into a strong independent billionaire and Na'eemah is so proud to call herself her cousin. What's even astonishing is how she started all these from scratch and she's so lucky to have her husband there all the time. He indeed is her pillar and the root of her success.

Na'eemah silently watched her cousin's business partner. He only came here for Humaira and she knew he would leave soon. For the past ten minutes she's been looking at him and not once did he glance her way, he must have not noticed it or simply ignored it.

He couldn't ignore it, she preferred to just go with him not noticing.

Her eyes move to the other guy whom immediately caught her gaze but she quickly looked over. It isn't like she doesn't like him, he's the right person for her if Mr Yaari isn't in the picture. She's determined to get him ever since she saw him. He was a fantasy she was willing to turn to reality.

A hit on the table brought her back from her train of thoughts. She looked you to see Me Yaari staring down at her as she felt her heart skip a bit

"You should get a picture you know. It lasts longer"

She tucked her head lower embarrassed that he caught her staring

"Here, my card. Contact me anytime you're free" With that, his deep voice faded as he majestically walked to Humaira to bid her and her husband goodbye and head out.

She looked at the card and then back at them talking, however as her eyes watch him head out and looked back to Humaira a question bugged her.

If he knew she was staring then he simply ignored her right.

Is Humaira right, is he really not caring to notice her and it was her all along wanting the idea of being with him and not him? And then the biggest of question lingered on.

Will she accept that reality isn't full of Perfection and go for Perfect imperfections or will she still hold on to her fantasy thinking it will work and head for Imperfect Perfection?
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Boom and you get to find out in IMPERFECT PERFECTION our next book!! Yaayyyyy I'm so excited

I can't wait for it because it is mainly on reality and it will be teaching our girls to not let fantasy lead them astray. It will make us see the beauty in perfect imperfections rather than imperfect Perfections. Sisters, some bad are bad, distance bad. Life is way harsher than books.

Now back to HEELS! Ouuuu I love how our girl is all independent now and definitely my best part is her being married to Hafeez. OMG these people are my cutest couple I so love them.

To all the people who chose right y'all will be characters insha Allah.

It sure will be one hell of loads coming onto our face in the next book and I sure can't wait.

Watch out for acknowledgement next 👯

Khayr Souf ❤️