Save the date 20th December. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!! Is this happening? Yes its happening.

My house is full to the very brim. So many people came from all over the country because I'm awesome like that. Our house is hustling and bustling with wedding preparations. The Nikaah is in one month and my birthday is tomorrow. I'm not really excited about that.

Hammad and I speak on the phone 24/7. I have to be sure he still wants to marry me. You know how the devil does his things.

His name has also been in all of my prayers. May he be the best for me. His dad is still cold as ever. I don't know what is up with him. Aneesah is still against me. Not that I care.

*ring*

H: Longest month of my life.

Oh. No hello or hi? I almost laughed

S: good afternoon.

H: inalillahi what did I do?

He sounds panicked making me smile. Good. At least I know I'm not alone in the panicking game.

S: Nothing.

H: first of all, you only greet me like that when we're fighting. Secondly, when you say nothing, it means something. I'm coming over.

S: no no no. I'm just pulling your legs.

I laugh a little. I can almost see him squinting his eyes threateningly.

H: sure, play with my feeling because I love you.

I laugh.

S: its not that deep bro

H: it is sis

S: is not

H: is too

S: not.

H: Your voice is jarring

I gasp. He did not just...

S: fine then. Find someone with a less jarring voice to marry. Bye sir.

I heard him mutter 'shit' before I ended the call. This is going to be fun. I watched the phone ring and ring. All the while I was slow dancing to my ring tone. Calum Scott though...

The phone started buzzing with messages making me laugh. I am enjoying this too much.

Minutes later, Noor barged into the room.

"What did you do? Hammad is here?" I smiled hard. She instantly knew I was up to something.

"You are not serious ooo" she adds.

"He said my voice is jarring!"

"It is jarring. I agree with him this one time" I gasp

"Betrayal"

"Yen yen yen" she says and walks out. Wait, what will she tell him? I pulled on my hijab and went after her.

He's wearing a grey hoodie and black sweatpants. His hair is not brushed so I'm guessing he hasn't showered. But who could blame him, its a Sunday and sis, when I tell you morning looks good on him, believe me. He looks good all the time. I believe that's the grace of God shining on my baby.

I peek at him through the window, behind the curtains as he begged Noor to get me. She refused.

My cousin Hafsah and her friend who I don't remember came to the door to say "hi" to Hammad. I roll my eyes.

You know how everyone has that one cousin that's been competing with you all your life? Ladies and gentlemen I give you Hafsah.

"Haba Noorah won't you invite him in? Akwai sanyi ai (its cold outside)" she chirped. Noor rolled her eyes and left him with them at the door.

"Ina kwanan ku (good morning) Hammad greeted smiling, still standing at the door. Tf is he smiling for?

"I'm Hafsah" Aunty said stretching out her hand to shake my husband. Lol. I jumped out from behind the curtains and stood between Hammad and them. Hyenas.

"Mama na kira ( mama is looking for you)" I lied to her smiling. She rolled her eyes.

"Nice to meet you Hammad" she smiled and walked away, acting like I'm not there. Bitch

I turned around to glare at Hammad.

"Why the hell were you greeting them with a flirty smile and all that shit?" He had this stupid smirk on his face. I'm about to smack him.

"I was just being polite my love"

"You are only allowed to be polite to five women. Our mothers, our sisters, me, your nieces and our daughters"

"My cousins?"

"None of that cousin shit. You can marry those" he burst out laughing.

"Is Samy Zayn jealous?" He asked amused. What kind of stupid question is that?

"First of all, don't call me that, ever. Secondly, no, she ain't shit now shut up" he laughs.

"So does this mean you are no longer mad at me?"

"I wasn't mad at you, I dumped you" I say smiling. I turned to back him.

He laughs a little.

" I'm sorry. Take me back"

"Bribe me"

I can hear him laughing.

"What is it you want?" I smiled.

"Ice cream" he laughs.

"I should tell Noor you are planning on having ice cream" She'd totally flip. Remember strict diet? Yeah.

"Well since you want to be a snitch, I'm telling Baba you are here" I whisper. His eyes widens and he rushes out. My dad scares him. He peeks back through the door.

"Twenty nine days left and I love you"

My face hurts from smiling so much. Twenty nine days left indeed.

********

I woke up to my phone ringing very early in the morning. Ten am. Without looking at the caller id, I picked up.

S: what do you want?

H: good morning to you too grouchy.

He says amused. What is funny?

S: I'm sleeping!

H: Happy birthday my beautiful beautiful wife.

I smiled.

S: Thank you my love.

H: Now get ready. I'm downstairs.

S: indeed.

H: I'm dead ass

S: No you're not.

H: okay then, since you don't want to come, I'll just chill here with what's her name again? Haf-

I end the call and jump out of bed. Shower time!

I wore a floral skirt, black long sleeved blouse and biege scarf, My favorite pair of Jordans on my feet .

Yo I'm old. I'm twenty three!Basically thirty. Someone get me a walking stick.

Hammad is wearing faded blue jeans, a polo shirt, a leather jacket and same shoes as me! We got them together.

"Why are you wearing my shoes?" I asked him when I got to the sitting room.

"Why were you checking me out?"

"Shut up"

He laughs.

"Happy birthday beautiful" he says kissing my head and handing me a gift bag. I instantly lit up and reached for the bag but he lifted it above his head, far beyond my reach.

"You open this later. We are going out" he says amused at my excitement. What? I love surprises sue me.

"You suck"

"You love me"

"Whatever. Let me say good bye to the people" I said my goodbyes and we left.

"Why are we going in the direction of the airport? Are we travelling?" I asked for the twentieth time. Again, he just rolled his eyes and ignored me. So I ignored him too and replied my countless birthday messages.

We arrived at the airport minutes later and we went straight to the pilot's lodge. What is he up to?

He asked me to sit and wait. His co pilots came to greet me. All called me Mrs Babangida, making me smiled hard. One of the guys came out with uniforms and other pilot accessories on a tray. What is going on?

Hammad came out just wearing just his uniform trousers and a white tee.

"You get to dress your pilot my love" I couldn't hold it in. I screamed clapping my hands like a child on Christmas morning. He laughed.

They told me the names and position of each accessory as I dressed him. Shirt, tie, epaulets, rank stripes, cufflinks, roli roli and the cap and the signature shades. My chest is soaring right now! He is so beautiful. Like my best dream come true. I could start crying right now.

"You look so fine I can cry" everyone bursted out laughing at me. Yen yen yen whatever.

My arm in his, we walked to a small aircraft on the runway.

"This is a luxury aircraft. As you can see its small" He says.

There are two attendants escorting us. I feel like a damn queen.

The aircraft is beautiful. So exquisitely designed. It's interior is made mostly of polished wood. Its so shiny! Hammad watched me with a smile as I fawned over the aircraft.

There's wine, cookies, a tub of ice cream, gummy bears and chips and two glasses. awwww baby!!! I started crying.

"You like? Please don't cry"

"I love love love!" I wiped my face so I won't ruin the vibe.

I sat right behind him and belted up.

"Mrs Babangida, welcome aboard beechcraft flight 4B7 with service round the city of Abuja. This is your personal captain speaking. We are currently third in line for take off and are are expected to be in the air in seven minutes time. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartment. We also ask that your seat and table trays are in the upright position for take off. Smoking is prohibited during the duration of the flight. Seat back and enjoy"

Hammad finished, turning back to wink at me. I squealed like a child. I'm so excited its physically painful. He sounds so piloty. Do they have a voice training? He sounds so freaking awesome! I swear I'm behaving like a child.

"The weather in Abuja is clear and sunny with a high of 27 degrees this morning.
My name is Hammad Muhammad Babangida, and I am your captain. Cabin crew, please prepare for takeoff"

I screamed. There's no need for the formalities since its a private flight but he knows I love it, so he did it.

****

Abuja is breathtakingly beautiful from the top. We cruised for about thirty minutes, then he handed over to the second pilot and came to have gummy beats with me.

We went to get some clothes and food afterwards. Hands down the best birthday I've had in all my twenty three years. Did I tell you I love this goof?

He brought me back home by six ish pm and we all had dinner. Everyone including Kabir.

I was exhausted. I showered and was about to sleep when I saw my pile of presents. Hammad's was on the table so I took it and opened it.

It was a gold ring! The most beautiful one I've seen. It had a rose on it and a note attached to the box.

"I'll stop loving you the day this rose withers and dies..."

A/N

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