Ibrahim's Pov.

              Mrs first lady

       I know I may not be perfect but one thing I was perfect at is completing the five daily prayers in the way taught by prophet Muhammad. From my age 10 till date I have never missed Salah. It is believed that Allah speaks to us through the Quran and Salah is our means of responding to Allah. I spread my mat on the corner of my room I felt is most clean and holy ready to perform tayammum, with my face facing the ka'bah I made my intentions known to Allah in my heart.

Before all gods and man, Allah knows how much I want to win this forth coming Governorship election. Not only do I want to win and make a difference but I want to prove to everyone and myself that despite where I I'm today and where I have always found myself, I Ibrahim Ovie, even without a father's name is great. Just like many stories of the prophets in the Quran, I believe that my struggle would pay off. I raise my hands up next to my ears and shoulder muttering the words" Allah Akbar". Doing this while standing, I place my right hand over my left hand on my chest with my eyes focus on the ground saying my opening prayers. saying "Allah Akbar" I  blend down and stand's  up reciting Sami Allah Hu Lima.

"Leave me!!". A familiar voice coming from outside my room which I recognize to be Fatima. What could she be doing here so Early?. O!!. Funny I was asking myself this question. "Allah Akbar". I prostate with my head, knees and hands on the floor. I raise from sajah and sit's on my knee. "Allah Akbar". I stand up finishing my prayers with tasleem. I turn my head to the right and left all saying "As- salamu alaykumwa Rahamatallahi wa Barakaatuhui". Getting to the end of my prayers my heart wouldn't stop dancing because I know I'm going to face Fatima anytime soon. " As- salamu alaykumwa Rahmatullah". I stand up taking my sit on my bed.

" Non sense!!".  If there is one thing I would like to avoid is Fatima's anger. That pretty, decent and calm lady underneath that hijab can turn out to be my worst nightmare.

" tell Ibrahim I want to speak to him or I will help you myself!!".  I don't know what's written in my fate and I don't understand how I always end up hurting the woman I love with no doubt. That lady literally shouting outside my door has been with me through thick and tin. Just as her name Fatima (meaning faithful) implies she has been faithful and loyal behond measures. I just wished I realized how much she meant to me earlier. Maybe that ways I would have been able to make amends.

" Ibrahim I know you can hear me oooooooo!!. You better come outside and answer to me before I pull down this house!!".  This was the reaction I expected from her that's why father had advised she should be absent at the meeting with Ejiro.

" You even had the mind to replace me as your PA!!!".

" Calm down Fatima and reason with your brain not your heart".

" Haaa daddy!!. assalamualaikum but I should have loved with my head instead of my heart". The only person that should be in better position to explain things to her is me and no one else. At least I owe her an explanation. I didn't expect my meeting with Ejiro to take an unexpected turn but I had to do it for my political career.

Call me selfish but a man got to do what a man got to do. It is now or never!!. I can clearly see the range on Fatima's face the instant I open my door. My step mom is holding on to her and my dad standing in front of her. All staring at me with a surprise look. " Ibrahim you!!". The moment my step mom's grip frees her, she storms inside my room ready to unleash her anger. I quickly close the door and I wish I didn't because now it's just the two of us.

" Assalamualaikum babe".

" O peace be unto you Ibrahim!!. Inshallah to Allah for creating a heartless man like you".

" Babe calm down". I try to hold her but she is fast to stop me. " Don't touch me you heartless beast".

" I can explain babe".

" Don't stress yourself because thanks to social media, I can see you took to your page and posted your new found love". She is talking about the picture of me and Ejiro that was taken outside my house after the meeting. " Babe I didn't take that photo and it's an unexpected picture".

" But you posted it?". How would I explain things to her?. Even I I'm confuse. The way my life took an unexpected end ehhh. I wonder if this is Allah's doing. " I thought as much ". I was mute staring at her in pity. " It's over". She was about walking away when my hands met with hers, pulling her back. Allah knows I can never imagine my life without Fatima. Never!!. Two hours of not hearing from her is a perfect recipe to depression. In my whole history of womanizing, no woman has been able to replace Fatima in my life.

" So because I have been quite you want to show yourself".

"Ibrahim leave m-".

" C'mon shut up!". She has a look of disbelieve on. " If you like shout, all I know is your the love of my life".

" You disgraced me Abraham........you ...dis...graced me". I engulf her into my hug. Allah has blessed me with a soft, doting and incredibly beautiful gf. Even an hijab could not hide her beauty. Yes I some times lust but when I comes to true love, Fatima is the one. Her tiny killer waist with wide average size butt I can easily spread my hands on or rest my head on. I just wished it was a little bit soft but Allah knows why.  Her hot chocolate skin, pointed nose and small lips. Most of all, her long tongues and deep throat. Haaaa!!.

This girl can give blow job.

Whenever I think of Fatima she is always a recipe to making me horny. " Don't cry babe I love you". I place my hands on her cheek. " I love you alot and all this is just a show. More so, my contract with Ejiro doesn't necessarily mean we would get married. Babe can't you see my followers increase over the days because of that stupid girl". She nods her head. " I bet even your followers increased because everyone wants to know what will happen to us".

" But don't you think your're giving people hopes about Ejiro and what will happen when you don't marry her". She cleans her eyes freeing herself from my grip.

" It does Matter babe all I need is the audience. If Allah helps, they might start picking interest in supporting my campaign". Omor. My last campaign was a disaster. Only 50 people showed up and all were Muslims. At least if the crowd is drown to me because of a stupid woman whom I don't even recognize and a baby, who knows if this is the way Allah wants to uplift me. If things go the way I plan, out of one million, half a million might end up supporting me.

"Ok but you should have at least told me".

" I'm sorry babe, at least now you know. Remember I promised you I would make you the first lady of Delta state". She chuckles lightly. " Yes I do".

" Mrs Fatima Ibrahim Ovie".

" One an only first lady of Delta state" . Her expression has begin to lightning up and I'm at rest knowing Fatima's side is settled. " Oya show me that dimples".  I think her dimples makes her stand out. Watching Fatima smile indeed could give a dying man hope.

With my hands round her waist, our eyes locked together and the sudden silent in the room I did nothing but thank Allah for giving me her. " I love you babe". The smile we both had on began fading and I was filled with the sudden urge to eat her up. I pressed my lips on her sucking on her lower lips while she sucks on mine. My hand wondered, looking for the right passage to take off her clothes. I was impatient on bed. " Ba...be". She speaks in-between our kiss.

" What". I groan pulling on the first and second button of her dress. I felt my self harden in excitement pulling on the third and fourth buttons. I can see a clear view of her cleavage now and I fought the urge to just burry my face on them. She breaks our kisses apart spoiling the moment. " I want to be your PA back".

Oooo!!.

" But babe you have no experience in politics".

" But I'm well educated". I'm already pissed.

" see babe just forget". I laid down on my bed. Fatima always has an habit of making request during sex which I find annoying because it spoils the moment.

" Babeee!!". She walks up to me with a smirk on my face when she sees I'm not answering her, she Pulls my pants down holding unto my cock and gently rubbing her hand on it. My guy jumped once in excitement. This big guy was an impatient bitch. In on gulp she swallows me up sucking on the cap of my dick mostly. She used her tongue to tickle the cap for some second before swallowing me again stroking me with her mouth.  I was already dying in pleasure but I wasn't the type to show it that easily. If you want me to moan you have to give it your best. I grap her hair firmly, this bitch knows how to pleasure me too well. She brought me out stroking me with her hands. " Will you make me your personal PA back".

Fuck!!.

She swallows me again this time sucking me faster. As much as I don't want Fatima as my personal PA, if I were to say no she would leave me here in the mood. " Yes babe". I grin lightly. " Your always my PA B". I muttered but loud enough for the both of us to hear. I know I just lied but what did she expect especially now I was sex starving.

Do you think I should tell Fatima about Ejiro moving in with us?. No no no guy don't.

Ejiro is going to be moving in with us on Monday and I worry because Fatima would never allow that. I might as well tell her after we sex. At least let me be stingy for once.

I'm cut off guard when I felt the warm feeling and tightness of her vagina walls. Penetrating Fatima was always hard and a struggle but that was what gave me extreme pleasure below my abdomen. I moan her name when I was already fully inside her. She felt so soft, wet, warm and tight. I love every bit of her. Still marching the movement of her body on me, she place series of wet kiss on my neck.

................. Author's note.................

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