CHAPTER 21: LIGHTS CAMERA AND ACTION!

"Well..err..What-what is wrong in being a house wife? It's good to be independent yes yes have your own money. But you have mee, My love C'mon." I think this would be the hundredth time we had this conversation. He doesn't want me going out, when we first got married he had security guards following me everywhere opening doors for me. Hell every thing we even had a butler. Maids flooding every where I think the only thing I used to do was take my own bath and feed my sef.

Well I dont blame him that was the time he became rich and was on Forbes magazine so the whole world had an eye on him. It was when he became the youngest male billionaire from Africa at just 21. Two years later we got married. And it was all over the news and that was pretty much how we became popular. Then after our marriage that my blog became a hit, everyone wanted to see how we were living and I give them sneek peeks every now and then.

"And you wouldn't be a full time house wife.. you would become a full time blogger. You would have more time for your vlogs you can travel do anything do interviews try new things." Before he could blab any more I clipped both of his lips with my hands. "I have heard you already. I have already made up my mind, I want to save life's Zawj." He sighed. "The thing is i will support what ever you want to do." He turned his attention to his phone that buzzed in his hands.

The Television was playing an old movie Titanic before turning back to him. "So Thursday bah." He nodded. "No, In Shaa Allah I would be back on Friday ." And it was in that position I drifted to sleep. My head on his shoulders hands over his other free shoulder seating on the sofa.

Immediately my eyes opened I saw my self on the bed. It was almost time for fajr, and after we both prayed. He went back to sleep, So i didn't waste anytime setting up my plan.

I placed my camera hiding it in-between my body cream and some containers on my mirror. I looked back at it and I actually hid it perfectly. Hopefully he doesn't catch me this time. So the plan was simply...

I stood behind the door repeating my self to Nana one last time. "Wake daddy up give him this, and say mummy said I should give you this." She nodded. "What's in the envelope." She asked twirling it in her small hands. "Just go My love, I will tell you later."

She opened the door and from the crack I looked at what was happening. She climbed on top of him tapping him on his face. "Nana. Go to mummy." He mumbled and I held my laugh I also don't like it when she wakes me up like that. "No!" She jumped. "Mummy said I should give you this." He took the envelope and dropped it on the bedside table.

Nana turned to my direction and I motioned to her to take the paper. And bring it to me. "Nana go and check what mummy made for breakfast." She said a quick okay and hopped down ignoring my request. "Mummy what did you make for breakfast?" She asked smiling like someone who won the lottery.

"Tell daddy the answer is in the envelope." I almost face palmed myself. She ran back "Daddy, mummy said its in the envelope. " He groaned. Taking the duvet sluggishly off him. He brought his feet out lazily dropping them on the floor. Running a hand down his face he picked the envelope with his other hand.

Immediately his eye's landed on the content he blinked, His whole face lit up. He looked up to Nana and then back to the paper which had a drawing I made.

It was a bun in the oven which traditionally means. Someone is pregnant.

This was my moment I straighten my shirt and opened the door stepping in further with a grin on my face "Ihsan.. is this true?." The look on his face spoke confusion as well as happiness at the same time.

I nodded, Curving my lips into a smile, He took quick steps and just as he got infornt of me he wrapped his arms around my waist then he stopped. "I wouldn't want to squish the baby." He placed his hand on my stomach. Rubbing it gently. "Is this a dream Ihsan?" His expression hardened.

Letting go of my arms, He fell to the ground in sujood, He mumbled some Words all prasing and Thanking God for this. Before rising up to his feet. "Alhamdullilah." He kissed me on my forehead. "My God, I have-I have so many questions, When did you find out." He had tears shimmered in his eyes. "Yesterday. I took the test the Yesterday." He ran his hands down his face, Stopping a little when he got to his eyes.

I was also fighting back tears, This was truly a day we both have been waiting for. "And how many months are we?." Well that I do not know for sure. Highest five weeks. "I don't yet. I will check in today, In Shaa Allah." Before I knew it he wrapped his arms around me yet again but the hug was longer than the first. Immediately he let go he went down and picked Nana up throwing her up and catching her. "Nana mummy is going to bring you a new sibling." He spoke excitedly.

"What is a sibling." She looked from me to him. "A sibling is a brother or sister." She rose her brows. "Am gonna be a sister to someone?" She asked sliding down from Abdullah. Before running to My side. "Mummy please take me with you I want to pick her my self I want her to look just like elsa i want her hair to be yellow like corn and she should have the cutest blue dress in the whole castle."

Abdullah chuckled at her. "Don't you want a brother." She made a face like a cow chewing its Feces. "Boys are gross, they pick there noses in class." I shook my head at her. "Daddy too was a boy you know that right." She shook her head as well making her dark braids dance behind her back. "Daddy doesn't pick his nose." We laughed at her. I patted her head. "Tell Hauwa to dress you up for school." She nodded and vanished out of the room.

By the time I looked at Abdullah he was starring at the paper with my hideous drawing on it. "I don't know what to say. Wallah, you make me soo happy Ihsan. I don't know what i would do with out you." I looked at the Camera and winked. "Aww.. me too Zawj."