Story by: Authoress Ademide
Arike’s POV
When we finally reached Busayomi’s house, her mom and husband to be were present at the place. I had to carry Iteoluwa inside because she was still asleep.
“Welcome back to Nigeria!” Mr Paul exclaimed as I exchanged pleasantries with him.
“My baby must be really stressed out from the flight.” He added.
“Yes she tends to sleep after a flight.” I smiled.
“Awwnnn...she’s so cute whenever she sleeps too.” He complimented.
“Good afternoon ma.” I greeted Busayomi’s mom, kneeling a bit.
“Arike, how are your parents?” Busayomi’s mom asked.
“They are fine ma, how is daddy too?” I asked
“He’s doing well.” She stood up from the couch, redoing her wrapper tightly to her waist. “It’s really good to see you again, Arike.”
“You are leaving?” Bus
