Madina's POV
My mind has been disoriented since morning. I mean he kissed me, on the lips. Why will he do that.
I know he's my husband but we aren't close, plus I don't love him and I'm sure he doesn't.
I decided to keep that aside and focus on talking with my mom which I did.
Since we arrived at my parent's house, Aisha has been talking about her uncle Abubakar. Her parents called and still she kept talking about him. Now I think I'm jealous.
I mean she know me before him. I am supposed to be her favorite.
After spending some time there, I decided we go back home so I can cook lunch for Abubakar.
I know how he enjoys my food because he always compliment my food.
We arrived at home and cleaned up a bit before I decided to cook. I decided to cook some rice and stew with coleslaw.
