Paper Hearts✅

Chapter 44.

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SA'ADATU'S POV.

KANO, NIGERIA.

I kept my eyes fixated on my hands on my hands as I felt him lift up the veil, revealing my face. Even when he finally got my veil down, I still made no move to look up, simply fidgeting with my fingers. A few seconds passed, but I could feel his gaze on me, unmoving. Then, after he deemed it he has gotten enough view of me, his voice came.

"They are all gone now," He declared, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement. "I have chased them all away for you. You can breathe now."

It was as if his words flicked a switch in me, because the moment those words escaped, confirming my initial thoughts, I found myself releasing a breath I did not know I was holding as I looked up, meeting his gaze with a wide grin on my face. "Finally," I breathed out, stretching my arms in front of me to get rid of the soreness as I leaned my back against the bed rest, one leg on the floor and the other crossed on the bed as I found the perfect resting position for myself.

My dearest husband just stared at me, as if he could not believe his eyes. Then, he suddenly chuckled, shaking his head in the process. "You know..." He started, a grin taking over his features. "...everyone now thinks I am the shameless one."

"Are you not though?" I asked, with a slight arched brow as I feigned innocence. "You did chase them out of the house."

"On your request," He pointed out, reminding me of that one conversation we had earlier in the day after we had our pictures taken. In case I would feign innocence—which I initially planned on doing, he then went further on in details. "If I remember clearly, which I do," He started, then threw me a pointed look, "Who pulled me back just as I was about to leave, then said, and I quote, 'Later on, when I am brought to the house that is, do not stay for long conversations. Just pay the ladies, then tell them to leave the house and that you want some time with your wife'. Who said that, Mrs. Bayero? Was it not you?"

I offered him a sheepish smile, having being put under the spotlight like that. He was right, I did say that but he did not have to bring that up like that, did he? "Technically," I started, wanting to defend myself even though there is not much to defend really. "I did it for you as well. Are you not glad they are gone now? Can you hear that?" I kept shut, earning a brow arch from him in question. Then, my smile widened and I nodded. "Exactly. Silence. Much needed silence after the chaos of the past few days."

In my defense, the past few days have been so chaotic and I know the way my friends are, especially Faiza. If left to them, they would drag the conversation for long just so they can get a lot of money. And from what I know of groomsmen, they would drag it on as well just for the fun of it. I cannot handle that, all I want is some peace and quiet, and I can only get that with them gone.

"Besides," I continued, "You love your peace as well, even more than I do. I did us both a favor." My smile widened, hoping that will be enough to dissuade him into believing this is for the best.

I mean, I am the bride, it is not like I can chase them away. I am supposed to be the shy one, while he, as the groom is supposed to be the shameless one—even if it is the other way around but no one needs to know that. The point is, everyone loves cliché narratives of the shameless groom that chases everyone away, and that is what I gave them. It is a win-win for everyone really.

They should thank me even. I am such an innovative person.

Should I become a movie director? I can direct a romcom well enough with this talent?