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♤assalm allaikum this is my first time writing♤ hope you will like it and please comment if you ♤have advice for me insha Allah♤ ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♧♧♤♤♤♤♤♤♧♧♧♤♤♤♤

Its was early morning like 5am as she wakeup when her alarm went off, she struggled before waking up eventually she managed to get out of the bed ,stretched her arms and head out of her room, she went to the bathroom to make an ablution and came back to her room to make a morning prayer (fajr salah) after praying she read dua and Qur'an (Holly book).

usually her sister and her will take turns to make breakfast in the morning and today was her turn, ufff she said I really don't like making breakfast or should I say i don't like cooking she giggled, as she was talking to herself her mom was coming towards her and she heard her ,

Oh xabibti ( sweaty) if you don't like cooking who is going to cook for your husband her mom said . Hooyo ( Mam) good morning she said , good morning sweety her mother said .

well answer my question darling her mama repeated as she realized she was avoiding her question.

well said Safia ( her name) why do I have to cook for him is he marrying a maid Safia said to her Hooyo, why can't he cook himself its 2021 and men cooking are romantic. I know our Somali men didn't realize this fact yet coz mostly of them they don't know cooking but lately they are becoming update because I saw some men which can cook safia said.

what screamed with a shock so you mean you want your husband to cook for you safia her mama asked you know that is not our culture and your aabe (Dad ) never cooked for me her mam said.

I know hooyo but that was your generation but not our generation and I will not marry if he just wants me to cook she said seriously.

ok we will see then her Hooyo said and we are expecting guests today so you better hurry up for the breakfast and dress yourself up her Hooyo said.

what why 🤷‍♀️ should I dress up are they asking my hand in marriage she said teasingly never did she expect ....