RANDOMS>>>>>> Kuna huyu dèm fulani wàlàlò mwenye alifanya ni drop out of unie nikaenda kuishi na yeye Marsabit. Before you judge me, hear me out.....Ushawai fungwa 1-0, ukaamua kurudi tena ukidhani utaequalise ukàfungwa tena? After almost 5 yrs shè texted; On a Wednesday hapo june last year I received a message from a UK number, It was a simple "Hello" looking at the profile ilikua picha ya Museum of London. Nikaassume ni sçàmmers wamenifikia but ju nilikua idle kama office of Musalia Mudavadi. Nikareply, then akaproceed to Kujiintroduce, akaniambia ni Fatush. the moment she mentioned her name I remembered, Fatush was a nickname I had given h£r. Her real name was Fatma. A quick recap; I met Fatush in 2020 nikiwa second year, she was in fourth year. Navile nilikua I started hìtting òn h£r. After a few weeks tukaanza kwenda hikes na yeye then one evening she invited me for supper at her b£dsitter. While she was co0king mimi huyo nik@mshiķa from b£hind design ya Hollywood ròmanc£ movies, surprisingly she didn't remove my hands from h£r wàìśt, so I çontinued moving my h@nds around h£ŕ abd0men to slightly near h£r b00bs. Unajua mwànaume nikutest water, lazima upush bòùndaries design ya Israèĺ huwa inafanyia pàĺèstine. Seeing sh£ was not resisting my t0uches I continued to gŕàb h£r b00bs as I gave h£r n£ck k!ss£s from behind. Then sh£ turned to look at me. I froze alittle because I wasn't sure what sh£ was upto when sh£ turned to look at me. Nikamaintain a firm look, sh£ drew h£ŕ self closer that is the moment I knew Mwingi ģòďs were up there cheering me. H£r face became pale and I could tell sh£ was now inviting me to h£r lips. I gr@bbed h£ŕ head with my left hand and h£r back with my right hàñd and I brought h£r closer to me, I watched as sh£ closed h£r eyes with every inch I dr£w h£r to me. I knew sh£ had surrendered h£r śoul to me. Sh£ knew how to place the l!ps perfectly. Sh£ had the s0ftest l!ps I had ever tasted in my whole life. I reached to thè pin holding h£r Hijab ungefikiria nilikuà some military training ya kutoa pins za gr£nad£. With h£r Hijab off h£r long silkish cùŕly Somali hair fell òn her shoulders. Hair is usually my biggest turn on, wachana na b00bs na hàģà nyinyi husifià. At this point I felt my omzìgìdì rise to the occasion. I sniff£d on hair to get hard òn my f£tish, najua sijaulizwa. While standing there I started undr£ss!ñg h£r. Sh£ was w£aring a Dera, this was the first time I was about to t0a a Dera, m£ntal confusion hapa na pale but I let things flow kuavoid performance anxi£ty, kuna kabutt0n fulani huwa around n£ck area ya D£ra, started by ùñbutt0ning it. Kut0a Dèra inahitaji skills si hizi vitu tumezoea . I almost confused what to do with the D£ra...sh£ whisp£red with a soft m0àn "𝑾𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒆" these words have made mèn overthrow g0vernments and it was now my turn. Sh£ grabb£d the Dèra from the kn££ś gently slowly rev£aling h£r fl£sh, I Hàtè to admit it; "𝑵𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔𝒉, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏@𝒍 𝑷𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌!𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍£𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘" Slowly watched how h£r b0dy was curv£d , Allàh must have spent precious time making this one, my omzigidì couldnt keep it's cool, I could fèel my h£artbeat. It was like a remake of Fifty shad£s of Grey. I looked h£ŕ in deep admiration, from h£r kn££s, to h£r th!ghs, fading stretch£s, to h£r nav£l and finally h£r b00bs, it was like watching the unveiling of a Lamborghini Revuelto. Before she could even finish, I grabb£d h£r from the wa!stline, this moment had played in my h£ad so many times but I didn't know it would happen so soon and would happen so perfectly. Now it was time to cure my thirst with this fine vèritable c0rnuc0pia of del£ctable d£pravity and unmentionable dèlight. I couldn't believe it was happening, to spare you the delicàcìès, that ñìght sealed our b0nd. Our lòvè blossomed and she became the lòve of my life. But what is fate? the sem was almost over and she had submitted her project, our lov£ was about to be cut short. I had also finished my exams as well. Fatush already had been p0ached by World vision Marsabit, because she was doing public health. She suggested instead of going home I go stay with h£r in Marsabit because World Vision had offered her a one bedroom, in Marsabit, I was still writing code and I was like why not. We officially moved together in April of 2020. Serving humanity was h£r calling and I lovèd this vvoman to d£ath, mimi naye nikishapenda mtu hata huwa sitaki a move one centimetre away design Jaguar alisema. Hiyo time mimi niko second year nafaa kwenda 3rd year but I decided why should I continue while I can still write code and live with Fatush. So when school resumed mimi sikurudi, I called my Dad, nikamshow mimi I am marrying na siendeĺei na chuo anymore. I remember Dad travelled from Mombasa, called my pastor from Busia who happens to be my Chief from Nasirà, my uncle who lives in South Africa was also around, they all travelled to Marsabit to beg me to go back to school. Nikiwa inl0ve huwezi nipea advice mimi. Fatush got a scholarship offer from University of Edinburgh in UK for her masters, hapo ndo mambo ilichemka there was no way she would move with me to UK because we were not officially marri£d. I wouldn't want to hold her hostage as I wanted her to win in life. She told me Masters was 2 years so I should also go back to school ndo tumalize the same time. Somehow I believed and this is why s!mps deserve nothing in life. Flew out of the country in November of 2020. I went back to unie, most painful thing, that followed after two months in UK she cut aĺl h£r communications with me. Nilikua naskiza "𝑵𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒘𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒆" by Diamond Platnumz for 3 months straight nilikua naheal na huko April 2021. I promised myself sitawai p£nda tena ***Fastforward to today>>> After few messages with h£r she informed she was back in the Country and now she was working for CARE international NGO. On my side there was nothing much to say, I was still coding and now running my IT startup here in Westlandś. She suggested we meet up at Artcaffe in Village market. I was down for it. Hapa nilikua na mixed reactions ju I didn't know what to expect. Around 4pm I uber to Village market. I found her there, this vv0man was a stunning godd£ss, saw and I lost my composure, walked gracefully and she gave me a tìģht hùģ, I could feel h£r arms cl£nch hard£r. This is how missìñģ someone looks like.... [PART 2 loading]