North prince charming

20. Making her mine

This chapter is dedicated to my day one, you've always been here, read every book I wrote, even at my early stages of writing till date, you've been among my first audience outside my family, even when I thought everything I wrote was to go to the trash, thank you for always being here, my Hanny.

Ahmad's POV

The moment she walked into the place the air became so thick and I got tensed, I've never felt that way before.

Black never really looked that good,  it's probably going to be my favorite color now. I thought.

Her hips swayed from left to right as she payed no mind to who stared, she looked so gorgeous that even the beautiful breeze of the north danced with her Abaya, to its rhythm.

Revealing her beautiful light brown leggings that hugged her hips so tight.

If she looked that hot in an Abaya, then I'm dead already.

I swear I had a boner straight up, and then I vowed there was nothing that'll ever stop me from making her mine.

I tried to drag my feet to go get her from the entrance,  but I was a nervous hack, I couldn't move an inch, so I sat and enjoyed  watching every bit of her, just being herself.

She isn't fake like the others, I couldn't wait to tell my guys all about her.

But I wouldn't let my ancestors down, at least I could pull a chair, I scanned the whole of her being, somehow it felt like I could see through her.

Beautifully, all the curves at it's rightful positions, grey eyes that I wouldn't mind getting lost in, her eye brows and sideburns tells just how lengthy her hair would be.

We talked about school and sadly she was no where close to me. ABU zaria and ABTI yola is quite a distance.

She told me about her crazy siblings and I couldn't wait to meet them.

She is complete fam, Islamically and socially balanced, a gem so masha Allah.

I didn't want the discussion to end but it was okay for a first time.

We bade farewell as I watched her driver drove passed me, in their white SUV jeep, as soon as there was no trace of her or the car. I quickly dialed Muda's number, he picked on the eight ring.

"Guy how far?"

"What is it now, let me sleep abeg."

"Wake up o, Asr done reach sef."

"Let's meet up at gamji park, I get gist for una."

I quickly drove to a mosque nearby prayed asr and left to meet with the boys.

"Guys how far na?" Musa greeted as he came in late.

"Guy I don see wife."

"I told you she's a top class girl. " Abubakar added.

"Bro, that girl na mad, e be like na she design herself. "

I went on and on to tell them everything well except for the part I had a boner.  If not, that topic will not die till my own death, or even after.

They all seem to like her, and would want to meet her soon enough.

I went home, told Mama and ya all about it, they all seemed to like her, Alhamdulillah.

Laila's POV

I waited until After Ishai, but he never called, maybe he didn't like me, or he probably thinks I should call him too.

But I wasn't the type that call guys, especially my suitors, I mean if you like me call me, so I didn't, I don't like forcing myself on people.

Really laila, really? Just a call that wont cost you anything,  if na airtime you get o.

Here's chapter 20, few more to go.
Nazy loves you.
Peace out. ✌