"Be with me." Zachary said silently staring deep into Maisarah's eyes.
"Be with you? Are you serious?" Maisarah blushed, forgetting all the fear.
"Yea. Your god is looking out for you after all. And I will too. I'll be there when you need me and I'll support you."
"I cant." she answered quickly, despite liking what she just heard.
"What? Why not?" Letting go of her, hurt. "You.. You don't like me ?"
"No! No. That's not it. I do, but thing is.. Im a muslim. Youre not." she scooched away from Zach a little.
"GOD. You got me so scared!" He exclaimed. He gave the cheekiest of the cheekiest smiles ever. "I'm glad you like me."
"Dont worry about that. I'll probably convert after Sufiyyah's done teachin'. I find that it makes sense."
Buzzz buzzzzz. Maisarah got a text message. Sufiyyah it showed.
You okay? Jack said theres a minor fault with the electricity power supply.
Maisarah looked at Zach that was rolling on the cold floor. She smiled.
Just fine. Im not alone anyway. :]
Zachary sat down. "Suf?" Maisarah nodded.
"THE FLOOR IS SO COLDDDD!"
Maisarah rolled her eyes. Zachary loved his cold floors. She punched him in the stomach.
"BWARGH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Zachary groaned in pain.
"You said some cheesy things there, Zach."
"Heeeyy! I was tryina comfort you!" Zachary pouted and turned around, making his back face Maisarah.
"It was still cheesy as hell! But, thanks. I guesss I really needed that.." she gave a small smile. "I accept and I will be with you. One two conditions."
Zach arched his eyebrow. "Go on.."
"One : You CANNOT touch me. Not until we are officially Married." She looked at Zach. He seems to take it all seriously. "Two : No lovey dovey talk. We can get to know each other better but no I love you or what ever. No stupid nicknames too."
".. Is number two compulsary?" Zach asked, flashing the flash light in Maisarah's eyes.
"Yes- STOP FLASHING THAT INTO MY EYE IT HURTS!" Maisarah covered her eyes.
Zachary laughed evilly. "BAHAHAHA YOU SHALL DIE OF EXCESS LIGHT IN YOUR EYESSSS"
"THAT DOESNT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE!" Zachary continued shining the torch in her face. "GIVE ME THAT! ZACHARY ANDER YOU-" The lights flickered on and off, giving Maisarah a jolt. It went back on.
"Oh. The lights are back on." Maisarah said. The torch was switched off. Zachary stood up and dusted off imaginary dust of his jeans.
"Okay, Mai. I will respect your conditions. The first one was because of your religon. The next one was for your own comfort. I will oblige." He nodded and gave a smile. Maisarah stood up.
"Thanks."
"Oh, but I might give you nicknames."
"NO."
