Kaltoom's POV
I've been sleeping like a corpse ever since we returned from Niger.
Faruk came and picked me up immediately we landed even though the salmans wanted to do that, my over possessive brother took me away and the family came behind us to our house.
I appreciate it though cause within this one week I've missed my brother so much I'm used to Khalid's absence but Faruk was always stucked around me ever since I finished boarding school.
Ammi made sure the Salman's had lunch before they left for their home.
My whole family were happy to have me back as if I've been away for ages.
Now back to the present.. the unstoppable vibration of my phone was what bought me back from my train of thoughts.
Amani has been under my skin ever since I came back she won't let me nap.
And when I picked up now she said she was 2 minutes away from our house and I had to drag my feet to the toilet to go shower by the time I came out the little witch was on my bed talking to God knows who...
Which I later learnt was her brother Salman the woman who works Mexico who is hardly ever around I've only set my eyes on him twice this year.
Amani made me fill her in on everything that happened while we were in China and Maradi, I also told her about Raudah and Nidhal and show her pictures we took.
"I'm so jealous they stole my Bff's" Amani complained playfully
"Well only for a day dumbass" I explained and she mouthed a "Right".
We went to Ammis room and met her on the Balcony we disturbed her peace before making it downstairs which smelt so sweet. What has Ammi cooked today?
We walked to the kitchen hand in hand like sick teenagers the dinning was already set up I took a can of Hollandia while Amani took a pack of chilled fruit juice and we walked to the dinning.
Behold my adorable Ammi has made Waina, vegetable and liver sauce along with roasted chicken for dessert it was like a feast was gonna be held there were three varieties of local drinks Local Chapman, Kunun Aya and zobo.
Did I finished talking about dessert cause the was red velvet cake and a few cupcakes and a separate warmer which contained coconut rice .
"Ammi you are the best!" Amani screamed
"And we love you just so you know" I added
We took plates and I took three Wainas and was fetching the liver sauce when Ammi appeared elegantly with her darling husband Abee!
"I set that table up for my husband not for two unproductive fellows" she said In her most sassy tone.
We greeted Abee and continue with our rant about how delicious the meal was and we weren't missing it for the world.
Abee settled the tension and ask everyone to set and eat.
Just what Amani and I were planning cause we dug in almost immediately.
Trust Ammi with cutlery cause this Dishes wasn't a disappointment.
Faruk came and join us shortly.
Amani and I were the first to leave the table after tasting everything displayed we didn't even had the drink we brought to the dinning Aishatu was made to take them back.
I took a glass of the tasty Chapman
Which had this savoury aroma with me to the garden just in time I checked my phone and I had 5 missed calls from Laila and 3 from Adyan.
I called Laila first which ended up in a video call then Adyan. Amani gave me a fake space to talk to him which Im pretty sure is fake she must be going to do something.
Somehow we ended up talking for almost an hour still wondering how we got that close by the way you just never know with this things now I'm I right? Or not? untill I excuse myself to go see what Amani was up to.
After a week that felt like forever I'm finally back to my life, as much as I wish I were in Egypt, studying, learning the Arab culture... Doing lot of things I can't mention I'd still pick Mom,Dad,Khalid and Faruk.. oh almost forgotten my two most adorable best friends (person of Amani and Laila) a little part of me whispering Adyyyaaan!!!
Since when did I got obsessed with Mr.Ego!
It's official I'm hopeless!
Oh maybe not, I mean Adyan isn't that bad now is he?
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Here we are two weeks since we returned from Maradi, things have gone back to as usual school, hangout with my girls, from one sleepover to another , spoiling ourselves with our brothers money, stealing khalid's t-shirts since he's not around, (I miss him so much)getting spoiled by my dad and brother, getting scolded by mom etc!
Don't ask me about Adyan that Weirdo hasn't called me since two weeks I've been to the Salman's mansion thrice in two weeks but no trace of him, I couldn't ask about him cause Laila might tease me to death and I could definitely not ask his mom.
I've tried calling twice but his either to busy to talk or too tired so I gave up
And decided to totally ignore him.
It was a cool Thursday evening it just rained in the morning so the city was still cool I took my car keys and told mom I'll be at Amani's.
she told me not to stay long so here I was driving as I listened to Rahmatu lil alameen by Maher Zain I found myself driving around as I listened Keenly to the song.
My phone kept beeping, I wasn't in the mood to talk I wasn't even sure I'll still go to Amani's maybe I'll just drive around and go home.
The phone was now beeping for the umpteenth time so I decided to check the caller and.....
Oh my GGG! It was Adyan.
I was so hyped all of a sudden but nevertheless I decided to calm down and give a little attitude I'm glad I didn't look all those times or I would have picked on the first ring. (Perks of ignorance I tell you).
I cleared my throat and answered with the coolest tone I could muster.. U get?
"Hey! Asalam Alykm?..
He heaved a sigh before he answered
"Wa'alaikum Salam, where are you at? You gave me a fright"
"Oh so you care!" I said nonchalantly
"Come on I'm at you house, you on your way back Orr....".
That accent it's neither American nor British it's just so... I don't know or maybe it was just his voice I loved so much , no way! I'll just admit he has a nice voice.
"On my way home" I said and hung up as I took a U-turn and headed back home.
Amani would kill me when she hears I was about going to her house when I reversed back and head home or she'll forgive me when she hears it was for Mr.Ego oh how she ship us crazyass.
In less than ten minutes I was honking at our gate I got in and headed to my room ammi wasn't in the main parlor which means she might be with Adyan in the guest parlor which by the way I saw his car, not like I've seen the car before it was a Mercedes C300 4Matic which was definitely new judging by how it was sparkling.
I washed my face and applied lipgloss to my lips then took a Coffee brown Jilbab and wore over the black Abaya I was wearing I spray the Dior perfume I stole from Faruk and gave myself a once over in the mirror.
Okay I really look good in hijabs, especially brown ones, Jilbab specifically... Alright I look good in literally everything I got in my walk-in so I sauntered out and headed for the guest parlor.
I met mom and Adyan talking I Salam and entered as they both answered me.
Mom excused herself and left us alone I sat at the sofa where mom left and he stood up and was walking towards me okay dude what are you doing?
First thing I noticed was the Armani sunglasses he placed by his pocket he was wearing a freaking Blue Kaftan
Then it was the Gucci wrist watch that was adorning his hairy wrist. He looked like he was about to walk the runway.
God damnit! This dude was handsome.
Astagrillah!! I said inwardly as I realized I was still checking him out.
To my surprise he sat at the other sofa which was close to mine.
"Still upset with me?" He said out of the blue
"Who said I was upset? And for what exactly?" I fired back
I saw him smirk! Holy Shit! This dude just smiled and those depression sanked when he did it. Bloody hell I'm done with!
Stop swooning!
I internally slapped myself.
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