Of Roses & Briefcase

Chapter 18

The following day, Myra went to the office as usual keeping the engagement news under her hat. No one will ever find out, not until Razlan breaks the news himself. As she sat on her chair by herself, wondering whether has he arrived in London so she started counting the time since he got in plane. He did send her a text message before he took off. Now waiting for another text saying he has landed. The thought of becoming someone's fiancée excites her, well not just someone, it's Razlan Amer. The guy she secretly has a major crush on.

Goodness gracious, I'm marrying that breathtaking man! Watch him sleep and ruffle his hair or maybe pull them while at it seems like a good idea since I've been dying to feel his soft yet bouncy hair. I could stroke his stubbles anytime I want, pinch his abs and just lay on his chest until I doze off. Sounds like a dream!

MashaAllah sister! Enough daydreaming, back to work Myra! She slapped her cheek slowly and carefully not to hurt herself.

Shaking her thoughts away, she took the drawing tube thus pouring the drawing plans out on her workspace. Her eyes landed on something beneath the paper plans after releasing them out from the tube.

A red rose. Without fail. Also a note that was wrapped around the stem.

Can't wait to be the reason behind that smile. Because that smile is why you got me on the hook - R.A

How can she not fall for him? He's everything she has ever wanted, more than that actually. When did he even have the time to sneak in her office? Such a slick man.

Four more days to go.

I need someone to do my make up and hair. Oh yea, Zara is a makeup artist. I should ask her if she's available on that day, and Ain has her contact number.

OMG AIN!

She quickly dialed Ain's number to break the news and of course for Zara's number as well. Oh boy, she sure will start nagging at me..

"Assalamualaikum Ain" Myra greeted after two rings.

"Wa'alaikumsalam. Heyyyaaa gurl! What's crackalackin' ?" Ain replied casually.

"I..Um. Can you please forward to me Zara's number?"

"Zara? The makeup artist? For what occasion? Is it your office's annual dinner? Wow. Going all fancy, huh? Oh that's right, it's one of your attempt in capturing Mr Loverboy into your dark sticky nest" Nosy Ain, shooting those questions at her.

Well he's already in my nest right? She thought to herself.

"Actually.. No. Err Ain, I'm.. Err. I'm getting engaged with Mr Loverboy this Sunday." Please, please don't scream in my ears, she mentally prayed.

Guess what? Ain screamed.

Myra put the phone away from her ear for a while until she's done screaming her lungs out.

"Calm down woman" Myra rolled her eyes at her bestfriend, as if she's in front of her.

"How could you keep this from me! I feel.. Neglected and unneeded. Hmm, this is painful, my heart is breaking. I don't think I can handle it" faking a sob, yeap she did that.

"You're a drama queen" Myra shook her head and added, "I'll tell you the details later okay babe? Now just give me Zara's number please!" She pleaded convincingly.

"Fine. I'll text right now" and she hung up.

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2 days to go