After the house tour, we retired to bed, as the next day we will be going out to look for residency visa. To my surprise, zayd and fatima are also living here in this estate. At least I won't be lonely.
I took a long shower , and dozed off to lala land .
The next day.
I woke up to pizza face , playing with my hair .
"What are you doing , when did you wake up" I asked .
"About 30 minutes ago, now get up sleepy head and go and take your bath , the food is ready " he replied .
"You didn't wake up 30 minute ago , did you , because how on earth can you get ready and cook in 30 minutes "
"Call me multitasking" he replied.
"OK multitasking , let me go take my bath now"
"No I didn't mean it that way" he pouted .
"Yeah right , you clearlysaid I should call you that didn't you" I smirked as I ran into the toilet laughing.
An hour later , I was done and I got ready and ambled downstairs .
"You took forever" he complained.
"Sorry sweetheart" I replied just as the tantalising aroma of food hit my nose .
"So you are a good chef , I can see" I complimented , as the food was the best I tasted . He cooked baked potatoes and liver sauce, Yum!
"Yh I am" he replied as he wiped the invisible dust off his shoulder.
We finished the residency stuff and went over to Fayds .
Their house was as beautiful as ours , but the decor was different.
We said our Salam and went inside , and we were welcomed by a smiling Fatima and Zayd trailing behind her .
She unexpectedly knocked my head .
"Ouch" I feigned hurt .
"That was intentional" she replied sticking her tongue out.
We continued to çatch up on each others lives , until we decided to leave .
Heshma❤
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RomanceCopyright ©2020 Heshma Nabayi All rights Reserved This is a story about a young girl named Najma Muhammad Farouk, whose dream is to become a pilot. Her father is in support of her , until he dies . Najma is shattered after that , what happens wh...
