Sometimes it is not about what we want, but what we get, so accept it and move on.
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Ammar's POV
As he stood in the hospital corridor with khaleed by his side sipping a chill coconut drink which was brought in earlier for them from his sister coach Sabrina.
Ammar wonders how they come to be friends with Khaleed, they are totally opposite, Khalid is calm, hardly talked to people and a very quite people while he is the opposite, I like making new friends everywhere I go like am a total people person, although usually is just for the moment nothing serious but I do know a lot of people and I relate to a lot of them, I think that is why people find it more easy to talk to me than khaleed, even patients sometimes will better wait until am available, I don't belive in stiffness am a psychiatrist so I meet a lot of people with lot of mental break downs from minor to major.
"what are we waiting for?" khaleed he cut my thoughts
"I don't know actually, I need to run to my class and teach" I told him while raising one brow and scratching the other, it's usually a habit I do when am uncomfortable or stressed, sometime even when am in a heated situation, it's just a habit, we say our Salam then part our ways, I did not even ask where he is heading to, but nevertheless.
As I drive in to the university anxiety cut up with me, I don't know how people do it but lecturing is not my thing, I don't like explaining things to people, you just understand it and accept it or you don't, and I don't care it's a one way thing. And now here I am stuck up with teaching a bunch of arrogant teenagers who think they are now matured and that they have the right to do what they want. Never the less I arrived the class right on time just about 10 minutes to start and more than half the class is already full.
Is wasn't as bad as a thought it will be, it turns out 300 level students are not fresher. Although it was not a bad experience in all but some thing stock in my head and that is her face it was unexpected , he could feel her gaze burning the back of his head and for the first one hour of the class he couldn't find to whom the gaze belongs to, or perhaps is his paranoid but then he caught her, red handedly and shamelessly looking at him, she wasn't even trying to hide it.
when their eyes collide with each other, he felt as if she is reading all his secrets out, as if she is communicating with his soul and as if she was indeed a piece of him. That is awkward.
He have never set his eyes on a person and feel as if the person can read him in his 32years of life until today, basically now.
There she sat all calmly jotting down what he was saying not knowing the effect she have on him. "Auzubillahi minashshaidanir rajim" he prayed and continue his lectures pushing her far in the back of his head, just where she belongs to, he have no time for all this right know, for goodness sake he have no idea what this is even.*******
Munawwara sat in the class as she waits for the next teacher to come in
" have you heard? They changed doctor harun from this course" she heard one of the her class mates saying, her name name was faiza or something, the girl like gossiping that's all she does everyday.
" are you serious?" exclaimed the girl sitting in her front as she turns back in there direction, they where a group of four, a very dangerous group per say.
"yes am certain, you know sir Umar jalam likes me and while I was complaining to him on how hard this course is, in fact I was talking about how strict Dr harun is he then told me that a new lecturer will take us for today although he is a real doctor and will just take us for the session but he is known to be very smart and...... "
" handsome" shout the other girls in unison as they laugh at her.
Munawwara just fade out from their chit chat as it is meaningless who ever the lecturer is they will see him she just hoped he is not strict because how ever much she doesn't like faiza and her crew because of their toxic nature she also believes Dr harun is a very strict person, whom you should never cross.
She looked at him as he walked into the class, majestically, he went straight to the board and wrote his name Dr Ammar, then he carried on to address the class, "fa tabarakallahu ahzanul khalikin."
That is the only thing she could say, in her entire life she have never seen a handsome man as him, it turns out Fa'iz a wasn't laying he carry him self with all mighty but then as the class continues she realizes he is a really funny person, and dramatic also which she finds fantasizing. What a combination.
For the first time since she entered university, she wasn't interested in what the lecturer is saying but rather how the lecture is saying it, it bizarre, how can she be interested in a man its a first.
She worked on trying to lower her gaze knowing staring is no good, but her eyes always end up going back to his face, she face palm her self.
Every time he tried to meet her eyes she avert it until he caught her, those deep black shade eyes settle on hers and her heart beat accelerate "wow" she mouth and they keep staring at each other.
It was the longest awkward lecture munawwara has ever had, the bigger problem is that she capture nothing from the class, not even the course code. Never the less his face was printed down on her retina and she as much believe she will not forget it early.******
It was really a happy moment for munawwara her first time having interest in a man, she wouldn't say she like him nor can she say she is in love with him, but she is as sure as the day that she finds him interesting.
"hello, beautiful" he voice she hated hearing more can a siren spoke beside her, she turn around and look at him he looks as usual, nigga guy with a saggy trouser and t-shirt.
The fact that he is even interested in her makes her want to puke, he is the only problem she have in the school, although she have a lot of other men interested in her, she was not interested in any relationship, but this one this guy called mustapha will be the end of her, he is just so persistent and does not know when to give up.
" you look as dashing as always my darling, red totally suit you." he said that showing up his teeth.
What a waste of time and resources, she just took a deep breath and walk away to her car she couldn't even go to the cafeteria as she wanted to, he have totally ruin her day.
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