She's mine

CHAPTER EIGHT

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Musa's POV

I couldn't sleep last night I kept tossing and tossing thinking about Jamila and Aisha I don't know what to do I'm confused I've kind of liked her before but I didn't know that  she's been madly in love with me what will I do and now I've started to develop feelings for zaish's friend I need an advice from someone but who

I think I'll go to my elder sister's house for advice because she has always given me advices so I'll go

Zaish's POV

I was lying alone in the hostel I didn't feel like going to lectures today so I stayed at the hostel watching K-drama when shamsudeen called me

Hello

Hey gorgeous how are you

I'm fine and you

Yeah am fine as well so are you at  campus

No

Where are you

Hostel

I want to see you

You want to see me

Yes I'll be at your hostel gate in maybe 20 minutes

Ok then till you come

Ok bye

Bye

With that we hung up

After about 15 minutes he called informing me that he has arrived I quickly changed into a golden material sown into an a line gown then wore a brown veil with matching flat shoe carried my phone I didn't bother to carry any purse and then left

I met him standing and leaning on his car with his blue kaftan and his cap neatly placed on his head it just fits him perfectly he raised his head when I finished dreaming about him and came towards him he was smiling the moment he saw me up to when I came to meet him and I was also smiling

He looked at me for some seconds before he spoke

You're looking gorgeous he said with a grin

Thank you I said blushing a little

I want us to talk about something very important he said with a serious and deeper voice

I simply nodded and he opened the backseat of his car signaling me to enter which I did he also entered and sat besides me then starting to talk after clearing his throat and has a serious look on

Are you cheating on me he asked

What i answered confused

Wrong answer I said are you cheating on me he asked again

No I'm not what makes you think so  I said angrily

Because of this he said and handed me his phone

It is a picture of Ibrahim and I when we were dating

It was a picture where I winked and pouted at the same time while he was smiling and looking at me and written down was what Ibrahim wrote it says " mi vida"