Spontaneous Attachment

6

"Assalamualaikum"
The lady said when she was fully in the living room.
I answered her Salam,while admiring her beauty,she was tall and light skinned,with large eyes,a pointed nose and cute pink lips,probably in her late teens.

"You're here for Mama,right?"
She questioned sitting beside me, God shes kind.

"Yea,Miss Habiba"
I answered,a sad look crossed her face but was immediately wiped off.

"She's not well and I don't think she would be able to come down,can you come upstairs with me and see her"

"Oh yes please,I just want to deliver something...a drug actually from Doc Arman"
I told her,while picking my bag to fish out the drug.

"Oh,he said he was busy and would send a Fauzia, Mama was exceptionally grateful, I don't know why and she's been speaking of the Fouzia girl since she returned from the hospital, I wonder why though"
Wow,she's a parrot.

And first,why would she be speaking of me?

Second, I am the Fouzia girl.

"Well,sorry please, I am saudah by the way"
Seems she remembered her manners.

"I'm Fouzia"
I smiled and her eyes widened

"Oh Allah, I should've known,you're so pretty as Mama said,nice to meet you,come on follow me"
She said while leading the way,she has good vibes and I totally like her.

"You have a beautiful house"
I said as we ascended the stairs,which surprise...has a very plushy carpet lining it, I felt like sinking.

She snorted "yea right,it's so boring, I could really prefer a bungalow with much life in it"

Well, I didn't know what to say to that,so I just kept quiet.
we reached the top and was welcomed by two similar hallways,one to the right another to the left,we took the right one and took a turn before we arrived at a door.

Saudah pushed the door open saying her Salam,she gestured me in and closed the door.

We were now in a smaller living room,with lighter decorations,the couches here Were brown leather couches and the room was painted cream,the floor here was wooden instead of tiles giving it a cozy feeling.

"Please sit, she'll be out in a minute"
She told me while opening a door and disappearing inside.

I took a sit on one of the couches and continued admiring the room,who ever owns this house is a billionaire extra.

"Welcome Fouzia,how are you doing"
Miss Habiba greeted as she sat beside me on the couch.

"Fine thank you,how's your health"

"Alhamdullillah,thanks for dropping by"

"It's noting,may Allah grant you quick recovery"
I searched my bag for her drug but couldn't find it.

"Ameen,my dear"

"I think I left the drug in my car"
I said standing up, I must have kept it on the dashboard "I'll be right back"

Once I reached the car, I took the drug and went back inside.my phone rang when I started taking the stairs and I picked after checking the caller.

"Assalamualaikum,Zaid how are you doing"

"Waalaikisalam,keep quiet,when last did you call me"

"Haba Zaid,you know I'm a busy lady,it's not like I'm on a holiday fah"

"Kedai kika sani,where are you now"

"I'm on my way home,are you in town?"

"Nope,see ya later"
And the line went dead.

I stared at the phone for a while before shrugging and continued walking. It was too late when I noticed I was lost.

I was in a totally different hallway from the one we took with Saudah,this one had a darker aura to it,even painting was darker,it felt like a different house.

Not knowing what to do, I continued walking with a racing heart,and came across a door,similar to miss Habiba's own.

I turned the door knob and silently enter the room.

Wattpad can be really annoying, I typed this chapter some days ago and Wattpad was so kind to delete half of it. It was really annoying having to type it again.

It's abit boring, I know,but the next one would make up for it.

Fouzi is about to meet him....can't wait!