3-Blissful

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2 years ago

Bilal was everything a girl want in a boyfriend. The year she meet him was a blissful one. Being an ideal guy, make Janan fall in love with him within a short time. Everything started when she came back from Egypt, most of her days was spend hanging out with Munira.

She and Munira Makarfi were long time friends, both of there families are acquaintance since Janan were kids. She was the closest person to her, Munira studied Architecture in Oxford, they both has the same passion and wanted to work together.

On one faithful Saturday, they went for a grocery shopping and came back to Munira's residence, Janan suggested to make some delicious pastries, she has a love for baking. They were both excited, she arranged all what she needed in the kitchen table.

"Don't just stand there." Janan gazed at Munira who was comfortably leaning at the kitchen counter busy pressing her phone.

"You know, I have no clue on how to bake....but I will gladly be your supervisor and the first one to taste it." She cheekily say still pressing her phone.

"How can someone who doesn't know anything about baking supervised?" Janan asked astonished.

Only Munira could say something like that.

Munira shrugged and continue what she was doing.

"I will not allow such laziness.." Janan started saying gesturing her hand to the kitchen entrance.

"... get your tiny legs out of the kitchen, you are distracting me." She turn her back on her after saying it and concentrate on her ingredients.

Janan heard her huff, then came the sound of the kitchen door slamming shut.

Whatever

She brought out all the utensils she will used from the cabinet. This wasn't her first time baking in her friend's house, all the household members love her so dearly. Munira's Mom is like her second mother. Munira is the second child just like her, the eldest son Ya Usman, a barrister owning his own law firm in Abuja. Then the two beautiful twins, Asad and Azad both 13 year olds.

Janan was so engrossed into baking, her mind and soul were in the dough she's kneading, The smell of heated butter and flavour filled the kitchen atmosphere, oblivion at the intruder staring at her for almost 20minute..

"I love pastries" came his husky voice. Janan almost drop the spatula she just picked to beat the egg white in a bowl.

She turn her face to the direction of the voice. Her mouth slight agape as she gave him a once over.

He's very cute. Janan subconsciously said.

"I'm Bilal, Munira's cousin." He uttered. He was clad in a grey Kaftan, cap sitting on his curly black hair, eyes mesmerizing Janan and his lips forming a smirk.

Janan doesn't want to make a fool of herself, she look down at his stretched hand. She couldn't remember him walking across the kitchen to were she stands. Before she could say a word Munira appears from no where and pull her hand that was covered in flour to meet Billa's warm and clean ones.

"This is Janan, my best friend and Janan this is my handsome cousin from kebbi, he will be spending some months with us, he came for a business deal, he runs his own leather company and his 29 and also single." She babbled and wiggle her eyebrows at Janan. Janan pulled her floury hand from her grip.

What is she insinuating.

Nevertheless, she gave him a beautiful smile. "Sannu da zuwa."

Bilal pushed his cousin away and look at the oven. Chocolate cup cakes were being heated.

"You will have to make this extra, because I can eat a whole."

They all laughed.

And that's how he spend the next six month in Kaduna, he keep on pushing his love until Janan accepted.

Everything came down crashing when Janan found him double dating with his secretary. She surprised him by coming to his office when they went for a wedding in Kebbi.

Cliché right?

Janan caught him hand in hand with his Secretary walking out of his office.

You can't possibly hold your secretary that close will you?

Sooner or later she knows Bilal wasn't the guy for her. And that's how things ended.

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Present day

After the presentation she went into her studio. A small office opposite Becca's, Janan can see through her studio because of the glass door, she sometimes wished its Munira's who got the place but the rest of them are situated down the hall way.

She closed her curtains and picked her sketch pad, sketch board, A4 paper and a hp pencil. She put her ear pod on, listening to the holy Qur'an recitation by Sheikh Sudais while her hand amazingly moving.

Janan stretched her hands and mutter some dua. Today's work has been hectic. She remove the ear pod and pour the remaining tea left in the flask into a mug. While sipping she check her watch, It says 5:30pm. They usually leave at 6pm but seeing that Mr Malik wasn't around they can go home anytime.

A sudden knock came into the office.
"Miss workaholic. Everyone has gone home and you're still here sipping tea leg crossed." Munira entered her office dropping her hand bag on her table, while sitting opposite her.

"Okay, Miss chatterbox lets go." Janan chuckled, she picked her back, flask and car keys. She walked to the door, Munira trailed by her side. They exited the building making their way to the parking lot. Munira's car has broke down last week, it needed a repair so Janan has to drop her home.

"Oh my God his here!!!" Munira almost jumped in excitement upon seeing Bilal. Her friend looked at the direction and she didn't miss the tingles she felt. He looks so handsome leaning on his sport car, dressed in a black kaftan. The colour brought out the lightness on his skin. She couldn't see his eyes became of the shades he wore.

"Good evening ladies." Bilal gave them his charming smile or more like to Janan. He has been staring at her since when they exited the building. the way she walks always drive him crazy.

He really missed her.

"Sannu" came Janan simple reply. She fetch her Keys and started making her way to her car. She's too exhausted to start listening to his never ending apologies.

"Janan please wait..."

She didn't turn when he pleaded. Since his here there's no need for her to take Munira home.

Janan open her car, closed her door, insert her key and the car engine roar to life. She speed off leaving them stunned.

Munira's mouth agape.

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