"Hello Miss Najma, Good Morning." The delivery man greeted politely looking at Basma.
"Actually she's Najma not me." Basma spoke through gritted teeth.
"I'm sorry ma'am."
"May I know who sent this package for me?" Najma asked with her hands at akimbo glaring at the black box the delivery man was holding.
"It's from an anonymous ma'am. I'm sorry, but we can't disclose such information because our customers privacy is one of our top priorities."
"He's such an idiot! Would it get him fired if he just breaks one rule for me? Besides it's not even a big deal." Najma rolled her eyes coming back from her thoughts, as she collected the package.
"You need to sign here ma'am." He handed a file over to her.
"Hmm what sort of delivery company is this? Coming up with all these formalities?" She reluctantly collected the pen and signed.
"What's in there?" Basma squealed with excitement, Najma threw a mean look at her "Can you allow us to get home first?"
"Okay fine"............
"Wow " Basma and Najma gasped in unison after Najma carefully opened the box . It contained PUR OUD Louis Vuitton perfume, Red roses bouquet and a pack of Galaxy chocolate.
Najma picked up the bouquet and sniffed it , "This smells so heavenly good." She let out a gasp slightly closing her eyes.
"Who sent all these? " They both chorus and laughed off at how they both spoke at the same time.
"Wait there's a note inside." Najma kept the bouquet aside and opened the note.
"If red rose flower was a human being, it'd look exactly like you.........
~Yours sincerely, Mr.Anonymous" She read the note out loud.
"Wait what? What's this suppose to mean? " Najma picked up her phone to call the delivery guy, she was so convinced that he delivered a wrong package to her.
"Hello, I think you delivered the wrong package to me." She announced after pinning the phone to her left ear with the support of her left shoulder, She abruptly moved to the bedside and carried the note.
"No Ma'am , I'm very sure the package is yours. I was specifically told to deliver the package to Najma Hisham Ahmad."
Najma was fully convinced the package is really hers, after he mentioned her full name. "Alright, Thank you!" She hung up and flung the phone on the bed .
"Someone is really messing around these days , huh ?" Basma nudged Najma with her hand,
"Just stop it , Will you allow me to figure out who sent this? Could it be Abbakar?" She squinted.
"Are you listening to yourself girl? We're talking about a perfume that's worth over a million here . You know Abbakar can't afford it."
"Then who sent it? Na'im?"
"No it can't be him either, not after how you treated him. The person that sent this must be filthy rich.........." She let her words trailed off.
"Nabil Mukhtar Maidawa! I'm totally sure he's the person behind this anonymous package. I mean he's the only one we all know can afford this."
"No it can't be him. Basma we're talking about someone i just met 24 hours ago, who still hasn't called after collecting my contact. Why would he sent something as expensive as this? And that too without indicating he is the one."
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Spiritual"You know I won't allow you to go back home alone. The same way I picked you up safely, I'll have to return you back safe and sound. You're too angry to make a decision now I understand, but go and think about it." He declared. "There's nothing I'm...
