Usman's POV,
I can't believe she's getting married.
I groaned for the hundredth time. I can't even get the thought out of my head. Mama called my name like four times before Arafat could kick me and bring me back to reality during breakfast.
It's 11:20 am and I haven't even showered yet. My room is a mess hole. I was actually doing some sorting yesterday night and I feel asleep.
I have been staring into space for like an hour fantasizing my dream wedding with her. But it all came crashing down when a pillow was thrown at my face.
"Dude what's wrong with you? Are you in a dilemma or something. I have been shouting your name for like ten good seconds "
"Mukhtar please leave me alone. I'm not in the mood for anything "
I carried the duvet that was laying on the floor and put on myself from head to toe.
"Okay I know girls are the only ones that get moody for no reason but you're a guy. What's wrong with you?".
I sighed before removing the duvet from my face. I looked at him before speaking.
"She's getting married "
"Oh God not that again. Seriously?"
"I can't help it"
"Sit up"
I resisted the urge of rolling my eyes before doing what he said.
"I told you this and I am going to keep telling you. She's gone. Bye bye. Stop thinking about her she's someone else's now. Snap out of it"
His thick British accent was as clear as the snow.
He's this muscular,body built kinda guy. Tall,fair complexioned,beard, and his overprotective black Arabian hair. We met when I went to California for my Masters and here we are.
"I always knew that Raeed had something up his sleeve. He's always at their house since the day their parents became friends. Like why would you be so clingy as a guy. It doesn't make any sense. If only there was a way I could take him out of the picture. I'd..."
"Usman stop. You sound like a clown that's at a lame party talking to himself . You sound ridiculous right now dude. And if you don't stop all these shenanigans I'll tell kamila and everyone about it. You need help wallahi tallahi"
"I don't need any help".
"Uhm yes you do. Now get your lazy ass off that bed and go get a shower. I'll see what I can do with the room".
"Have I ever told you that I love you?"
"Ewwww. Seriously man you need help. Dey go."
And he pushed me throwing a white robe to my face.
After a thirty minute hot bath o stood by the mirror in the toilet and looked at myself . I really need a hair cut.
Going back to the room Mukhtar had already cleaned it up. Neat freak.
I was about to sit when he stopped me.
"Don't even think of sitting down. Go get ready and be out of that closet in ten minutes. We're going out"
"To where?"
"I'm starving. So we're going to downtown for a brunch. At least I am."
"Okay but I want to get a hair cut first"
"You'll get it after now go".
And I sighed before sauntering to my closet.
Since it was a Saturday I decided to go all casual.
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