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"I've seen the way he was staring at her. It was so intense" Ma Ameenah told Mrs Asma her personal servant.
"Ma'am. What can we do now?"
"Prepare her for him tonight! He should do what he wants with here"
"Yes ma'am" she bowed and headed out
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It's almost six,ibtisam prayed and settled on her little uniform she packed her hair and tie her turban before leaving the room.
"Good evening." She bowed and got to work,she served all of them excluding Qaseem who's absent where's he? She thought few minutes later everyone was devouring their meal when the door flung open and qaseem stalk in
"Good evening. All"
"Evening qaseem, how are you?" Ma ameenah smiled warmly
"Fine." His reply was curt. Ibtisam wondered why this man is always frowning. She has never seen him smile.
"What can I serve you?" Ibtisam asked with a frown too,he raised his head and his eyes fall on her. He couldn't even stop staring. She's beautiful, she's a beauty goddess.
"Anything!" He said dully and she served him plantain omelet with cocktail and he dug in without complaining.
Al-hakeem was taken a back, qaseem is always the picky one he always request for what to eat. He has never said 'anything' before and if you serve him wrong he'll either shout,yell or exit the dinning angrily but right there he was eating what she served him peacefully
"Qaseem. How are you, son?" The leader asks
"Son. Wow,I'm doing just great" he replied with sarcasm dripping in his voice
"Brother. Hakeem hope you're fine?" Qaseem asks Hakeem.
Hakeem is the only person qaseem trust here,because he is his support system.
"I'm fine qaseem. I didn't see you today. In the training centre"
"I was late" came Al-qaseem's reply
"You're never late."
"Yes. Something came up" he glanced at ibtisam who is the sole reason why he didn't show up in the morning.
"OK. So I'll be expecting you tomorrow, by seven"
"Sure bro. Sure" qaseem shrug and kept devouring his meal
"Water" came al'ameen's harsh voice
"Come and serve him water you idiot. You stood like statue there!" Ma Ameenah harshly spoke and ibtisam rush to serve him water.
Qaseem glared at her and how scared she look she's never scared of him and when she raise her eyes, their eyes met and he almost choke on his drink,her eyes is beautiful. It is breathtaking.
What the hell is wrong with him?
What is happening to him?
What is this girl doing to him?
He can't even compose himself around her.
Normally he don't take any longer staring at any lady.
Anyone! No matter what he maintain his class.
"Al-qaseem,I suggest we head to the tea room to drink tea" Ma ameenah said
"No. Thank you I'll be off"
"It's an order" said his father.
"Sorry I don't take orders I barely take suggestions. Have a wonderful night" he sarcastically said and exit the dinning room,angrily.
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