Atonement

20. Lost in love

Anwar searched for his most loved sweatshirt,The one he got during one of his trips to Medina. Smiling to himself he sprayed a generous amount of is favorite perfume, Oud Vanille then followed with Tomford then lastly creed Aventus. He folded it and put it gently into a red leather bag. Checking himself one last time in the mirror he walked out of his room.

He met a red box on his couch when he reached the parlor, he smiled and opened it to check if the contents are complete. The box contains a set of bath necessities, all from Victoria's secret, perfumes and a large bowl of marshmallows, her favorite snack from childhood.He made a quick note in his head to get wings from Aneesa's shop because he heard her complaining that she feels nauseous and spicy things helps.

"Take this to my car, i will be going out with the Mercedes-Benz." He instructed one of his gaurds who was standing by his door.

"Sir, which of them?"

"S Class." He responded and strolled to his parent's side.

One thing with his parents is that they always make sure their house is kept well, from the ever lasting bright lightening to the different variety of Trees. The mansion is well defined. The first gate designed with soo much security technologies. The small water fountain that forms a roundabout before reaching the second gate. Straight up to their parents side, the face of the house then their sides by the side. Quite a distance from Anwar's side lies his polo and archery house, he calls it his safe haven. There, he has his library, a pool, a room for his 12 horses, an archery room and his Quran room.

He entered the Mansion and walks straight into his mother's room, only stopping to answer greetings from the maids working around.

He met her speaking on phone with her legs crossed. Her eyes looked up and met his. She placed her hands on the tip of the phone.

"I have been waiting for you. i made this for Sultana. Make sure she eats alot."

"Okay Amma, se na dawo."

"call the triplets and tell them to come home too."

"Sure thing."

With that,he walks out and drove to Alhaji Mubarak Gamawa's house, not without getting the wings.

By the time he reached, it was 9:30pm. He packed his car and strolled into the house with the packages in his hands.

"Maama." He said and greeted his inlaws who were sitting in the main parlor watching the news. Sultana's mother directed him to Sultana's room where he went directly.

The room was empty when he walked in, The Ac was on and the rain is already falling in showers and the room was chilled and dim. The scent lingers, confusing a bit. A mixture of cinnamon and strawberry. He placed the packages carefully on the chest of drawers and sat on the bean bag, his legs stretched well. He decided to relax a bit before she comes back from wherever she went to so he rested his head backwards and closed his eyes.

Sultana spent almost an hour in the bathroom bathing. She made sure she was clean from every hospital germ and her face was washed up. She dried herself up, wrapped her white towel on her chest, covering from her chest down to her knees.
Her nose was greeted by the strong warm scent of Anwar the moment she stepped into the room. Slowly she passed her closet. She noticed the packages on her bed then a huge person on her beanbag, Anwar. His eyes were closed and his hands folded on his chest. She admired the black Gucci pants he is wearing and the black sweat shirt. She moved to closer to analyze his features. First was his chest, so broad that she could be wrapped around then his face, she moved more closer to get a better view since he is sleeping. Impressed by his perfectly arched brow to his eyes. His nose sitting well on his face and his lips, so pink and the perfect size for his fair Square face. She noticed the side burn, which is trimmed to perfection to his moustache that is almost invisible. His beard like it was sketched on his face, perfect.