chapter 30

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I picked up my phone and unlocked it

I opened the message app and open Malika's chat on it and began typing

(Iqraam) ' As Salam alaikum' I sent first to see if she was online

(Malika) 'wa alaikumus salam ' she replied and a smile appeared on my face

(Iqraam) 'How are you? How was your day?'
I asked

(Malika) " Alhamdulilah, my day was boring"

(Iqraam)' okay, tell me about your day" I typed and sent

I was really lovestruck, I even want to know how boring her day was

( Malika)' No, you tell me about your day'

(Iqraam) ' I want to know about yours first"

(Malika) :Tell me about yours first, was it fun?'

(Iqraam) ' It was all about business'

I replied and then I realized she tricked me into talking about my day first, my smile grew wider

(Malika) ' Don't talk about business, Abdullah already gave me an earful '

(Iqraam) '😂😂'
                 ' don't you want to know about my day?'

(Malika) ' 🤐🤐'

(Iqraam) ' how did your day go?'

( Malika) .…..

We continued chatting till it was time for Isha prayer and I continued working afterwards

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Malika's POV

I smiled to myself like a fool once again

I just finished chatting with Iqraam and I was acting like a highschooler in love

I was currently laying in bed doing nothing but staring at my chat with Iqraam

Fatima already left for home at noon

" Miss Malika, time for dinner" one of our maids knocked on my room door and called out

" Coming " I replied and rolled off my bed, standing up

I made my way downstairs to the dining hall

"As Salam alaikum " I said walking in and everyone replied with wa alaikumus Salam

I sat next to my mum and she asked how my health was

I smiled telling her I was feeling better

We were having rice, vegetables and beef for dinner today

I dug in with relish, eating till I was very full

We made small talks at the table and dinner was pleasant

I went back to my room afterwards and freshened up, wearing my PJs and slept off

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My phone chimed indicating a notification

I picked it up, it was a message from Akeem

He sent the address where we would meet, Fatima was busy so she couldn't come along

It was a coffee shop

I was currently in my office
Work got busier after the fashion week, the demand for our products increased by leaps and bounds

I got you from my seat and took my bag, making my way out of my office to the parking lot

I got in my Mercedes and using the map on my phone, drove off to the coffee shop

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