Waking up to this pleasant weather, of july. A month with abundant joy and love , Care, not to mention.
With a heavy eye's that I work on to greets sight, my bed giving the perfect hug. Stretching my feets to the cold tiles , finally after what seems like a year.
I reached the window adjusting the greeny- purple curtains, to permit the lights of the day to accompany my vision. Standing at the large glass window, I opened it widely, fresh breeze air greets my breath.
Staring out to the nature. My phone rangs, before reaching there it disconnects. But another call comes again.
Smile takes my face as I picked up the call
" Assalamualaikum sir"
"Waalaikum salam Cutie, how are you doing "
" Just to the earth . "
" Check the time "
Checking the time to see 9:45
I quickly replied " OMG can't believe am missing this class again "
" Get ready and leave the staring nature contest "
" Ohh bae . Am used to it " I replied with an evident smile
" Get ready now, on my way to pick you "
" Okay. BYE "
" Bye"
Reaching the bathroom to take a shower, after done with the toilets routine .
I retired to the room, reaching the closet , in search for what to wear.
Am now standing before the closet for the past 10 minutes. Tears making it's way down , am tired of thinking what to wear , when I spotted an Italian design green elegant gown fashion crystal , step by step . With a huge smile I stretch hand and pick up.
Staring at the mirror hang, checking My look . I applied some little cosmetics, a Kohl, lip gloss and powder, I comb my eyes lashes and eyebrows . Mopled a grey viel .
Picking a grey casual hand bag , putting my note book, pen , calculator, CRF and my British touch roll oil perfume. Makes my way to room hall, unlocking the huge corridor.
Passing through the hall way, only to realize how scanty the place is with maids there and here , saying their greetings as I come pass them , which I replied with a nod .
Mid to reach down the stairs, my eyes landed on My favorite, my heroine. Rushing down a bit running. A big and pleasant hug with the known cologne greets my heart.
" Assalamualaikum momma"
" Waalaikum salam fauza . How are"
" Fine. Alhamdulillah. Momma am late for my class" I replied exclaiming the last part in pampered tone
" Ohh my dear, did you know how many maids I sent, or how many times I walked there myself. But all to no avail"
" None actually brings me to the earth"
" Yeah. Only if that huge corridors of yours, sound proof doors and walls will be taken off. Only then will that works"
" Momma please. Not this time again"
" Young lady a war will be set here and that your isolated palace won't permit you to know the case . Not to hide or prepare for it in that matter"
" With this chorus. Nope"
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Let's Meet In The Green's Field
ChickLitA story about fauza Jameel who's father and mother can go to any extreme in other to protect her despite of her age. A billionaire with a single daughter and wife, his siblings have being eying . Fauza with her lovely fiance. Other other hand, a t...
