ORNAMENTS✅

Chapter Fourty Six.

Dasuki State Nigeria

2023.

She looked at the building mouth agape. Her eyes slowly becoming glossy, she knows about the wedding but she never really thought about all this, a house and other things. The apartment was nice, she heard only Rich people lived in estates—not that Nabeel isn't rich but then never in a million years did she picture herself leaving in an estate.

"You like it or we should consider other choices?" Nabeel asked considering he couldn't quiet decipher the look on her face.

"Are you kidding me? I love it."

"Good" He said." Now, let's get going." There, the cold and brutish Nabeel is back. Couldn't he think of something better to say after her admittance of loving the house. What is 'good , now let's go' for goodness sake.

They walked out and were together in a lift when a man came in. He kept staring at Umaimah making her uncomfortable but then she didn't show it.

Once they were out heading to the car, the man stopped them in their pace.

"If i may please can you give me permission to speak to your beautiful daughter." The man from the lift asked.

At first Nabeel didn't think the man was speaking to him but the man's undivided attention on him made him realize it was indeed him.

But then who is his daughter, there's not a little girl around.

"She's grown to be quiet a beautiful woman." He said yet again his gaze fixated on Umaimah.

What? Does he look old enough to have a daughter as big as Umaimah. This man must have seeing issues or is talking to someone not him.

Umaimah, who at the realization began to laugh. "Daddy, let me speak to him." She teased.

"I'm sure you're joking right, just looking for a chance to speak to Nabeel Shamaki. What do you want, an autograph?"

"An autograph?" The guy laughed irking Nabeel only more. "What autograph, who's Nabeel Shamaki. Is he a celebrity? Wait, Is he nearby?"

He took it as his chance to irk Nabeel even more, since it seems he is getting on his nerves. And he is so enjoying the exchange.

"You really don't know me?" Nabeel prodded again still wondering how and why the said man in front of him claims not to know him or heard his name before.

After the countless scandals about him of course he should have heard about him even if it is on the news.

"Nope, the only Shamaki I've heard of is" The man tsked trying to remember. "Yes, Yazid Shamaki. One of young oil moguls recently."

Oil Mo—What? So, Abba saying the business is going well meant WELL. He never ever really paid attention to their oil business he didn't know it had reached this height. Because Abba joined a few years back after leaving the construction sector.

"Okay, but she's my wife."

"Am I?" Umaimah arched a brow seemingly enjoying whatever is happening, it looks like Nabeel is jealous. And is she enjoying it? Of course she is atleast now she doesn't have more doubts about Nabeel loving her.

He eyed her sending her daggers. "Mr. What did you want to talk about, it seems daddy here just gave us his permission ."

She really wanted to laugh at the expression that took over Nabeel's features, he was sending her some looks that she couldn't even decipher what their meanings were.

The man opened his mouth to talk but Nabeel held Umaimah's hand and dragged her away to the car while the man bid her farewell, he was now in the car and he really didn't look like someone who was amused.