The Muslim News Reporter

The kiss

Jannah's POV

I pulled my foot back away from Mr. Malak's lap avoiding his gaze.

Have this man forgotten that his shirtless? I asked myself. Maybe it's time for me to march on outta here.

I stood up from the bed trying to walk away, and suddenly he speaks.

"What are you doing here?"

Wow.... Such a gentleman.

Slowly I face him gazing into his eyes.

"I was looking for Khalid."

"Why?"

Non of your business! Sheeshhhh

"I had a question."

"Which was?"

I sighed loudly rolling my eyes away from him. I turn back to the door holding the knob.

"Jannah" he calls out, and I can feel him walking towards me.

What is happening? Oh my Allah....

"Your not going anywhere."

Whaaaa??

"Until you help me clean up this mess you created."

Huh?

I quickly face him knowing his too close, I couldn't help but gaze at his dark blue eyes.

"You heard right." He quickly grabs a shirt putting it on, and then a few seconds later handing me a dustpan while he holds the broom.

"Follow me." He says and slowly a smile approaches his face which my senses are telling me looks very veil.

I followed him like a Hungary kitten...

Ew. Lol did I just say that? Excuse me.

He arranged a chair for me to sit on while holding the dustpan.

Slowly I sat with his help, and he starts cleaning.

Mr. Malak's POV

Wow I'm such a gentleman...

I just didn't want her to leave for some reason. I wanted to get to know her better, and that was the only excuse I had.

I squat down to pick up the big pieces of the glass throwing it gently into the dustpan.

I can feel Jannah observing my every move.

Suddenly she puts the dustpan down and reaches her hand out.

"Is this you?"  She asked me facing the picture towards me.

I stood up sitting besides her.

"Yeah."

"I figured."  She replies staring at the picture.

"I remember this day..." I held the picture.

And suddenly I smiled.

"This was the time I completed my studies and baba gave me a gift. A car to travel with."

"How long ago was this?"