Behind that attitude.

Chapter 1

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Dedicated to the one and only sweetest Nabeelarh04

Farouk's POV

Ugh! Am tired! I have been working on my system for the past thirty minutes. I decided to take a break plus am hungry, so I put the system to sleep.

I went to meet Maama in the main pallor , she's saying goodbye to some visitors. Oh!!! Maama always have visitors.

I sat on the couch

"Farouk ya dai?" Mama asked what I wanted in Hausa.

"Umm mama I want go back to London" I replied

"What for Farouk? When was it you came back?" Agh, I knew this was coming, she doesn't want me being far away for long.

"Mama there are some papers I have to submit, and you know, it won't be long we will be having our graduation party" I explained, hoping she'd understand this time around.

"Oh okay fine. When will you be leaving?" She asked.
"On Friday, two days from now" I replied.

"Mama, I will not be using the PJ" I said, referring to the family private jet. You know, there are times I just don't feel like using the
private jet.

"Why not?" Mama asked

"It's nothing, I just don't feel like it"

"Okay as you wish" she said as she picked up the remote control and start to scroll through channels.

My stomach made some kind of rumble..
"Mama am hungry"

"Well, why haven't you eaten? Let me ask James to bring some food for you" she said as she start to call James the cook. She asked him to deliver food for me, and informed him that we are in the main palour.
Few minutes later, James appeared in front of us with a tray on his hand. I told him to settle it on the center table. He did so, wow it smells good. The man can cook really.

Few minutes later, I have in front of me Macroni, roasted chicken, salad and apple drink. As simple as that.
For a moment I sat there without touching the food. Mama sensed that I wasn't eating, so she looked up from the TV with furrowed brows,

"Farouk eat now"

"Maama" I started to whine

"Feed me please" just two spoons and I will eat the rest my self. Please please"
I pleaded trying to persuade her. You see am always like this when it comes to Maama am her little spoilt kid. But believe me I act more gentleman like and matured outside.

People often say am arrogant and rude.coz I don't talk that much.
I don't care.

"Farouk, forever young" Maama said as she used the starts to feed me some Macroni, I was smiling ear to ear.

•FRIDAY, DUBAI

Farouk.

Here I am, on one of the chairs of the Dubai airport. We have to stay here for one hour before going to London. Together with David my escort, Maama insisted that he should escort me then get back to Nigeria later on, since I insisted that I don't wanna stay With anyone so she asked him to see me off at London.

"David, let's take a walk outside, then we find a comfortable place and sit"

"Okay sir, there is a garden at the back. Am sure you will like it" replied David. he knows my obsession with Gardens.

We were strolling outside the place when I stepped on something, I checked to see what it was. some small green... wallet? Oh!

Nigerian international passport!

It belongs to someone. I opened it.

it belongs to a girl, Amna Abbakar Sani
I checked further to see that she's also going to London.
I slipped the passport in my pocket and keep on going with David trailing beside me. I will hand the the passport to the security officers as soon as we get back inside.

Finally we reached d small garden like area, with some flowers and benches. The place looks relaxing,and there were no many people at the time. exactly the way I want it.

As I sat down, I spotted this girl crying hard.
Hey! The girl from the passport, I quickly brought it out and check again. she's the one. so, I ordered David to hand over the thing to her. i busied my self with my phone, giving answers to messages on whatsapp.

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Assalamu Alaykum
How was d first chapter? I hope it's going well.
I know it may some sorta filler, but I promise the next chapter will be more captivating.
Next chapter holds Amna's POV. and yes, there pictures are coming soon, chapter 3 probably.
For now, stay blessed.
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