Hurairah nazeef
The girl that has been on my mind , I couldn't stop thinking about her, her smile, her voice, her face, her beauty. Her everything.I groaned as I put a pillow over my face
I hit my head with the pillow as I kept repeating"Stop thinking about her"My perfectly ironed Kaftan was waiting in my closet, it was the outfit I intended to Impress Hurairah with. I got off the bed and dragged the piece of clothing out of my closet and put it on. Giving myself q once over in the mirror, I sprayed a light amount of perfume on my body.
Grabbing my phone from the bed, I texted her that I was coming over, I rushed downstairs but was stopped my mom
"Where are you going?" She asked and I didn't have the guts to tell her I was taking Hurairah out,
"I'm going out with a friend" I told her , which was not a complete lie, Hurairah could be considered as a friend...right?
I gave mom a peck on the cheeks before heading for my car, I drive as swiftly as I could to Hurairah house or shall I say - palace.
I double checked myself before I got off the car and found myself pressing the doorbell.
After a few seconds of waiting someone opened the door , I looked up and saw haroun nazeef smiling widely at me.
"If someone would have told me before that the prince of Kankia will be marrying my sister, I would've laughed so hard and called them a lunatic" he said before pouncing on me
"Welcome to the family bro" he patted my back and I did the same to him.
Our little bro session was interrupted by Hurairah, who cleared her throat, as my eyes met hers, my heart skipped a beat, for the first time in my entire life I was completely and utterly speechless.
There's only one word I could use to describe the way she looked↭ it was a word that possessed more powers than the word ❛beautiful❜, heck I don't even know what to call it but all i know right now is that I'm under a spell.
"I think fahad came here for me haroun" she gave a pointed look to haroun and he smiled sheepishly, he then walked out, giving us some privacy
"How are you?"She questioned
"I'm good" I replied as I took in her appearance again.
"I think this is the part where you compliment me "she said, and I chuckled.
"You look beautiful"I said "but not as amazingly beautiful as me" I added and she rolled her eyes.
"How would I ever forget your ❛ big as a mountain Ego❜"
I chuckled along with her and we headed to my car outside.
Like the gentleman I am, I opened the door for her and she entered."When did you become romantic?" She asked a sigh entered the car.
"That's being nice, not being romantic" I shrugged
"Whatever you say, Mr Fahad" she rolled her eyes with a smirk.
"OK, Mrs Fahad" I said with a teasing smile and she used her hands to cover her face, I chuckled at her shyness and began the trip to Tulip Bistro
Our trip to the restaurant was rather silent,except for the short comments about the weather and the city.
Apart from her bluntness, Hurairah was a really shy girl, and I got to know that today.
She's just like a cat, after all, another meaning for cat in Arabic is Hurairah.
We reached tulip bistro in about thirty minutes and got off the car.
"Table for two" I said to the waiter that was dresses up in a black suit. He led us to a table by the window - the perfect spot
The waiter as the name tag read 'John' gave us the menu and he was dismissed.
"What are you ordering?" I asked Hurairah absentmindedly as I skimmed through the list of food.
"I think I'll have.. Chinease fried rice" she pointed to option 18 and I nodded in agreement
"Same" I said and called out for the waiter, ordering our food and Chapman for the both of us.
"So..how are you?" I asked as we waited for the food to arrive
"I'm good, you?" She asked back
"Never been better" I smiled "when did haroun arrive?"
"Oh!, he came yesterday, interrupting our dinner" she frowned and I laughed
" I see you're a big fan of food" i said and as if on cue, the waiter brought our food, the heavenly aroma of the food filled my nostrils and I fought the urge not to eat like a barbarian.
"Looks good" I commented and she nodded in agreement.
"Bismillah" she said and started to eat her food, I did the same and dug in.
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