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Fatima Batoul's P.O.V
We kept staring at each other until I pushed him away and stood up.
What the hell do you think you're doing ? Don't you ever come close to me like that, I shouted, making the girls to turn around to see what was happening.
"Batoul, I was only trying to help you, I thought you were hurt. I didn't mean any harm." Anwar said.
What's your business if I get hurt or not. Listen Mr. Just stay away from me, I said I walked fast into the house.
"OMG, I'm so sorry Hamma Anwar, please don't be offended" Hamidah said to him.
"He smiled, don't worry Hamidah. It's okay" he replied.
"Let's get going Didii, Khairi might be awake by now"I walked fast into the house, pacing around the parlor.
Who the held does he think that he could touch me."Batoul, is everything alright, you look tensed up" Baaba Deeje said. Who was sitting on the Sofa. I didn't even notice she was their because of how angry I was.
Yesss.. Baaba , everything is fine.
"But Batoul, you don't look fine, did something happen"
I was about to reply her when Hamidah barged into the parlor looking angry.
Why is this one even angry?"Haba Adda Batoul,what was the meaning of that, the Man was only trying to help and you shouted at him as if he was trying to hit you or something. This your phobia for men has to stop. You just have to put an end to that. I mean what's the meaning of that, you knew he was only trying to help an nothing else. Adda Batoul, all men are not the same. So because of what Daddy did, you think you can just shut all the guys of this world because of what he did? Don't you want to be happy ? Don't you want to wake up to the Father of your kids beside your bed someday ? Adda Batoul please think about it. You're not getting any younger" Hamidah said
She walked pass me and went upstairs leaving me dumbfounded at her words.I sat down on the couch, thinking about what she said.
"Fatima Batoul, you know what your sister said was right, you should think about it" Baaba Deeje said.
In Shaa Allah Baaba, I will.
I went upstairs to my room, still thinking about what Hamidah said. Hamidah is right. I think I should apologize to him.
I was about to go in for shower when my phone beep. It was a message from an unknown number.
Unknown number: Hello, it's FaizulAnwar, I'm so sorry for what happened earlier. I asked Didii to collect your number from Hamidah. Fatima, I just wanted to be sure you're not angry. And about your number,I would delete if that would make you Okay ?
Ya Allah, What should I say ? Should I invite him for lunch later ? Oh God.
Me: Don't worry Faiz, it's Okay. I am sorry for the way I bounced on you , I shouldn't have.
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