Fatima Batoul's P.O.V
Kaduna,Nigeria
Monday
6:47pmI was in my office clearing some files when I decided to check the time. I remembered I told Faiz I would be available by 8:00pm.
So right now , I am trying to get my work done as soon as possible.I used the land line to call my secretary, Habibah.
'Come to my office now'
"Okay Ma"
She said her Salaam and entered and I replied.
I would like you to take care of this files here ( I handed the files to her) , but it should be tomorrow .And yeah, I'll be going to the Bahamas in two weeks time to meet some clients there, I'll like you to take care of the work here when I'm gone. You should go home now. I'll be leaving too, I said to her.
"Alright then Ma" she said as she left the office.
I quickly rounded up. And went out. My driver was already waiting for me. I entered the back sit and we zoomed off.
We arrived home in 10mins. It was already 7:05pmI quickly went into the house. I met Baaba Deeje and Hamidah. Watching in the parlor.
Heyy guys. Inna Wuni Baaba? (How's the afternoon Baaba?)
"Good Alhamdulillah, How's work?" Baaba said.
So hectic but Alhamdulillah. And by 8, I would be going somewhere.
I slapped Hamidah's head. 'Keh you can't greet your sister neh ?'
"Ouch Adda. Sorry I didn't notice when you came in" Hamida said rubbing her head.
How will you know while you're there busy watching some stupid India film. Well I have to go pray and shower. I'll be going out.
"Really with who ?" Hamidah asked looking so excited.
No one. Can't I go out alone neh. I said ascending the stairs.
"Adda Batoul, is it Hamma Anwar?" Hamidah asked smiling and wiggling her brows.
I smiled at her ,and didn't answer her.
"Oh My God... Adda you are going on a date ,Yessss Yesss Yesss" Hamidah said jumping up and down, while Baaba was busy laughing.
Keh it's not a date jhoor. We are just going out., I said, but it fell on deaf ears. She kept being excited.
I quickly ran to my room.
I prayed Marghrib and Ishaa(because it was just called), I took a quick shower. I applied a lotion, did a light make-up ,and I started hunting for what to wear. I checked the time and it was 7:51pm.Oh My God. He will be here any moment and I don't want to be late.
It was 8:03pm and I still had no option of what to wear.
Hamidah said her Salam and entered.
"Adda Batoul , Hamma Anwar is here... Whattttt?? You're still not dressed"Hamida , I don't have anything to wear.
"Adda with the billions of clothes you have? Well let me help you find"
It was 8:15pm when I and Hamidah got what I should wear. I wore a Red gown, a red headgear. I took my black purse and wore my black Jimmy choo's heels.
To be honest, I'm a lover of Red and Black color.
Hamidah quickly went to apologize to Faiz for the delay.
YOU ARE READING
My Name Is Fatima Batoul (ONHOLD)
General FictionThis is a story of a 24years old Fatima Batoul Qasiim. CEO of FBQ Cosmetics She has this hatred for men after what her Father had done to her Mother. She promised herself not to ever trust a Man,but she broke her promise. FaizulAnwar Gaddafi CEO...