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Immediately he reached us, him and I both said "hi, can I talk to you" at the same time. I could hear Hameedah and Faridah squealing and saying "Awwwwnnn, it's so cute, their doing it again". We left them and went under a tree...........Jamimah's POV
As we were walking towards the tree, I could feel the heated gazes of jealous girls on me. Salman noticed because he told me to just ignore them. We reached the tree and sat on plastic chairs kept under the tree. "So what did you want to talk to me about" he asked me. "Uhhhmmm, are you Salman Bashir?" I asked him. "Yeah" he said. "So you're supposed to be my ........"I trailed off. "Your fiance"he completed. "So what did you want to talk about?" I asked him trying to change our topic of discussion. "I wanted to know more about you because I only know your name."he said. "Okay , I have five siblings, Mus'ab,Aflah,Sirdeek,Siddiqa and Mujahid. My best friends are Hameedah and Faridah. My favourite colour is purple. My favourite food is semovita and okro soup." I said." Now tell me about yourself"I said. "I have six siblings,Khadija,Rabiat, Muhammad,Zainab,Suleiman and Nadra. My best friend is Kasim . My favourite colours are red and black. My favourite food is pounded yam and egusi soup." Immediately he mentioned his favourite food, I burst out laughing. "How do you know pounded yam and egusi soup since you lived all your life in London?" I asked him." Well my mom prepares some traditional food and I've grown to like it."he said. Before I could reply him, the driver came to pick me. I was disappointed because I was enjoying Salman's company.I bid him farewell and I could tell he was disappointed too.
"Baki ma ce mana bye ba tinda kin ga miji ( you didn't even tell us bye because you saw your husband)", Faridah complained over the phone. I decided to play along." I even forgot you guys exist when I was with him." I said. We both started laughing. "Where is Hameedah by the way?" I asked. "Her mom seized her phone because she was chatting instead of sleeping"Faridah told me. "She didn't tell me"I said." How will she tell you when you were busy with Prince Charming" Faridah retorted. I was about to reply her when my mom started calling my name. "Wo,I don't have your time now, Bye" I said to Faridah.
I went downstairs and saw my mom dressed and watching tv. "Get ready we are going to your cousin's house" she said to me. I didn't even ask her which cousin because I knew it was my cousin Fatima's house.
I got dressed in a white short sleeved blouse, a high waisted trousers and a multi coloured kimono.
"Take a left turn" my mom said to the driver. "Which cousin are you talking about" I asked her. "Salman of course"she replied. I froze on my seat. I was excited and nervous at the same time.
We rang the doorbell and a very beautiful woman opened the door. "Yusra" she screamed and hugged my mom. She also turned and hugged me." "Jamimah has grown into a beautiful lady" she said to my mom and I blush. We entered inside and sat down. The lady was busy catching up with my mom while I was studying her. She looked very much like Salman so I guessed she is his mom. She noticed my boredom and called a pretty girl called Nadra to take me to Salman's room. We chatted all the way. "This is the room" she told me pointing to a door. "Thanks". "You're welcome" she said and walked away. I knocked on the door and I heard his deep voice telling me to come in. I walked into the brown and grey room and saw him lying on the bed. I cleared my throat and he looked up. "Jamimah?"he said sounding surprised. "Hi"I said and smiled sheepishly. "Come sit" he said and patted a space close to him on his king sized bed. "Can you wear something" I said because he was in only his trousers and his hard arbs were a sight to behold. "Sorry" he said after wearing a grey sweatshirt.
I and Salman were on his bed chatting when a girl of maybe sixteen burst into the room. "Who is this" she asked Salman while glaring at me. "Uhhmm, Habiba meet Jamimah" he said. "What is she doing so close to you" she asked sounding irritated. "Actually she's my wife to be" he explained. "Wife my foot, I want her out of this room" she said through gritted teeth. "She's not going anywhere because this is my room and you have no right to dictate who stays in my room and who does not" he yelled at her. Just then I heard my mom calling me telling me that we're going. Salman looked at me apologetically. I felt like crying. I stood up to leave and Salman did the unexpected.
He pecked me.
He pecked me apologizing for Habiba's behaviour. Habiba just stood by the door looking jealous. I passed her with her glaring at me. If looks could kill I will have been dead and buried.
As we were in the car going back home, one thought was in my mind. Who is Habiba and whoever she is she definitely is a stumbling block to our marriage........
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Chronicles Of Jamimah
RomanceMeet Jamimah Kabir Ahmad, a naive, reserved and well mannered girl. Meet Salman Bashir Ahmad, a player and every girl's dream. What happens when their fate cross? Join me as I tell you the story of their lives.