My Blue Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 24

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Qatar had good vibes.

I wouldn't say Kuwait was bad. No.

But Qatar had something that drummed a new beat inside me.

Slipping my feet in my new Pigalle I was all ready for the day.

My phone beeped and I saw his message.

Musa: I'm waiting.

Zasha: I'm coming down just wait there.

Giving myself a final look I dashed out of Zaki's apartment locking it with spare keys.
I waited for the elevator and it came soon.

The ride was slow coz people kept pouring in it.

Gosh!
I didn't have to bare that when I was in Kuwait.

Guess my habits got ruined.

So what?

I'm happy.

Treading out of the reception area I revolved through the doors and soon found Musa in his usual business attire and shades on. He was leaning against the hood of his car looking God knows where.

'Assalamoalaikum.', I greeted with one of my dazzling smiles and he just nodded.

Urgh!! He is such an egoistic.

Guess he still had his grudges over what Zaki said earlier at the airport.

He opened the door for me like a gentleman and I hopped inside his Bentley like a lady.

Wow

Why am I loving this?

He sat with ease in the driver's seat and pulled off the curb. He threw his shades on his dashboard and that sudden sound appalled me.

'Are you okay?', I asked coz it felt he wasn't good.

He kept shut and I didn't budged him further.

Who knew he would punch me right in my nose...

I shook my head at the weird thought and looked past the window.

The buildings here were huge skyscrapers. The blue sky matched the color of untuned TV screen and the clouds floated like a cotton candy.

The car halted after good twenty minutes and we were in front of a huge building.

That's already built, I thought they were going to build it from the scratch.

Never mind.

He shut his door with a loud thud jolting the whole car and that me too. I hopped off and closed it softly.

Like just don't do it inhumanly now it's a good car.

I followed him until we reached an elevator. The whole ride was a silent one. No one intruded.

A blonde chick led us to huge conference room and it was full of unfamiliar faces. 

That's a lot of men.

Why are they looking at me?

My palms felt sweaty and amidst of all I saw a familiar face.

He smiled at me from afar that showcased the lines of his beautiful ages that has witnessed a lot of seasons. A sudden contentment filled me.