His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

CHAPTER EIGHT

MINAL'S POV.
     I collected the car key from him and left.  He's really a life saver because I could collapse at anytime if I kept standing.  I became so bored and lonely after Like 20 minutes.  I wished I stayed. 

    Without having a second thought,  I locked the car with the intention of having a tour in the market. Was it a market?!  More like a shopping plaza. 

After walking for like ten minutes,  I saw my self in the clothing section.  I smiled as I moved around.  This is what they call "Window shopping "

    I gasped seeing him standing in the underwear section. And who's he getting this for?!  I felt really irritated with what he was doing.  He picks and then studies.  He either nods and put it in the basket or he shakes his head and returns it.  Before I knew what was happening,  I was already  in the car panting.  How on earth did I get here so fast?   I have no idea. He surely must be getting those for his girlfriend and not me.

   An hour passed and there was no sign of him.  I was already exhausted and famished. A guy in his late thirties approached me asking for direction.  I told him I wasn't familiar with this place and he was thanking me when I sighted him.  His hands were full and they were some guys at his back whose hands were also full. The guy left and I just looked straight.  He got into the car and without a word,  we drove home. 

    When we got home,  he quickly got down and picked all what he bought leaving just a Nylon bag for me.  I carried it and peeped inside. Something in a carton box was there and I was wondering what was inside. Slowly,  I walked to my new room hoping not to meet anyone.  I'm not ready for any drama. We almost bumped into each other.  I stood still trying to catch my breath while he stared at me.  "Thank you " I muttered when he was about leaving the room. He hesitated for a while then shut the door.

   Ya Rabb!  I couldn't help but admire all he got for me. I was smiling sheepishly as I arranged my new clothes in my new wardrobe also in my new room. Suddenly, I stopped when I opened the last nylon left. Were the undies he was buying actually for me?!.  I pictured his face as he was nodding in approval.  Ewwwwwwww.

   I looked at my new room and smiled.  Suddenly,  the sound of a ringing phone brought me out of a dream land. "Where could it be?" I asked myself looking around . It stopped ringing for a while and then it started again. It must be in the nylon bag I came in with which I forgot to open.

    There it was,in its box and I felt delighted.  Samsung ! I read opening it.  The SIM card was inserted and it was ready to use.  The phone started to ring for the third time when I picked it up ."I just wanted to know if there's anything you don't like so we can return it.  Don't be surprised at what you see because I gave a lady the money and she got them all while I waited."   he said and with that,  he ended the call.

   I kept staring at the phone trying to process what he said. Did he just lie,  after I saw him with myself. I laughed so hard that my stomach started to hurt.  I just pray no one heard me.

     I've never slept so peacefully in my life. Everything seemed strange. A room to myself,  a phone and new set of clothes. Let's not forget the accessories,  make up kit and deodorants with different types of sprays.  After observing Salatul Subh(Dawn prayer), I took a very warm bath and after dressing up,  I went to the kitchen.  I met an unfamiliar face with Hajiya and to my suprised,  she answered my greetings then called me out.
    "Jiddah! I don't want to see your hands on anything in this house. Since Daddy wants you to be treated like a princess, then you will be treated like one." she said and with that,  she left me going back to what she was doing.  After standing there for a while,  I suddenly began to feel guilty.

    Life moved on and changes took place. Hajiya no longer yells at me and we do chat with her sometimes.

Amma and I suddenly became close after she apologized for what she did and as for Salim, he's just there,though the yelling and insults no longer exists. There was a time he actually took Amma and I out and it was really fun.

     Umar is the only one making me feel somehow. We hardly talk and he's always frowning at me.  Although,  I'm  also angry at him for giving that guy whose name I later found out to be Yasir  my phone number.  The guy calls   like a hundred times a day.  He has no sense of humor to me and he's too demanding. He's always wanting us to meet and I've never given him that opportunity but only once when Amma insisted.    

   AmmA and I went to meet him outside the day he came and before I could realize what was happening,  they became very close and I was happy about that.  "Do you love him Jiddah? "she asked one night when we were watching an Indian movie in her room."Who?!" I asked.  "Yasir of course "
   "Owwwwwww. No I dont.  Why ask?" I said looking at her.  "I just wanted to know.  I think I have feelings for him and he just asked me out.  I didn't want to hurt you that's why....." she started and I interrupted her ".....its aiit Amma.  I've known you both had feelings for each other and I must confess,  I never had a feeling for him so there's nothing to worry about.  " she smiled and hugged me.

"Thank you Jiddah" I never imagined Amma and I would be this close. "So tell me Jiddah.  Who do you like? " she asked. "No one Amma" I thought for a while and repeated. "No one"

Yayyyyy!  Everything is turning out well for Jiddah.  Do you think the reply she gave Amma at the ending was true..  Pls do comment on your views and opinions and also vote.
Jzk khrn 😍 😍