This chapter is dedicated to _proudlymuslimahh_ girl I love you so much you have no idea. You are everything! Stay beautiful.
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K: Hello. I'm outside, where are you?
S: on my way out.
I breathed in and out so many times. Why am I so nervous? Like so damn nervous. My stomach is doing every stunt in the book. I stared at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a high waist black jeans, a white blouse and black pumps. A black veil and a beige side bag. My clothes are monotonous. Black and white. Mostly black.
I sprayed a little cologne and glossed my lips. For the first time in a very long while.
"Mama na tafi! (Mummy I'm going!)"
I yelled when I got to the front door.
"Toh Allah ya kiyaye. A dawo lafiya (May God keep you safe) she yells back. She's not in the sitting room so I'm guessing she's in her room. I took out my phone and called Noor as I got out the steel front door.
"Girl you better be on your way there because we are about to leave!" I said, panicked.
"Me kike wani nishi sama sama (why do you sound breathless?)"
"Kabir is outside!" I whisper yelled.
"So? Annabi ne shi?" I laughed. She's crazy. If you haven't known this by now, you have not been following.
Have I told you Noor doesn't like kabir? Well she totally hates his guts. I wonder how we are all going to be in the same place and come back in one piece. This should be eventful.
"toh na kai motan. I'll call you back"
"Mhm. Sai kun zo ( see you)"
Kabir rolled down the passenger window and eyed me up. He then whistled and wriggled his eyebrows. I roll my eyes at his exaggeration, suddenly not so nervous any more. Fuck boy!
He came in a Honda accord, 2008! Same as you know who! Is fate playing tricks on me? His was white though, opposite.
"You look... Gimme the word" he said looking at me expectantly.
"Boring?" I said trying hard not to seem rude right now but he's just mocking me. Blatantly.
"Nah baby girl, stunning is the word" he said and smirked.
"Hello to you too" I rolled my eyes and got in. He chuckles.
"I never said hello and someone's in a sour mood " rude much? What is up with him? Or is it me? I guess its me. He reminds me so much of you know who.
"I said you look stunning, I look dashing so let's go give them heart attacks" he said and wriggled his eyebrows. That got me,I began to laugh.
"I like your laugh" he muttered. Yen yen yen fuckboy!
"Why thank you kind sir" just me being me, that is dramatic. He shook his head and started the car, Post Malone's song ringing through my head.
"Are you trying to become deaf before you are thirty?" I yelled over the music while reducing it. He just rolled his eyes and I shook my head. Boys
He tried to increase it again! I think my ears are bleeding.
"Kabir!" I warned and reduced it almost entirely.
"You are so boring" he whined.
"This is not a party bus" I shot back and he chuckled.
We got there in record time. My eyes were on the speedometer the whole time and I was constantly scolding Kabir to slow down. He was going at 140 kilometers per hour! Where are we flying to please? Its like he forgets what he has is a car not a chopper. He just kept laughing and calling me 'mum'. This boy is a fish.
