Chapter 7- Cute Encounters. (Edited).

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Zaira's POV

"Okay, Zaira, I told Amar that I am going to bring food for him, but he has Amira at the office with him. So I was wondering if you can just bring her home and give Amar his food?" Aaliya asked me as I stared at her as she has grown on three heads.

"You want me to go to YOUR brother's office and pick up YOUR daughter?" I questioned her with disbelief lacing my tone.

"Yep, is there a problem?" she asked nodding her head at and parking her car outside of Amar's building. Well, it is uncle Zackariyah's but he has given full ownership of it to his son, which is Amar. Uncle Zackariyah still comes to the building and works because I was sent once to give Amira her baby bag as Amar had forgotten it and as I was walking uncle Zackariyah was there and welcomed me with open arms, literally.

Ever since then, every time I enter the office all the staff greet me thinking if they don't I will get them fired, but it is not like that.

"Aaliya how can you after what has happened yesterday, he knows I like him. I am not going in alone, he is my non-mehram( A person who is not your dad, brother, maternal and paternal uncles and grandad, first and second cousins. So basically a person who there is a chance of you getting married to)," I said as she pondered over the thought.

Please don't send me in by myself, I can't. I thought to myself as my heartbeat began to increase and my palms began to actually sweat.

What the hell man?

"Okay fine. I will come with you. Let me just find a parking space and then we will enter the building," she replied as I let out a squeal and hugged her.

"Thank you so much, wifey," I said as I placed a kiss on her cheek.

I checked my phone to see an ongoing conversation happening on Messages with my group chat 'My Wifey's 💖😘💍.

Ameena: Hey, wifeys. Wassup?

Aleena: Nothin much. Wat bout u?

Natasha: Hey my beautiful wifey's. U chillin without me?

Sofia: Nah, we just don't like ya.

Natasha: Oi, stop being mean.

Natasha: Lucy, tell your weirdo of a friend to stop being mean.

Lucy: Sofia, stop being a meanie 😁 😁.

Natasha: Haha. 😝😝😜

Zaira(me): Hello to u guys too. Why did I make u my wifey's? U guy immature as hell.

Dasha: Say that one more time and u will need to sleep with ur eye's open tonight.

Aaliya: Hey, why u guys annoyin one another? Stop being babies and have fun.

Maryam: Finally someone acts like an adult around here.

Zaira(me): Maybe becoz she has her own child and has to be the mother of the group. Wat do u think Aali?🤪😏🥺

Just then I felt someone slap my arm.

"Hey, what was that for?" I asked her.

"I am NOT the mother of th group. Ameena is as she is the oldest," Aali answered as I laughed at what she said.

"Sure whatever helps you sleep at night," I retorted back as I stuck my tongue out at her and grabbed the bag of food before jumping out of the car.

Zaira(me): Bye wifeys. Just pray to Allah that I make it home safe tonight. Talk to you guys later, carry on your bickering. 💞😁❤️🤣

Lucy: Bye wifey 💖

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