SERENDIPITY OF LOVE ✅

#9

She made it successfully to Nadia's house, before she could take a grasp of her thoughts and knock the door; Abban Nadia had already came out of the house. She greeted him politely and he answered before they made their way to the street. Today, when he offered to pay for her she politely declined and paid for herself, because she had some money with her. She can't be an added responsibility on him.

She had the front door key with her, Maheer gave it to her because he made it crystal clear that he couldn't be waking up from his sleep just so he could unlock the door door for her. She opened and entered, and what she saw in the living room made her lips naturally curved to a pout.

Maheer was only in a sweatpants and a V-neck shirt, he had his index finger in between the pages of a book Fadwa managed to read its name to be 'Toxic Bachelors' written by someone that looked like Danielle steel. She scrunched up her face and looked at the mess he made. There were leathers of junks, packs of cookies, bottles of ice creams and what not. Don't he have a room for God sake? Did this meant he slept in the living room while wasting his time on a book or what?

He squirmed, and that's when she smacked herself back to her senses and rushed inside. She started taking the garbage to the kitchen before he woke up and stumble on one of them. She had finished clearing the mess when he stretched himself and almost fell before he woke up, his hand jot releasing the book. Fadwa wondered what he felt from reading a novel.

He squinted his eyes at her and scrunched up his face. "Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked and rubbed his left eye brow. Opening his eyes again, Maheer felt stupid for asking her that question because she had been giving him a confused look. Now she would think he sleep talked.

"Good morning," She greeted and dropped to her knees to pick up the coffee disposable cup that was beside his left feet. That was when she had the chance and looked at his feet, Majida's questions roaming through her mind.

She took a look of his complexion, and Fadwa could swear there were only green veins in his body, it looked as if he had no blood in there. The shape of his fingers, his nails...she didn't know she had been staring for too long and got lost in what was supposed to be only a feet until she felt herself being thrown over the living room. He had flung her around as if she was some piece of clothe.

Tears came, but she had an expertise in suppressing them, this wasn't the first time. She looked at how his morning face looked cute yet angry, he was angry at her. Probably because she had spent more time than usual all in the pretense of taking a coffee cup away.

"What was that? Are you dumb or have you turned into one over night? Don't ever dream of coming that close to me, you disgusting shit! Go away!" He threw her away from his way and walked through the corridors leading to the rooms and Fadwa wasn't strong enough not to let her tears flow even while staring at his retreating back.

She cried, but not a lot. She had cried more than enough for the night, crying over this too much would only make her even more depressed. She stood up and took the cup in her hands, atleast she had something to tell Majida, but surely not how she was flung over his living room while analysing the answers for her questions.

She walked back to the kitchen and did the dishes, which she found out he had only eaten quarter of what she cooked, and she made a mental note of making the quantity less. She finished and cleaned the kitchen, until she satisfied with the look it gave. She might have been born in a wrecked home and was now working for an arrogant man just so she could pay for her WAEC exams, but Ammi made sure they knew what cleanliness meant.

She proceeded to the living and only moved out of it when it was sparkled. She looked satisfied and a smile graced her lips. She loved it if she do something beautiful, and this was surely beautiful. She went to the other room, her favourite room. And there, lay her black veil. She quickly ran to it, removed her hijab, wrapped it over her head and put her hijab back on.