She picks up.Wow! We just met an hour ago and you already miss me?
Miss is a very strong word.
Of course. You still haven't taken me to that lunch.
Yeah. That's why I called.
Yeah?
I was invited to the Beauté Fashion Show and I wanted to know if you would like to join me?
Wait! You were invited? But its abroad.
No actually this year it will be hosted here in Abuja.
And she invited you herself?
Are you coming or not?
Sure. I would love to.
Cool.
So it's a date?
Not really. I'm just keeping my promise.
You are a very weird person. Since we're going together why can't it just be a date.
A date would mean I want something with you and you might think I'm interested....but it's something that will never happen anyway so why raise your hopes up?
I don't get why you always have to be brutally honest Wallahi. But thanks for the invite.
It's tonight. So I'll pick you up by 7pm.
Sure. Thank God I'm not on duty today.
Yeah. Bye.
I end the call.Just then the door swings open.
Muhammed stands there panting heavily.He closes the door and walks over and sits across me.
"What is wrong with you?" He asks."What are you talking about?"
"I was there when you called Ruqayyah and even though she tried to hide what you were saying I heard everything clearly. I wanted to get here before you finished the call but I was too late. You're stupid!""So? What is wrong?"
"How can you invite her to the fashion show?""I owed her lunch"
"You owed her lunch at a small kiosk not at a 7star fashion show at 7pm. Don't you know 7pm is already night time?"I look at him confused.
"You just started to get to know this girl you're going to throw that all away by inviting that golddigger Ruqayyah?""I already told her I was bringing someone"
He stares at me dumbfounded. He closes his eyes nodding to himself.
"You're going to be the death of me! First you didn't have a girlfriend then you almost landed a miracle and now you're throwing away that miracle to stick with your doom?"He stands and walks to the door.
"I wonder how you became a doctor.....I really do my friend" he walks out.I sit there looking blankly at the door. Unfortunately it was too late to take it back.
.......
......."Ohhh you look handsome" Radmila says when I walk inside the living room.
"You sure you're going to be fine on your own?"
"Of course and don't worry I won't breach our agreement""I hope so. If you need anything call me, Mayriam will be busy I don't think she will be able to answer calls"
"Sure".......
.......I walk in with Ruqayyah standing beside me. And although she looked great, I regret my decision more and more every second.
There were a lot of people here and I know I'm going to meet a lot of my friends and speaking of friends one was already walking over.
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Twisted: A Hausa Love Story.
RomanceHello there, I'm Afrar Massoud and I am the only daughter of a billionaire. Afrar is one of Africa's best designers, she is also half Arab and extremely egotistical. She believes everything starts and ends with her, like the world revolves around he...