FLAWED SOULS

CHAPTER 31: HABIBTY, MY LOVE

Dedicated to heemranh_ she always makes me laugh with her comments.

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Lara Akinwummi was a grey haired, smallish woman with a pleasant face.

"Hello you're right on time." She said coming down the stairs. They lived in an upper class neighborhood that had left Amirah almost speechless with how magnificent most of the buildings looked.

Amirah was dressed in a teal colored abaya with a matching veil, her face was bare of makeup but...

"You're so beautiful wow." Mrs Lara said pulling Amirah up for a hug and Amirah towered over her considering she was average height and still on heels.

"Muhammad, my boy." Doctor Akinwummi said patting Muhammad on his back.

"How're you doing sir?"

"I'm fine." Then he fake-whispered, "does your wife has equally beautiful sisters?"

Lara turned to him with a glare and he bursted out laughing raising his hand in a surrending manner.

"I'm asking for a friend." He defended.

"What friend? The dead ones or widowed and old?"

"Lara!" He chided and she shook her head at him.

Amirah loved how they interacted, playfully. Unconsciously, her gaze went to Muhammad and he winked at her, if closing both eyes could be considered a wink. She shook her head at him and gave him a perfect wink.

"Show off." He mouthed.

"Loser." She mouthed back.

She noticed both their hosts were looking at them amusingly.

"Young love." Lara said stretching to pat Muhammad softly on his cheeks, the woman was so short, it was cute.

They all sat down and were served drinks. While Muhammad talked to Doctor Akinwummi about a critical patient, Lara moved closer to Amirah.

"So tell me how'd you both meet? How was your wedding? Do you wish to go back to that day?" Lara asked dreamily and Amirah shuddered, she'd never wish to go back to her wedding period... Never.

"The wedding was nice and well, I wouldn't wish to go back I mean we have to live in the present now you know."

"True, true. So how'd you meet?"

Unfortunately Muhammad heard and decided to chip in.

"Oh you see I had to pick up my cousin from the Federal ministry of works and just as I was standing there calling his number, I felt a tap behind me so I turned and saw this beautiful girl dressed in her NYSC uniform smiling at me weirdly. I asked her what she wanted and in the most unsexiest voice I've ever heard, she said she wanted my number."

Everyone bursted into laughter except Amirah who was looking at him appalled.

"That's not how it happened." She protested.

"Really? You didn't smile weirdly or your voice wasn't unsexy?" He had a wicked smile on his face.

"You walked up to me and asked me for my number and when I didn't give, you were following me around like a puppy and totally forgot about your cousin until he found you pleading for with me for my number, he then joined and when I gave you because of him, you happily hugged him and kissed his bald head."

This time Muhammad didn't join the laughter, he had a slight frown on his face.

"But that's not how it happened."