***In Zaria.
It was late that evening. Melvin decide to stay behind again. He just need that perfect time to make her agree to his proposal. No girl ever told him no. Except this stupid one. She dared slap him the other day. All in Melvin's mind was love and hatred for Humaira. He was neither a friend or an enemy. He was in between.
Two days ago, Mrs. Bridget travelled to Dubai to buy new goods. She left Humaira to take care of everything and since she sleeps there, she handed her the keys to all the doors of her shopping complex. Including the door to her main office but she told her not to open it except for emergency cases but Mrs. Bridget locked her shelf and other lockers so no one would have access to her hidden stuff.
She was to come after three days- two days for buying the goods and one day to enjoy the place. Well, everyone loves Dubai.
Melody takes all the money for the day and saves it into Mrs. Bridget's bank account so everything is safe. No one has access to withdraw from her bank account or take anything out from her shelves.
So that evening, Melody was about to go. She asked Melvin to see her off but he hissed at her.
"Leave me alone this girl. I've already told you, I'm not your mate." He replied her with a harsh tone.
"See, I'm not begging you o, Abeg! Mteeeew!!" She hissed and left.
Meanwhile, Humaira was about to clean up the place as usual. That was the last duty if the day. She had already bought a small stove, so, she cooks in her small room and everyone is safe.
Melvin was still behind. Thinking of how to approach her again without getting any hit slap. Thinking about the last one wasn't funny...
"Hey," he walked to her. She rolled her eyes at him as her walked to her side.
"Ermmm. There's something I wanted to tell you. I know you're still angry with me.... For what I did the other day."
"What's it, Melvin?!! What's it?!"
"I'm sorry to disturb you o, but I haven't had the chance to apologize to you. I'm sorry, I never knew you would talk something like that to heart. Hope you get what I mean?"
"Okay, I've heard you!" Humaira spat. "Can you leave already? I don't want any problem. You know madam is coming tomorrow? I don't want her to come and complain about anything here so if you like yourself, please. Go home." She begged.
"Yes, I will. O can't sleep here now. I will go home. I just wanted to get your reply."
"What reply?"
"About what I asked you the other day now. Have you thought about what I asked you?"
"Me?" She questioned, confusedly. "I don't remember o. What's it about?"
"Ah! Don't tell me that you've forgotten now. I asked you out."
"Oh! That?" She smiled. It seems she was in a good mood today. Melvin was happy about it that he smiled too.
"Yes, that. That's you're final reply?"
Then she stopped for a while."Are you crazy it you're simply deaf?! I gave you my final reply the other day and now you're asking me rubbish! I told you I'm not interested! Leave me alone now, Habaa!! Or is it by force?!! How many times do I have to sing to you. I'm not interested! We're just coworkers in here. No feelings attached."
"Did you even think about it?"he asked in a low, disappointed tone.
"Think of what? Eh! When Melody and others are there? Are you even hearing yourself brother Melvin? Don't worry, O know what to do."
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