Ahmad walked into the dining area,And he saw Fateema who sat there waiting for him.
"Good morning B..."he greeted but omitted the word 'Baby' when he saw her fierce expression.
"Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not or that you feel good this morning or that it is a morning to be good on?" She taunted and looked to the side not meeting his gaze.
"Fateema are you still mad at me?"Ahmad helplessly questioned as he sat beside her
"Of course I am!!.Madly mad FYI!". Fateema gave him a look,her eyes narrowing.
"You're almost late for you to swipe me up my feet." Humph!!She harrumphed
"I was afraid you're going to give me a hard time , so I was mentally preparing myself" Ahmad reasoned and glanced at her,
she was clad in a long beige colored gown and her hair was tied up in a loose bun. "She looks cute!"
"Me?" She sneered pointing her forefinger at herself
"To give you a hard time no!I love you why would I keep you waiting,weren't you obvious of my constant stares that was filled with love and admiration towards you"
"No Fateema you always glared at me whenever I glanced your way." He stated the obvious fact,because when ever he stole a glance at her she will glared back at him and sometimes even accuse him of shamelessly staring at her.
"And whenever you talked to me I blushed beetroot" Fateema added a grin finding it way to her face.
"Fateema you never blushed" Ahmad bursted the bubbles again.
"Okay that aside,If perhaps Baba gave Khaleel my hand in marriage ,what were you going to do?" this time around she looked at him,into his light hazel eyes.
"Call off the wedding" he seriously replied without breaking their gaze.
"Or we will elope right?" Fateema wiggled her brow with a wink.
"Fateema please always go for positive thoughts" he reached out to a plate and served the breakfast.
Fateema had an expression of complete helplessness when she heard his words
"You don't love me anymore!"
Ahmad panicked seeing her whiled up eyes.
'This is going to be hard' he internally complained and pulled her into a side hug.
"No Fateema, you of all people know that I madly love you,I love you endlessly" he pacified her and they silently ate their breakfast.
"Are you okay now?" He asked
"Hmm"she hummed and continued eating her scrambled eggs.
"Look Fateema...". He kept his fork by the side and gently picked her hands into his.
"I know I hurt you by not coming clear with my feelings for too long ,but what I want you to just know is that I still love you like before and I'll still love you forever insha Allah"
His phone rang and he quickly fished it out from his pants pocket
"Yes? Vincent" he called his secretary's name when he answered the call.
"Sir!!,our stocks are degrading. I checked with the stockholders but they said they didn't know what happened"came the frantic reply of the secretary.
"Alright thank you Vincent,I'll check it right away. Send me the chart " Ahmad cut the call and quickly sprinted to his room. He later came back with his briefcase and another laptop
He then took out his own laptop and brought out a cable to connect the two laptops. After skimming over the evidence the secretary had mentioned, he opened a file and entered a string of complicated-looking code into a window on his laptop screen.
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Can you feel my heart?
General FictionCOMPLETED ✅ A girl who doesn't feel any emotion at all. She cannot cry, she cannot smile,she cannot laugh,she doesn't know what happiness is,she doesn't know what sadness is,the feeling of being alone,scared,depressed,the feeling of falling in lov...
