Chapter fifteen

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Ding ding ding...Love in the air;

Ummi's POV

It was a relaxing Saturday morning on my bed. I had recently woken up, but I hadn't gotten up from the bed. I had wrapped the duvet over my body, with random thoughts on my mind. I smiled at some, and I frowned at some. But the last thought that ran through my mind was the moment Ahmad had said, "Baby, I will be bringing my families for a proper introduction and a small engagement between us. I hope you are fine with this setup?" he had announced it in the best voice of his that unravel my soul and reset my mood to the best feeling I have never had. All I did was duck my head down with the sweetest smile on my face, and wallah, my cheeks turned red.

I can't believe this is happening!! I'm getting engaged. I popped up on my bed, and I could have danced to the moment, but I was a bad dancer. I informed mom and Samira about it immediately. Ahmad had left last night, and they were all excited. I would have run my mouth in Dad's presence, but mom had asked me to let Ahmad inform Dad himself, and all I did was nod. But I didn't miss the chance to Hug dad, and he glanced at me with a confused expression "what happened to you? A good news?" he had asked. Still, Mom interrupted by saying, "Ahmad just left. I think she is just in a good mood. ''Dad shook his head. From the looks on his face, he realized that our relationship was growing faster than he could imagine, and there was a possibility we were already in love and accepting each other's flaws. He could only wish for the best, and I appreciate that his silence could make such meaningful words to my ears. "I love daddy," I muffled.

It clicked on me at that moment. I haven't informed Umaima yet. I know Ahmad hasn't informed dad, so it's still not official. But I know he will soon, and I need not keep this any longer from Umaima. I just needed to scream my excitement to Umaima, which I did. "Masha Allah!!!!!!!" I heard Umaima's scream from across the phone, and all I did was palm my face in shyness. "So when is it?" she further asked after crying out joy. "I guess once he tells dad, it will become an official headline! For now, I seriously don't know," I said with a wide smile. I know Umaima didn't miss that "awww, I'm so happy for you girrrrrllll!!! Slowly but steadily, you are becoming Mrs. Ahmad Muhammad Fufure!!! Giiiirrrrrllllll I'm so happy yay" dramatic Umaima kept emphasizing how happy she was, and I was overwhelmed.

"I'm also very happy, Umaima. Each time I recall what he had said, I forget about all my sorrows and grief. I forget about shadows and dreams. All I feel is a man comforting my soul and fulfilling his promise to stay side by side with me. The thoughts alone are doing magic to my body and soul, I Love Ahmad, and by Allah, I want nothing now more than to spend forever with him" I find myself genuinely confessing my love for Ahmad like it was a fresh feeling.

We chatted more on the phone with Umaima like we wouldn't see each other in 3 days. Aunty mommy's wedding is next week, exactly a week to go. I'm meant to go to their house on Tuesday until after the wedding. I can't wait to watch how the wedding unveils.

Kashim's POV

I have been very busy looking for a way to be posted to "Fufure construction company" it is one of the best in Nigeria, and I want nothing but to serve there And hopefully become permanent staff. Luckily, I got reposted to Fufure's company, and I am so happy. I dressed up very early this morning and drove down to the construction company. I majestically walked down to the elevator, which took me to the 11th floor. That's where I would be working. I got out of the elevator when I reached my destination. Wow, I let out an exclamation. "This company is freaking big and amazing!" everyone was neck-deep into their work. They didn't even notice the coming in and out of others. "Such professionalism," I thought, stretching out a smile on my grimmer lips.

I had better hurry to the HR's office to submit my papers and get directed to my duties. But where is the HR office, I thought? I decided to walk up to one of the workers and ask for directions, but instead, I got a glimpse of a beautiful view beside me. She was wearing an elegant Abaya with a veil over her head, holding a file. Looking away, I could only see her side view and her tan yet sparkling fair skin. "Excuse me!" I said without even noticing until she turned her attention to me with a confused expression. "Oh my freaking goodness, this girl is damn beautiful!" a tiny voice whispered into my ears. I was lost in her charming white eye bulbs, with kohl applied to them, which makes them even more beautiful and brighter. Her bushy yet catchy brows, with these round beautiful red lips. "Can a lady's lips be this red and attractive?" I was lost in thoughts until a soft and serene voice brought me back to reality. "Yes?" it was her voice, and wallah; if not for manners, I could scream to the whole world, "you've got it all, Giiiirrrrlllll, whose daughter are you? I want to wife you!!!" I wave the thoughts off.

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