Chapter Twenty four

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HANEEFAH
I was so lost on my phone that I had forgotten myself.

"Haneefah!!!" A voice yelled

"Ma?" I said turning off my phone

" I have been calling you since haba Haneefah" she said

I have been chatting with Ahmed and so far it been so good. Ahmed is a mystery I can't wait to crack, unlike other guys Ahmed doesn't call me infact he has never called me, well so far we have been chatting and vibing I was so engrossed talking to Ahmed that I didn't notice my follow colleague at work calling me.

"Why are you calling me "ma"?, You this girl I thought I warned you against that " she said " well ,I  am going for a break, I think it's just you in the shop so please be careful. Do you want me to get you anything at all ?" she said this time  walking out

I nodded my head and asked her to get me shawarma. Oh goodness I was obsessed with shawarma

I noticed my phone ringing it was a video call from my mom, she can't see me in a shop I didn't tell anybody I was working if I did I would get into trouble because my family would say I should only focus on my education and leave anything else for now but that wasn't me. I love to work, I am an independent woman and I would do anything to make money.

I ran outside the shop and answered the call

"Yea mummy, Alhamdulilah I am fine"

"I'm in the school, I came outside to receive fresh air ne kawai,"

" Sofia and Yasmin are fine, they went out,  No ma I haven't heard from Maryam"

" bye bye ma." I said ending the call

After ending the call I couldn't wait to come online and continue my conversations with Ahmed
He was indeed a very intelligent man and I loved that about him all our conversations seem to be flowing.

My phone rang again and it was my mother.

"why is she calling me again " I muttered to myself, I was about to reply Ahmed when my mother's call came in for the second time

"Yes mummy? Okay I will call her ma"

I was suspecting my mother must have told Maryam's mother and she must have also informed her daughter about me being in Ghana now or something. Maryam has been off with me and I really didn't care

It was December already so I made a mental note to message her on the 25th that was a good way to start up a conversation atleast I guess.

I turned on my data only to realize Ahmed had gone offline, I was so mad and angry I didn't know why.

"Why are you angry Haneefah? I asked myself.

Ahmed is just a guy,  but he was definitely not other guy I was so sad that I didn't get to talk to him fully. It felt like time wasn't ever enough for us to talk.

Bored and frustrated I decided to adjust Yasmin's cloths. I was done with all my part of work for now.

"Welcome back" I greeted my colleague

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