chapter 4

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Hi guys here are some books my friend recommended for me, I read them soo I thought I should recommended them for you to read they are

Chasing marwa
Her Emirati  prince
Mine
Typically fulani
Ayush
A black rose in the desert
Married to a sheik
A  cindellra for the sheikh (suggest to start with married to a sheik )

Author pov's
As Iman finished her class she headed to Mr arrogant's office (her words not mine) as she reached the door knocked on the door she heard a faint come in, as she entered the rooms she saw him sitted on the couch at the far end of the room using his laptop, he was clad in a white throbe  since today  is Friday when  she realised she was staring she  quickly deverted her gaze,after few minutes of silence she  broke by saying , "sir my lines" as she haned it to him but he didnt collect so, she  kept it on the table ,"is now your bringing the lines" he replied as he glanced at the wall clock
"Well FYI sir you didn't give any pacific time  for me to submit   it  . So I decided to submit it now" she said With a bit of sass and attitude.
"Dont give me attitude I am not your mate" he snapped suddenly
"I sorry sir" she said frightened
"Give it to me" he said
She gave it to him and turned to leave when he stopped her by saying ,"sorry for shouting I am just exhausted and, don't call me sir again, call Ayman ,you make me feel old."
She chuckles lightly
Okay si..Ayman good night .



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AYMAN POV'S

as I finished I finished my class for the day I decided to buy some time before going home.I live in our family house that my dad bought few years back, so we come during the holiday or when he has meetings in the country ,but as this point in time I am the only one that stays there but yesterday after my class I came back home  and called my step mom [mama,the first  wife] to greet her because if I don't,she will go to my dad and be like" he hates me I don't know what I did to him "

We chatted for hours as I was about to cut the call becuase I was tired of the facade i was using,she told my aunt safiya and her daughter sa'ada are coming again ,and when I mean again I mean it, those two like coming here her daughter has a crush on me ever since we were teens around 15 years of age but I never paid attention to her, so any time they find an opportunity to come here they will use it wisely and there back to disturb,  and try to convince me to marry saada but It never worked, everybody back home knows that saada has a crush even maids know  , I remember when they came to "visit me" that they miss me, I returned from worked early because mama  said I should spend "some  time with my favourite relatives" note the sacarsam

Flashback
as I entered the house I saw saada sitting in an outift that a non_muhrem is suppose to see, when I asked her why she wore such clothes she said it was no big deal what is wrong with her clothes I remember what I said clearly I said , first it  is too too tight ,second it is too too revealing and last is it is too too short I said then she said it's okay that I will
See her in it everyday when we get married

Who are the "we" I  asked irritated

Me and you now she said

That is where she crossed the line
LISTEN AND LISTEN CAREFULLY SAADA ABDULLAHI,  I WILL NEVER IN MY LIFE  EVER MARRY YOU SAADA, NEVER  EVER SHOULD I EVER HEAR YOU UTTER SUCH STUPID  WORDS, I SNAPPED ANGERILY  making her flinch

I did not wait for her answer I stomped upstairs

From that day we didn't cross parts again till the day they were to leave

End of Flashback

I was brought out of my thought when someone knocked on the door  replied with a come in and she came in with all her might iman was clad In white cargo pants with a maroon short sleeve shirt that says " wild nature" with A white body hug with a dark pink Jersey veil(I do not know the shade on the  veil I am not good with colors)and a Louis vitton backpack and a white Nike shoe  she looks so beautiful ,I saw her checking me out but didn't say a thing ,she deverted her gaze herself when she realised
After few minutes of slince she broke it by saying "sir my lines", I was upset but did not know why I was upset,my because of my relatives that are coming or was it because of her calling me sir I thought

"Why are you  bringing it now" I asked
"Because you didn't give me a specific time to submit it .so I decided to submit it now" she  said With a bit of sass and attitude.
"Don't give me attitude I am not your mate"  i snapped suddenly
"I am sorry sir" she said frightened
"Give it to me" i said
She gave it to me and turned to leave when i stopped her by saying ,sorry for shouting I am just exhausted and, don't call me sir again, call Ayman ,you make me feel old.
She chuckles lightly
Okay si..Ayman good night
Good night I replied as I saw her shadow retrveing .

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Iman povs
"BILLY BIILLYYYY WHERE ARE YOU?" I ASKED

"IN THE KITCEN AND DO YOU WANT TO BURST MY EARDRUMS" SHE YELLED

"Sorry" I said As I entered the kitchen
guess what I said jumping up and down like a kid that has been giving lollipop
"What is it"?
I told her everything that happened between me and Ayman
And she started jumping up and down like me
"Somebody likes you "she said As we clamed down

"No he doesn't"

"Then why will he tell you to call him by his name"
She arched a brow
"It makes him  feel old" I said

"Okay then next time we have him I will  greet him with his first name and I will See what will say about it"Billy said With her fulfulde accent

Billy is half shuwa arab and half fulani her mom is shuwa arab from maiduguri and her dad fulani from adamawa state ,she looks like her mom that you will think that they are identical twins, but picked her dad's accent

"Whatever you says milady" I said bowing

"You are not well iman noti ya kuwaunche a kanki wallahi, a nut has loosen in you head"she said

"Thank you" i said frening hurt

"You are most welcome, you know we as friends we are supposed to advice and help you" Billy said

"Mtchewwwwww na you na sabi" I said going to my room to change

Komal ❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️

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