Laying on my stomach, a book was kept beside me, and a cup of orange juice. The balcony in my room, has a large space which can accommodate alot. And the interior designers did their best in redesigning it. At the far end, where it has a small sitting area, a posh carpet was spread on the floor, a soft one at that, and a throw pillows were beautifully placed on the carpet. A little chandelier dangling on the top, and a flower pot hung against the wall and ceiling, giving it a greenery look. A loveseat sofa with a side table and a lot more luxurious decorations. My favorite place.
Having the fresh air stimulate the atmosphere making you want to be alive to breathe in more, I turned and tossed on the pillow placed below me, to assist my posture. I was engaged in reading the new collection of books I purchased, my book shelf was upgraded with new books. I dearly love to read, and so I love to say imma bibliophile. I love reading books and collecting them. As I love to say; reading takes you out of the world, reading a book, novel precisely, can not only help diminish negative emotions and encourage positive ones, it also serves as a therapy. A therapist once said; it also heighten an individual self worth and self-esteem. Reading helps in keeping me calm and relax, for me, it opens me to many experiences and knowledge.
Tired from laying, I placed a bookmark for easily recognition of my stop and stretch. I left kausar watching 'a walking dead' from my laptop, she watched it like millionth times for God's sake, but she never gets enough of it.
I sat upright, reaching out to the orange juice I kept on the side table and took a sip, it turns out it's no longer cold. The glass door opened and kausar came in with my phone with a scowl, wonder what's my offense this time around
"Why can't you take your phone along with you, it kept ringing on the bed disturbing my watch" she growled before sitting on the sofa, handing me the phone
"I wonder what's so interesting in this film that you can't take your eyes off it for a second" I sighed then checked the missed call
"Just answer your call abeg, am going back" and she left the balcony. It was maheera who called, I was about to call her back when another call came in, I smiled and picked
"Hello"his voice came through giving me goosebumps
"Hyy" I replied, going back to lay down
"How have you been?" He asked
"I'm good alhamdulillah, how about you?" I asked
"Alhamdulillah. I was swamped with work that's why you hadn't heard from me yesterday" he explained, isn't like we're In some kind of relationship, but he make sure he had check up on me. That's so kind of him
"You needn't to worry, may Allah make it easy for you" I prayed. Catching up with him for a while, I reminded him of work but he said he's taking some rest at his office
"Gotta go, I have to round up everything for my meeting to be on time, I have to say goodbye" he whined which had me chuckling, he's full of surprises.
"Stop whining, it feels like a girlie thingy. Good luck with Ammiey" I pulled his leg
"I don't need your prayers abeg, I actually look forward to meet her, you know...." He flirt but more like tease
" Just go, what can I do with you"
"Make me yours which I'm more than ready" I almost chocked on my saliva, which kind joke be this!
"Ya Allah, am hanging off" I warned
"Okay okay...see ya" he waited till I end the call.
Someone cleared her throat getting my attention, turning to see kausar and Ammiey standing by the glass slide door seems suspicious.
I raised my brows questioningly at them, and they quickly shouted a 'nothing' nervously, my suspect knew no bound
"You sure?" I asked to confirm
" Yea Nothing right " Ammiey signalled kausar winking at her and she stammered a 'yeah no..thing'
ofcourse I don't buy it
"By the way...I'm off to office" my maa said doing her laffaya well.
One thing I like about her was that, despite the fact that she's not from here, she tries to be part of it. So, dressing like Nigerians is what she does.
"Allah's guide and protection ma, wish you best" standing up and going to where they stood.
Collecting her hand bag, we walked her to the parking lot
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A Beguiling Ruse
FanfictionIbtisam, a simple and loving girl, yet difficult when she needs to be. She posseses the aura of an angel, lighting up every place she goes to. Ibtisam was the apple of her father's eyes. He would die, just to see her smile. He had only one fear, le...
