Somewhere in the renown Abuja city lies the eminent Rayville American University owned by the multibillonaire tycoon, Hassan Shashi. The school was attended by the upper crusts and the old money, heirs and heiresses of successful enterprises and pri...
Fatima's P.O.V Thanks mom, dad, twins, thanks for the birthday wishes. I love you all.
We love you more.* They all screamed out in unison.
Happy birthday darling. *Yesmeen yelped hugging me after I hung up the call.
Thanks ma'am *I beamed.
Get ready, I have a little surprise for you.
Awwwnnn, you are such a darling. What is it?
I told you it's a surprise. Cmon, go and get ready. *She rolled her eyes pushing me into the bathroom.
Tell me a little about it mana.
She softly pushed me and closed the bathroom door.
Only after you get ready. *She clamored.
So not fair. *I mumbled.
I changed into a purple top and skinny jeans after douching. I tied my hair into a pony tail, keeping my face natural. Yesmeen wasn't in the room so I shambled to the living room. I was awed and bewildered by the so called surprise.
It was a well decorated table with gift boxes, cake and champagne. I was so astonished and gratified. I felt special and important that tears of happiness began rolled down my cheeks.
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Surprise *Yesmeen yawped from behind.
I twirled around to face her. I couldn't speak a word. I only stared at her with so much love and adoration as the tears continued cascading down my cheeks.
Hey, what's wrong? You don't like it? *Yesmeen asked wiping my tears with her thumb.
Thank you so much Yesmeen. I love you. *I hugged her.
Cmon, don't be a stranger. *She pinched my cheeks gently.
We had alot of fun, cutting the cake, popping champagne, dancing, and opening the gift boxes. The gift boxes contained a jewellery set, an evening dress, a pair of stilettos and a clutch. I was so grateful.
Aslam called and wished me a happy birthday. He wanted to have lunch together somewhere but I insisted he come over to the restaurant in the hotel we were staying.
I have been anticipating for a call from Ammar but I received none. I was so disappointed. So many birthday wishes from friends and family but I only wanted to hear it from one person, Ammar. Maybe he has no idea it's my birthday since I never told him. I thought.
Aslam and I met for lunch at the Connaught restaurant.
How are you? *Aslam asked after our food arrived.
I'm good, You?
I am also good. Happy birthday once more.
Thank you, I appreciate the birthday wishes alot. *I smiled, and the lunch too.
