Abdulhameed: She's my dream girl.
Fatima: He's always been my crush, every girl has a crush on him.
Abdulhameed: I love her.
Fatima: I love him.
Abdulhameed: I'm doing it for my father.
Fatima: I'm literally forced.
Abdulhameed: But she still loves...
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Our khairiyah habibty!❤️
I placed another three cups of apple drink on a silver tray and some cookies on another before walking back into the living room which was almost filled with both the male and female grownups of Abiso family, even the ones that i'd only met once.
Today being Saturday, everybody has nothing to do, so they decided to all come visit. The front door was in continual motion with guests since an hour ago. Even Saf and Mirah were here. Khairi's little cousins came over too. It was apparently a little family gathering.
Another set of girls just arrived, so I went to bring them some refreshments. After exchanging pleasantries with them once again, i retook my seat next to Nadia. They were all kibitzing and laughing at a joke Fadil and Nabil were telling them. Fadil and Nabil were Aunty sakina's 23year old identical twin sons, who came back for hols from Dublin. They were the most hilarious and handsome grown-up twins i'd ever seen.
"So you're still single since that french girl dumped you?" Farah asked Nabil with a teasing smile.
Nabil scrunched up his face as though she'd just said the most disgusting thing "That french thing? She didn't dump me.. as handsome as i am, no girl would dare dump me."
"Says the one who got admitted into the hospital for a whole week just because a certain girl broke his heart" Fadil uttered with a smirk.
Nabil looked rather offended "Shit mehn! I'd surely get back at you"
"So you aren't dating any girl? Poor guy!" Farah looked at him with a pitiful face.
"I'm not single, I'm not taken, I'm simply on reserve, for the one who deserves my heart" He grinned.
"Weird guy!" She rolled her eyes.
"Arm-wrestling, who's in?" Asked one of the boys. It was still difficult for me to remember all the blokes names considering the fact that they all looked alike- warm dark skinned, curly dark hair, cinnamon brown eyes, tall stature and the likes - and were almost of the same age, however, i was still trying.
"Yalla Abdullah, lets go first" Nabil said to the guy that suggested the idea, showing off his bulging biceps as he did.
"I'm 'finna slaughter someone" Abdullah said cockily which made us laugh.
"I'd be the referee" Usman offered before patting their backs not so lightly making them wince followed by a scowl.
"Come on! Stop acting like babies, Nabil you were just flaunting your muscles some minutes ago" Usman smirked before putting on a serious face and holding his hands behind his back "Competitors must keep one foot in contact with the floor at all times"
