Zubeida in stilettos

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Zubaida in stilettos

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Husnaa P.O.V:

Who would've thought, granny Akoo got guts, and for once my brother enjoying himself. This whole dinner going great, especially for the lovebirds, couldn't keep their eyes off each other, and I notice a change in Zuhayr, he ever so often checking Zubaida out, I knew by inviting her this dinner would be awesome.

Guess my instincts prove right, they are talking to each other, wonder what they saying....

Just then I receive an invite on bbm, I wasn't really paying attention and just accepts. It Irfaan...How did he get my pin?

Me: Hey how did you get my pin?

Me: oh okay

I'm gonna kill that girl

Irfaan: where are you?

Me: I am at Shuaib place

Irfaan: aahh the big supper, did I miss much?

Me: Only the showdown of the century between Ur gran and my bro

Irfaan: serious! Lmao (laughing my ass out)

Me: Yep, listen got to go bye

Irfaan: okay talk later

Wonder what his deal....

Anyways I decided to check on the two lovebird, and let me just tell you, never spy on two people in love, its disgusting, and too lovey dovey for, but before I could escape without being notice, my stupid phone rings, it Muhammad, remember him, from cape town...What he wants

Shuaib; hey what you doing here?

Me: uhm busted, sorry got to take this call

So I leave them and go into the backyard, and answer

Me: salaams

He very old fashion,

Moe; wasalaam how are you?

Me: I'm fine thanks and you?

Moe: I'm alhumdulah, listen I got a small favour to ask, I won't be in school for week, got some family issues, could you please keep worksheets for me, I need all the help, since it almost June exams

Me: uhm sure, hey what wrong, you know you can tell me?

See Moe parents are divorce and it really been hard on him, he hardly sees his father since he got remarried, and for any boy, it important to have a father figure, he loves his mom, so he couldn't tell her.

Moe: I'm fine, just my father taking me and his new family camping, but I'm not sure if I should go or not, mom insisting I must go, but she will be alone, she always been there for me, and this week especially going to be hard for her, you know because been five years since the divorce...

Me: Well go, I will see to your mom, you know she loves spending time by us, just go and enjoy yourself, we invite her to stay for the whole week, and we have an extra bedroom.

Moe: aw thanks Husnaa, it really means a lot

Me: it nothing really, just enjoy and stop being such a worrypansy.

Moe: lol thanks, take care see you soon

Me: bye and bring me a lots of photos

Now to tell mom of my improtu guess...

Me: mommy, when last did we spend time with aunty tasneem, I, miss her, why don't you invite her for tea or sleepover

Mom: Oh sweetie, we first need to know if she free, but that sound like a good idea, especially around this time for her, she really need her friends

Me: exactly and I'm sure she free, Moe going with his father camping so she all alone, and he asked to look out for her, he really care for his mom

Mom: I know sweetie, his a good boy

Zuhayr: what you two gossiping about?

Mom: oh shush, we thinking of having aunty tasneem over for few days

Zuhayr: okay, shame she really sweet, always make big breakfast for us.

Me: yay, we going to have an exciting week

I decided to tell Moe his good news

Me: hey guess what my mom said yes!

Moe: thanks I owe you big time, hey do you know anyone by the name Irfaan?

Me: yeah, Shuaib cousin why?

Moe: stay away okay

Me: why?

Moe: trust me, he not worthy of you

Me: how do you know of him?

Moe: His a friend of a friend, just delete him please

Me: nah uh not until you tell me the real reason

Moe: fine! Keep him, but don't say I didn't warn you

I wrote back but he put his phone, so I couldn't get any more, and I just understand, it not like I like the guy, sure his handsome, but sooo not my type...Why would Moe be worried though... I need to find out and soon.

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