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BORNO EMIRATE COUNCIL.

"No, till you give me a genuine answer." He shrugged when she gave him a hard glare.

Such a brute!

"Why are you so adamant on finding out how many men I've kissed?" She crossed her arms over her chest, really getting irked with his question and the cocky smile he has on his face. He will only feel superior if he finds out about how many men she's kissed not that she's kissed any, she never have. This piece of information is going to have so many effects of him and it will change his view of her, she don't want that.

"Because I want to know how you get to know so much skills, it doesn't look like a beginners." He shrugged, his arms also crossed across his chest while he lean behind on the white tiled wall, he looks like those rugged handsome men you see on internet when you search bad boy look. His pose is exactly that of a Calvin Klein models showing off swim trucks.

"I have kissed more than I can count with my fingers, are you satisfied now?" She let a smirk take over her face, saying that is enough to get him off his high horse for the time being. The man is constantly trying to gouge out things from her but she won't let him succeed do easily.

"Are you serious? I got married to a sleaze slut?" The narcissism marring his face vanished into thin air seeing as he isn't the one who took her first kiss like she'd said. He don't need to know the truth behind their first kiss, it shall remain hidden for as long as she wants it to be. He took her first kiss in his office and this is the second one in his chamber's powder room.

"Well, I could say I got married to a sleaze manwhore too but, don't worry, I won't. You can call me whatever you want, I don't mind." She shrugged with a smile that screams innocence, there was no hidden agenda behind her smile which really surprised him and tighten his intestines.

Her smile is freaking genuine for the first fucking time!

"If you still want me to look presentable, you can do it yourself. Or I won't touch anything, we can go out like this, I don't mind." He shrugged again, his eyes still transfixed on her smile which is slowly thinning with his words. He needs to irritate her so she won't easily catch onto his feelings for her, that'd be a peril. It shall be the last thing he does, not when she has had her first kiss with someone, he hates the mere idea of her getting intimate with someone else.

"You are way taller than me. Sit on this stool!" She huffed, pushing the stool closer to him so she can rearrange his hair again and they can leave the bathroom. The people outside probably think they are having sex or something inside the powder room. The man is just too much!

When he sat down on the stool, his height lowering, she move closer to him and started arranging his hair back in order. She is standing in front of him, he is tempted to draw her back into his arms and devour her lips all over again. The way she stared at his hair with utter concentration, her lips parting breathing hot air to his forehead. That is a major turn on, he kept staring like a possessed man and she didn't notice or she didn't want to notice. Her fingers are so soft, gentle, wimpy and light in his hair, like she didn't once move his forefinger to the side. She can be strong and mild at the same time? Such talent only Suhayr Imraan Khalid can possess.

When he couldn't shelve it in any longer, his hand promenaded to her narrow waist and draw her between his legs eliciting a startled gasp from her plump lips. With her hands still intertwined in his hair, she look down to give him her look of reprimand and objurgation. He only gave her a cute sexy smile that have her eyes widening a little knowing the man is up to something with that smile of his. There is definitely something going on in his head but she can't deny the fact that he looks tenfold ridiculously handsome with the smile. He looks like an innocent kid, but this is a full grown up man wanting something a kid would never know.

"What are you doing?" Her words came out in a breathy whisper, blowing the air across his face as she stare down. Her eyes are now dilated too just like the man below her, she doesn't know.

"Nothing, go on." That damn smile is still intact on his face so she narrowed her eyes at him, goading him to say whatever it is in his mind but he didn't make any move to add more explanation.

"Why is your hand suddenly dancing tango around my waist like this?" Her eyes are still piercing through his but he didn't let the innocent and untainted look drop from his face. He knew the woman behind that innocent face, it won't work on him.

"Can't I hold my wife sensually if I want to?" He asked simply, his hands tightening around her waist making her back arch unconsciously. She felt ethereal and putty in his arms, why so suddenly?

"Not when we concluded that we won't be physical from the beginning then no, you don't have the right." It's like another Suhayr was reinvented because the other one wouldn't have said a thing from what she felt seconds ago but this one bluntly said what is on her mind not minding how mind numbing it feels being in his arms like that. Her knees weakling like those heroines she insults when they become jelly in the cheating heroes arms.

"Oh, well, this is our religion we are talking about. We can't be married when we don't conduct the Islamic teachings." He shrugged, lying his head around her stomach, his finger moving sumptuously around her waist to her hipbone. She swallowed thickly for those unknown patterns his fingers are making is mind numbing.

"Now you know about your religion?" She raise a mocking brow while unintentionally playing with his hair, she seem lost but in a good way after a very long time. She don't feel the burden of living in the vicious world at that moment, she don't want to suffer stealing money and leaving which makes her feel whole again.

She hasn't felt that since before her mother died.

"I didn't because I have no idea my wife is drop dead but now that I do, I am more than willing to fulfill it." His voice brought her out of her daydream and she let her stomach vibrate with a chuckle which elicits a much wider smile from him.

"You are a funny man, you know that?" She chortled again, her fingers still doing salsa in his hair from left to right and right to left. It feels so natural to do it, like she wasn't the one wanting to kill him few days ago. She would've yanked and tugged hard if it were the Suhayr two days ago. It's not like she won't still do it if he says something offensive!

"My family think I am the most humourless person to grace this world so no, I don't know that." He nullified, the heat from her stomach penetrating to his face but he didn't mind. He could feel when she takes every breath and release it, it's refreshing. His mind is at peace and his eyes are trying hard to focus on the present.

They are not treating each other with derision again, what?!

"Oh, well, they need to change that. Now stand up and be a good boy." She meandered her hand to his scorching hot neck with her cool hands, he frisson at the contact because his neck has always been sensitive. She also noticed that, she grinned at the new knowledge.

"No, I want to be here." He shook his head like a bairn would and wrap his arms much more tighter around her waist again.

"Urgh, you need to stand up or Mu'adh will break this door down any minute." She groaned not removing her hands from his neck and any wrong move from him, she will use that weakness of his and make him dance to her tunes.

"Noo." He drawled, pushing his head deeper into her waist, the heat augmenting from their body contact. He is showing discrepancy, she don't even know where to place their relationship now.

The first time they met, it was hate at first sight if that is even a thing but she is hundred and one sure they hated each other. They keep gyrating around from hatred to another pits of loathe and then around again. Then few days ago, they are always fighting like cat and dog or maybe even more. And now, she can't even stand between what they are anymore. They are acting like they just arrive pubescent, all over each other like a cat to her owner. They can call it love-hate relationship now huh?

She smiled before using her cool hands to tickle his neck all around and he instantly shot up from the stool and stood far away from her. He glared at her but the amusement is demarcating between his face's expression and the one in his eyes. He now looks a little more presentable except for the kinks around his dress shirt and the tie that has turn back around, how did that even happen? She can't remember tugging at his tie, did he do that? Clearly!

"Don't do that again because when I avenge this, you are going to die due to guffaws." He narrowed his eyes into slits then adjust the tie she was just thinking about.

"We are leaving!" Tahir called loudly from behind the door startling the duo out of their staring contest.

"Let's go." She rushed out of the room before anything could stop her again, for another thing will surely leave an impression she don't want to make. There are people outside waiting for them, she don't mind the impressions but they are not leaving just like that.

Sa'eed shook his head at his cuckoo wife who clearly showed something different from her behavior today. She acted like a caring wife would, talking obliviously as she massage on her husband's hair while they chat away the night. When she said she has kissed more men than she could count, he knew she was lying instantly. Her eyes spoke volumes, she was uncomfortable to say the truth which means she has never kissed anyone before. Suhayr Imraan Khalid will never admit to that, he knew it, she wouldn't.

It was refreshing though, knowing he took her first kiss.

"Oh, look! The love birds finally decided to come out." Mu'adh chipped, his hands both pointing at them as they stood before the powder room's door looking uncomfortable. When is it that Suhayr changed?

"You guys are too much, we fell asleep." She rolled her eyes and move closer to them trying as much as she could not to show any emotion.

"No, you died and reincarnate." Was Adam's sarcastic answer to them as he push more of some sliced apple given to them when they were away, oh well!

"Who knows?" She shrugged again and plopped herself on the sofa wanting to act nonchalant about what they are talking about.

"It's getting late and we all have plans for the dinner so, off we go." Tahir stood up, taking three slices of pear and pushing it down his throat as he walk away from the table. And Sa'eed scols her about protocols, etiquettes and courtesy, look at his brothers and cousins!

"Like partying?" Suhayr interfered, Nafisa's face fell when he mentioned leaving so she wants to find out what.

"No, I'm going to study more and then chat up with friends. You know what, I need a girlfriend." He whispered the last words to her about the girlfriend and she almost leaped to the sky.

She don't even need to play cupid.

"Are you for real? The one you want to settle with or someone to mess around to keep up time?" She raise a brow, he can't be possibly thinking about other stuff. She knew he does not want to marry now, that shows clearly across his face.

"Well, I'm not sure. I'll get back to you." He hollered and started bouncing out of the chamber with swag.

"Oh well, cupid Angel might be with us soon." She said to Nafisa who was busy staring at her, trying to see what they were talking about. She don't want to give them false hopes, the guy is really bad for someone as bubbly as Nafisa.

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"What do you mean you have a proposal, Mom?" Tasneem asked, her eyes wildly staring at the woman that gave birth to her incredulously. She can't possibly be saying what she is thinking, that's not possible.

"I mean, Sa'eed's father asked whether I can marry him or not. I didn't give him any answer and I thought I should discuss this with you guys." Urshia's eyes are widely staring at her daughters' not wanting them to think they are betraying their father when they are not. She knew that is where their thoughts would be directed to.

"He dared to ask you to marry him when his son is marrying your best friend's daughter? He wants to ruin her not so growing relationship with her mother in-law before it even started? What on earth is wrong with these Nigerian men?!" Tasneem bellowed, her hands wildly going around the space between them in anger and utter fury. The man is older than their father, she is sure of that but he wants to marry their mother few days after he met them?

When her mother told them about the proposal, they were not happy but it escalated when she said the person who proposed. How dare the man propose to his daughter in-law's aunt just like that? Because she is a widow, he thinks everyone is as narrow minded as he is? Wanting to ruin Suhayr's life with the marriage that might not even work? She sometimes don't understand men at all! They are selfish, they don't think about the people around them but only focus on their own goals.

"When did that happen?" Thuraiya finally asked after a long silence in the room, she hasn't said a word since their mother dropped the bomb on them. Her older sister is handling it the same way she would.

"Few days ago." Came Urshia's small voice, she sounds so guilty about it.

"You didn't want to tell us or what?" Tasneem belched again, her eyes narrowing at the woman that gave birth to them. That is really disrespectful on normal days but at that time, she can't think of anything rational.

That is clearly disrespectful but this is Suhayr they are talking about. The lady that will leave everything and anything for them, why can't they do the same thing for her? What does she want now in a marriage when they are comfortably living in a castle all thanks to Suhayr? If she gets married to this man, she is going to declare war between Suhayr and her mother in-law. They are already tensed, this will lead to so much trouble that will leave behind trails of shattered relationships.

"How can you say that? I was going to tell you about it all along but I thought it wasn't important then." She also raised her voice but not too high, just a little notch ahead of her normal voice. They can't act like they gave birth to her when it is the other way around.

"Well, don't get married to him and turn down his proposal with a few words about loyalty. He should not think about spoiling her marriage like this! Suhayr is like a daughter to you! She even did something none of us could." Tasneem roared and with that, she left for her room whilst banging the door behind her.

No one can do that to her best friend, not on her watch. She badly wants their relationship with Sa'eed to work, they are one great couple with promise to produce fine drop dead gorgeous babies. And what has happened earlier back in their chamber is also something no one can just shy away from, it is palpably evident in front of everyone that they are all around each other. There are feelings between them, love and also sexu tension.

"I think she is right. I also got to be friends with his daughter, Nafisa. I don't want her to think I'm getting close to her because my mother is marrying her father." Thuraiya concluded then stood up and left the room rather calmer than her older sister. And she is saying the truth, people's mentally goes to great lengths, she don't want to explain herself to no one.

Urshia stared at the lane her daughters followed while weighing her decisions. Both of them are right but she is also trying to build their future for them. Well, she needs to think right and make sure she doesn't regret her decision in the future. This is the most toughest decision she's ever made in her whole life, this is hard thing to do and the mere thought of it brought this splitting headache.

Indecision...

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