Chapter 32

Humaids POV

"Your perfume is so nice! Where did you get it?" I complemented Aadil the moment we sat in his car.

"Thank you, it was actually a gift from a friend" he smiled happily.

"ouch, so I guess I am not your only friend anymore" I feigned hurt and he let out a loud laughter "How's Aaban?"

"He is fine" he said yawning so loudly.

"He Got you the perfume? " I asked.

"Nope, Aaban get me a perfume?. No!, He'll rather get me a plank than a perfume" we both laughed at his statement "it was a female friend, my best female friend"

"wow, hmm....  best friend?, She seems too good to be a best friend" I said, his eyes showed how much he liked her as he spoke.

"Common, we are just friends" he chuckled.

"your eyes says otherwise" I said. A notification from Walida came in and I read it.

" Baby come home, I miss you so much!" I couldn't help but smile happily.

"Somebody's wife is missing them!, Tell me, Did you enroll that wife mother chose for you in a school?" He asked about safeeya.

"Oh I didn't inform you, We got sperated, that woman is a hypocrite!" I said with no iota of guilt.

"oh my God!. What did she do?" Aadil asked.

"She is a whore, she brought a man into my house and I cought them together on my bed" I am a good lier Afterall and from the looks of things he was buying it .

"Sorry About that" he said "For how long have you guys been separated?" Aadil asked.

"Five years, The Very day we lunched Batamala, I found out" I said, memories of Safeeya's face flooded into my mind. poor woman, she left the place with her head held down.

"Oh my God, I guess we both got into a mess on the same day" he said.

"what happened to you?"

"that very day I was coming back from the Airport and i crashed into a woman" he said and I gasped.

"Did she survive?" I asked.

"yes she did, she is the one who Got me this perfume" he said smiling sheepishly.

"You like her?, Don't you?" I asked.

"Yes I do. unlike you I am not shy of Admitting my feelings" he gave me a slight nudge " I like her allot" he said.

"Is she Aware about your feelings?" I asked and he nodded in the negative.

"you must be foolish, you have to tell her, Or are you a chicken?" I said making chicken noises which earned me a light spank on my hand.

"No, Absolutely not" He said "I am just waiting for the right time"

"okay with me here, the right time will surely Approach soon, you are Almost in your thirties for goodness sake, you need a wife" I said making him roll his hazel green eyes, there was no doubt this friend of mine was more handsome than me. He was fair and tall, with a well built body. He was truly blessed.

"How old is she by the way?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Twenty six" he mumbled.

"Wow, perfect. We'll have to plan how you'll propose to her" I said and he groaned while punching me playfully. I love making him Angry.
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