Published September 20, 2014 by katysoqewl

“What’s all the noise for guys and Rums, i really thought you were better than to go out with your best friends crush” Unaisah chirped in

“I never went out with him and he was my friend long before you started drooling over his every picture, besides we were studying together”

“Might explaining to me what’s going on here?” tasneem asked

“ rumana and unaisah think i went out with Muhammed while in reality, i went to that professors house for tuition and Muhammed showed up, we didn’t even arrange it” i hauled

“Guys calm down, you don’t have to scream, we right next to each other.”

I just love Tasneem, she is so adultish and niceish and not so girlish. Ahe sees things from both angles. So anyway, the day ended with Tasneem playing referee between us until we made up for it.

Muhammed found out about my spat with friends and realized he was the problem, so he phoned that night, just as i got off the supper table

“asalamualykum, how’s my angry Rumana doing?”

“ wa’alaykum salaam and i’m not angry.”

“Oh ya, you know, because when you happy you yell and scream and fight”

“Just shooosh, did you phone to tell me there’s a Porsche 918 Spyder Hybrid in my garage, because if not, i don’t want to talk”

“It’s not that, but the next best thing.”

“I’m all ears”

“I phoned to say sorry for causing that dispute between Nawsheen and you, i know she likes me, and she’s mad at you, because she thinks that we dating, which is absurd, but i’m sorry”

“Can you say that again, so i can record the fact that Muhammed Rafieq said sorry”

“This isn’t the first time, so just be quiet…..”

“Yeah that’s true; my apology effect is rubbing off on you”

I slept that night with a sense of warmth. I don’t know why, but i felt some sort of closure after he apologized and it seemed like that was all i needed for the time being. My friends and i got through the dispute with the girls and to conquer our obstacles, we went to Hagendas for a full bowl of 10 scoops of Cookies& Cream ice-cream. We went to the pier after that to go set ourselves free from all this drama only to be met by Zaakir… The guy that dated Unaisah and Tasneem at the same time a while ago..







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