Chapter 10

Still Not Good With POV's, Hope You'll Get The Drill

Omar's POV

I walked into my office after I left Rabiah's. I sat on my chair staring out of space. My mind was on Rabiah and her hug. I wanted to hug her one more time. It was so warm. Her hug had a way of calming me. It held a meaning. Gratitude. I'm guessing? But, I felt different in her arms. I hope it meant something else. I really do.

Her fragrance still lingered on my shirt which was of strawberry coupled with rose. I was lost in her hug. It's like I had no worries. Can I say I loved hugging her? I mean, could it be wrong if I'm wanting another hug from her? I deserve this, don't I? How can just one hug make me like this? How can just one hug make me want more?

Rabiah's POV

After I hugged Omar today, it was confirmed that I really like him. My heart raced a marathon when I had my arms wrapped around him. It was magical. But, he didn't push me away. Why? Did he like how I hugged him? He didn't say anything rude. Rather, he smiled. What does his smile means? I'm confused.

Omar's POV

Could it be that I'm liking her? It's kind of strange. Why? I've never asked any of my employees to return after I fired them. Even the ones who quit themselves. But, this is just different. She manages to make me want to change. Ever since I and Rabiah spoke, I felt the urge to amend my ways. Ameenah's right. Rabiah is different. She might turn out not to be my Mom. But, I've locked my heart ever since Fareedaht cheated on me. My Mom also cheated on my Dad.

Rabiah is a strong-willed person. After all she's been through, she still puts a smile on her face. Not everyone does that, right? We all have our flaws. When I went to visit her, the thing I noticed about her is her modesty. She covers her hair. She was done praying when I arrived. Her scarfs, hijabs and veils shows her beauty. When she saw me at her place, her jaw dropped. Why? She wasn't expecting me. It was kind of cute. I remembered the hug again. I wanted it again.

So, I stood up and walked out of my office. I got to the door of her office. I wanted knocking. But, I just couldn't. What I wanted was far more important to knocking, right? I barged into her office. I saw her stood up. It's like she was startled when she saw me. What was I doing in her office? No - Why did I barge into her office?. I approached her and engulfed her into a hug. The feeling I had earlier was still there. I was lost again. It was warm again. Her scent was here again. I had no worries again. I loved hugging her again. I hugged her for what felt like forever but she didn't let go. She just stood there. I felt her heart racing marathon. I wonder why? After what seems like I was satisfied, I let go and smiled at her.

"Sorry, and Thank You, Rabiah" I said to her and walked out of her office.

Rabiah's POV

I sat on the chair trying to comprehend what my new job is all about. I brought her the jotter where I wrote what Omar said. I read the first line and I was lost. I remembered when I hugged him. To my surprise, the door opened making me jump from me seat. Omar walked in. He walked in with an "I want this" look written all over him. But, what does her want?

When he came closer to me, my heart started beating faster. This had never happened to me. Not after my relationship with Bilal who left with a "Goodbye" or "Take care". I mean, who does that? After 2 years of dating. I was swept off my feet and snapped out of my thought when I felt him wrap me around his chest. Damn! He's tall. It was magical. Then, I realized that the look he had earlier on was all about a hug. I was lost. His fragrance was of vanilla. I smiled at his back. When he released me for what seems like forever, he smiled saying "Sorry and Thank you". "You're welcome" I said to myself. If I'm correct, he apologized because he thought I was offended by it. And he said thank you because he enjoyed it or I gave him relief. Which is correct?? Ya Allah. I said falling to my chair. Still smiling though!+

Huh! Enough hugging for now!! It's been a while I've been hugged and she had two hugs in a row. Damn!! How lucky can one get???

Rabiah's lucky! Ha--

Well, let me hug my Chemistry assignment... Who loves Isomerism?

I know it's a short chapter, right?

I'm not a fan of long chapter, so, bear with me, Lovelies!

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