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Chapter seven👑

Serena- Safari🎶

Mammiey placed the already prepared mocha coffee with preferred additives– honey,sugar,milk thn eggs on toast frittata and potato fries on Khalil's breakfast tray and had a maid send it to his room.

Balancing the tray on one hand,she knocked on the heavy doors and waited for him to say come in which he did almost immediately.

He was answering a call to god knows who when he waved for her to leave his food on the small dinning table on the balcony and then dismissed her.

"Seriously Khalil, tell me something I don't know"

Khalil blew out a tired breath as he ran his fingers through his dark curls for the umpteenth letting it fall on his face concealing his morning untamed bushy brows.

It was Sunday and it was still mornin morning at that. He dreaded Sundays for one reason boredom. Usually, he played mini golf with Abbiey at the clubhouse but his father was on a trip to Bauchi for a family meeting.

Mas'ud was sent on an emissary mission by the clansmen of Zazzau to Adamawa and he stole Aaman with him saying with the pretext of returning back before midnight.

After running a few laps around the house that morning,he showered and put Aaman on call for a little tête a tête.

"Okay then,try not to break any hearts over there" Khalil joked though he was serious "Remember that Fulani men don't forgive or forget and that Adamawa is their land"

"Pffft,they don't scare me plus,I'm keeping my hands to myself"

"Shocking!" Khalil mocked exclaimed making Aaman to roll his eyes.

"Don't act so surprised Al-farsi"

Khalil pushed the glass doors to the balcony and lowered himself on one of the dining chairs. While Aaman kept talking about why he was going to behave himself,Khalil began to slice the frittata.

"You do know that you talk too much,right?" Khalil asked reclining on the chair on resting his Adidas sneakers clad foot cross legged on the chair next to him and placed the plate of frittata and some potatoes fries on his lap silently munching it.

"I don't blame you Khal" Aaman spoke up after keeping quite for some time "I blame the boredom that's disturbing your head and also the fact that Fauziya is messing with your head"

Before Khalil could think of retort, he heard the dragging beep which meant Aaman hung up on him.

Khalil chuckled slightly and finished his remaining breakfast and called for someone to come get the used plates. He wasn't spoilt,not even in the tiniest bit. Spending half of his educational life overseas,he learnt how to do some simple chores plus he was an excellent cook but damn was he lazy.

It was already a little past two when he went out later for a short drive and returned back shortly just before Mammiey begins to look for him. He kicked of his shoes and held it one hand once he stepped into the house.

"Wear your shoes back or else you want to drive out barefooted?" Mammiey questioned when he passed the foyer into the living room.

"Pardon?"

"I want you to give Hajiya Asiya the jewelry set she ordered last week"

"But Mammiey" he dragged "you can have one of the drivers do you it for you"

She narrowed her into slits "Are you questioning my authority, in fact I wanted to let you off but not anymore"

"Mammiey …"