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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
2 weeks passed with Zainab always going out with Mu'allim and Zulaiha. Sometimes he would be busy with Mustapha and Ya Ameer but will still create time to be with her.
They went for shopping and visited every angle in Paris. She also took some shots with Deeja's iPad. Now she's back to her country sweet country.
Home sweet home
She resisted the urge to kiss the ground when she was about to enter the car. The driver came to pick them both.
"Glad you're back huh?" Mu'allim questioned raising his eyebrows and she nodded her head whilst sniffing the air.
"Well talk to you later. Reach home safely." He blew her a kiss and she caught placing it on her chest.
"Ba ruwan mu da haters." She whispered to him and glared them.
"Bye mi amor." She waved.
"Bye tesoro." He waved too and closed the door
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