My heart healer (Mahnoor's story) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8

Today being Thursday, Jafar the groom to be was seated admist his friends in one of the most expensive and classy hotel in Nigeria, LEVINTS HOTEL AND SUITES based in Abuja that capital of Nigeria, Jafar is from a wealthy family and likes going for anything classy and rich, so it's no surprise when he paid for  9 of his friends and his accommodation in that hotel, Arfat, Aliyu, Shaheed, Halima, Nabeela, Zeezee, Khalifa, Sani and Noori

They all arrived from their currently based town to Abuja the day before, the group of ten were seated   in a secluded area or some sort of sitting room made in the whole wide hotel lobby,

From their position they were able to see every person coming into the building, they were talking about the events plans for the whole wedding celebration, with Khalifa whose mind was far away thinking on when Noori will arrive.

It was past 10 am when, Shaheeda first sighted Noori coming in, pulling her suitecase with its wheels, she was in a black stirrup that was ankle length, then an ash T-shirt that had short sleeves and was just waist length, then ash high top sneakers,  drapped over her arm was her out wear and veil, leaving her hair messy but cute messy bun open, with her face covered by black sun glasses, everyone passing must stop and stare not once not twice at her, because apart from beauty and her thick figure to die for, she screamed classy and natural,

She headed to the receptionist,

"Hmm, i could swear that lady looks like Noori" Shaheed said, it was long he saw her,

They all turned to see her and it was Jafar and Khalifa that confirm it was indeed Noori and they were all surprised at her transformation

"Oh my got, she got rid of that ugly fat body" Zeezee bluntly said

"Her body was never ugly, yes she was fat, but her fatness was curvy and attractive" Halima who happens to be Jafar's ex girlfriend said, they all knew Zeezee never like Noori right back in college,

"Damn, she sure looks different, damn Khalifa you are always lucky"

"They aren't together" Jafar said,

"Why is checking in, i thought you covered that" Aliyu asked Jafar

"Oh she wanted her own suit and insisted on paying" Jafar replied

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It wasn't that group alone that was mesmerized and captivated by the lady that just walked into the hotel,

The chief execute owner of the hotel, who happens to be visiting Nigeria to check on his business, was about walking over to the lift as two of his staffs were following him with papers to sign,

And as Allah has it, his eyes landed on the entrance just when that perfect beauty came in, even from afar he could see the poker face she wore behind those sunglasses, and to him there isn't a lady that made poker face beautiful, he watch as she headed to the receptionis,

He quickly dismissed his staff and hurriedly walked to the receptionist, on reaching there, the lady was about to say something, but he shushed and dismissed her with his eyes still on Noori who was busy scrolling her phone,

And he set to attend to her as the receptionist, "here my payment receipt" she said giving him the phone as she rummage through her handbag, she was yet to spare him a glance and to him her voice was perfect

"Owkey Ma'am, here is your key card but just fill this and sign here please" he said as he forward a paper and a pen,

"I did that on-line" she said as she begun to fill in one of the papers, she still didn't look at him, it's like she had master the act of minding what's in her presence rather than looking around or something,