Entangled Love ✓

Chapter 12

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Author' POV

She clearly knows whom this voice and that particular slang belong to. As much as she hates him calling her by that name, she can't help but to not adore and cherish this person. But today is definitely not the time and mood to face this spunky and brat. She has been already running out of time.

"How many times have I told you to not call me by that name."

She spats while her hand searching for her ringing phone in her bag. Zainab doesn't even spare a single glance at the person standing at the other side of the door.

"Umm...Maybe like four thousand, five hundred times. Although its a rough guess."

Zainab grits her teeth in exasperation. She takes out her phone and texts to her friend who has asked her regarding the presentation.

"Shaiq, don't irritate me. Don't you have manners to knock on someone's door before......!" Zainab's upcoming words get stuck in her throat when she saw the guy standing in front of her. Her eyes get broaden and her lips part a little.

In front of her, a six-foot inches taller guy is standing. Although, Zainab has always doubt that perhaps a two-year-old child has been occupying this tall man's body because of how he always acts. His usual breaded face is now perfectly shaved and his rather and, long, and thick brown hair has now smoothly combed to the back.

The guy who has always seen in T-shirt skinny jeans, now looking like a captured bird in full piece sky blue shirt and dress pants. His green shiny eyes have disbelief and a sign of embarrassment in them instead of the wonted mischief. He rubs his nape nervously when he notices Zainab contently examining him.

"You are forgetting dear cousin, I didn't barge into your room, it was you who have opened the door," he says with a smile.

In his mind, he try to clear his stance by showing his toothy grin to Zainab. Although he is still nervous about his new look but he has to act cool in front of her.

He furrows his brows in confusion when he saw Zainab seizing her lower lip between her teeth most probably to control a laugh and then she bends to her knees by holding them laughing insanely. Her chuckle embarrasses Shaiq more and he glares at her.

"Shaiq..... Haha..... You are.... What have you done to yourself hahaha!" She points at his face and hair while controlling her laugh which seems impossible.

Shaiq pinches his nose in disappointment. Although he knew that his cousin com best friend will make fun of his new appearance. He had a mullet for many years. If not mullet, his usual hair length has always remained long but this time he has to sacrifice his beautiful, dearly hair.

If it wasn't for Professor Wali's strictness and dislike for the long hair of boys, he wouldn't even let anyone touch his precious hair. Professor Wali has always disdained him because of his playboy look and today's presentation was a good opportunity for him to get rid of what he hates. He has strictly ordered him Shaiq to come as a sane person if he wants to participate in the presentation otherwise a straight zero is waiting for him.

"Zainab!" He warns her.

"Okay, sorry....sorry!" Zainab says while covering her mouth with her hand. No that Shaiq is not looking his usual handsome self, even according to Zainab he is looking 10x mature but the look on his face has made her lose it. The way he was looking at her like he wants approval of his look.