Chapter 13

Humaid "Walida, walida " I screamed on entering into her room. she was seated on the floor and doing yoga. "Yes humaid what is it ?" She asked doing a pose that even i myself know I can't. "Remember I told you about a product that needs permission from the FCG's ? " I ask and she nods. " Well, I've gotten permission to lunch it and south Africa, Ghana and USA "have ordered for it". I said and she was so happy. "Congratulations"she beamed. "thank You, and there is a lunching party to welcome my product next week. are you gonna be my date to the lunching party? "I asked. "Of course I will be your date " she says getting up from the place where she sat. "oh my God, what am I gonna wear, is there a dress code ?" She asked. "Nope, I think you should put on a dinner dress. we'll be having the party at Sheraton hotel"I said laying on her bed. " Awww, but I don't own a dinner gown" she said, making a sad face. "Don't worry I'll get one for you"I said. "my fa