  &quot;Come on, Nana, what is it?&quot; He laughed as he tilted Fareeda s head to his side, and when he did, she looked into his eyes. &quot;Tell me, Fareeda, does she have a boyfriend?&quot;
  Fareeda was about to speak when Nana screamed at the pitch of her voice, cutting her of guard. &quot;Ya Fareeda! Not even a word, remember your promise!&quot; She kept shaking her head at Fareeda and Mujaheed laughed so loud because he couldn t believe what Nana was hiding. &quot;And you, Ya Mujaheed, how can I have a boyfriend? I'm just 14 years old, that will be regarded as child abuse, isn t it, Ya Fareeda?&quot; She asked, and Fareeda laughed before she nodded her head.
  &quot;Yes, it would have been regarded to as child abuse if it didn't happen the other way round, don't you think, Nana?&quot; 
  &quot;Ya Fareeda!!!&quot; She whined at the pitch of her voice and stomped her feet on the flo

  &quot;But I didn t say anything wrong, Ya Fareed. You should ve said to him that, 'Mujaheed, try this soup, Nana made it but I stirred it for her when she was praying.  But the way you said it is an intellectual theft, Ya Fareeda! You violated my copyrights.&quot;
  At this point, Mujaheed couldn t keep his laugher anymore, because he knew if it was visible, they would ve already seen the flames of anger coming out of Fareeda's ears. &quot;Intellectual theft? Copyright? Nana I'll make sure to send you to your grave today!&quot; She strangled her and Nana kept screaming.
  Mujaheed laughed before he dropped down the plate and went to them, he peeled Fareeda s hands off Nana s throat and shook his head at her, &quot;What if she dies, Fareeda?&quot; He asked with a hint of laughter on his voice even though trying all he could to sound as serious as he could.
  She rolled her eyes before s

  Aware of the intensity he kissed her with, Fareeda knew if this was a dream, then nothing could ever stop her from being hospitalized when she woke up because she wanted to stay in this dream until the day she died. She softly moaned when she felt as his fingers began to unbutton her shirt and when her successfully had her shirt unbuttoned, Fareeda had never been so thankful that she didn't have her glass on her face to see the expression he had. He was roughly kissing her and when his palms got in direct contact with her bosom, she moaned outwardly and felt as a shiver ran down her spine. This was something she had never expected from Mujaheed. She had never imagined that even in her wildest dreams, she would ever come to this length with him.
  Maybe it wasn't the way she had imagined it because it had surpassed all she could think of. With his hands all over her body and his warm li

&quot;Come on, Nana, what is it?&quot; He laughed as he tilted Fareeda s head to his side, and when he did, she looked into his eyes. &quot;Tell me, Fareeda, does she have a boyfriend?&quot;
  Fareeda was about to speak when Nana screamed at the pitch of her voice, cutting her of guard. &quot;Ya Fareeda! Not even a word, remember your promise!&quot; She kept shaking her head at Fareeda and Mujaheed laughed so loud because he couldn t believe what Nana was hiding. &quot;And you, Ya Mujaheed, how can I have a boyfriend? I'm just 14 years old, that will be regarded as child abuse, isn t it, Ya Fareeda?&quot; She asked, and Fareeda laughed before she nodded her head.
  &quot;Yes, it would have been regarded to as child abuse if it didn't happen the other way round, don't you think, Nana?&quot; 
  &quot;Ya Fareeda!!!&quot; She whined at the pitch of her voice and stomped her feet on the floor, they all burst into a peal of laughter, amused to see the way she looked.
  &quot;Okay, I won'

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