Jamal scrolled through the contacts on his phone again, for the umpteenth time. He thought he had friends but he didn't. They only hung around because of what he could get for them, for the luxuries his position afforded. He played the role, always patronising, the way the very rich pretended to understand the plight of others. They polished his ego and he paid them for it. Suddenly a memory flickered before his eyes; the word 'ego' jogged something. Jamal sat back as the scene played in front of him like a movie. It was one of the rare occasions he and Nabila got along.He watched her rub lotion between her palms as she gisted him of the pre-nuptial arrangements abroad where wives were entitled to half of their husband's property. He saw his eyes go wide, confused at how a man could just sit back and let any woman take anything from him. But that wasn't why he remembered this moment, it was what she said before, he rewound the image... "I like Ikenna." Nabila was saying, "Most of your peers just follow you around like lap dogs but Ikenna is on an even keel. You're good for each other's ego.Maganin ka wallahi[he's your medicine]"
I am Ana ....I'll give a quick introduction about me ....just a simple virgo girl ..bubbly to the people close to her and calm for the others....who keeps to herself....has a limited number of friends and didn't like being in the spot light ...and maintains a low key life ....I am a brunette with reasonable curves and stood 5'3"....that's about it !
Jack came back to his senses and tried to said something but unable to said. looking at his situation Jenny patted his shoulder and said with sympathy -" I understand your feelings. don't worry last person who saw our ru ru is still in hospital because of shock. you are quite strong hearted boy. "
It's goodBut I had to run to the dictionary a couple of times to check out some words like fervourMaybe use everyday wordsBut good plot good story you rock
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