The two stare at one another with silence dancing between them. One angered by her visitor and the other Annoyed. "Mr Zayd i dont appreciate you forcebly entering my house and using that tone with me. I will call the police if you dont leave." her small hand point to the door as she spoke. Anger filling her but she wasnt alone. Huzayl too was getting angry but he decided against being imature. "Look i didnt come here to fight, argue nor anything ok. i just came to talk to you that is all" big manly hands raise in surrender as the man spoke "Juat hear me out and i will leave." he shoves his hands into his suit pants pockets and straightened. His eyes never leaving the nymph elf like woman in front of him. Her beauty fighting to distract him.
Kelani wraps hands around herself at the undecided look the man gives her and points to her kitchen. Her bare feet making patty sounds as she walked but the she on the other hand was mind clouded. The image of Mr Zayd's smug fit legs on suit pants made him drool worthy and Kelani hoped that her eyes didn't give her away. "coffee or tea?" she asks once in the kitchen. Hoping the distraction would help clear her mind "coffee would be fine" Huzayl answered. His eyes stuck on the seductress as she moved to the coffee maker to make two cups for them. His mind calling his heart to change its decision but everything was set. His plan was going to be carried out.
Kelani wasnt sure why but her mind told her that it was going to be a difficult talk.
"How do you take your coffee?" her hands shake but she tried soo much not to show. "strong with milk and no sugar.." Weakness was for failures and she was no failure. So still with her back to Mr Zayd she straitened and took a deep breath before letting it out.
Two mugs in hand later she sat poised opposite Mr Zayd. Lips pouted, eyes narrowed and one brow arched.
"so?"
Huzayl cleared his throat and looked at his coffee before looking back at the woman in front of him. It seemed like the two of them weren't much of talkers and he liked that though he wasn't sure if it was a temporary thing for Mrs Omari.
"i have a proposal for you. One you can either accept the easy or have me pull strings. The choice is yours." he said.
His voice clear and commanding. Something Kelani hated.