"Hmm, this is like a telenovela to me" Qudrah said as soon as I told her what had transpired between me, Yusuf, and Professor Marwan in the past few weeks. "Well, I am not surprised. The man likes both you and your Yusuf a lot!"

"You can say that again" I sighed pulling over at an eatery. Actually, we were just returning back from Jasmine's house, one of our course mates back then in Zulu College. She had an accident few days ago with her fiance, Bolaji.

"Oh Fatimah, I don't like this eatery!" Qudrah complained. "Their food are too expensive o!" She apprised as she unfastened her seatbelt.

"Worry...