On The Roof, In The Rain! ❤ #Part6

Sarah reluctantly opened the door. She wondered if he was really needed or should she just thank him for coming and let him go. She did the otherwise.
"Hi! I guess you're the guy who lives next door." She asked. Formality flushed in her accent.
"Yes! I hope you are fine. Who was it? Anyone you suspect? Should I call the police?" Nadeem asked, carrying a worried expression on his face.
"I know who it was. There's nothing to complain about. I am perfectly okay. Just a bit scared maybe. Maybe not." She suddenly realized he was still at the door. "Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't ask you to.. Do come in please." She smiled. She felt nice that there was someone with her, no matter if she hardly knew each other. For the first time, she had someone with her to be there when in need.
"Are you sure? You're fine, right? Should I make coffee for you?" He asked and then realized that he was at her place.
He was still in the amazement of being so close to her. Just a few feets maybe. Her early morning face, swollen eyes, messy hair made her look beautiful than ever.
He saw her lips moving but he wasn't able to register what she was saying. He was spell bound to her allure. She knocked him on his head,
"I'm asking should I make it?"
"Huh?" He said. With no clue of what she was saying.
"Coffee? Should I?" She said, amused at his expression.
"Oh yes! You may." He smiled foolishly. Or maybe he blushed. "Before that, should I know your name so that I can address you with something better than calling you the girl next door?" He asked with a smile.
"Sarah!" She extended her hand.
"Nadeem!" They shook hands.

It was a beginning of new friendship. A new life maybe. Nadeem and Sarah had a new journey to follow now. Let's wait and watch what's in their course of life.

#ToBeContinued

#Maisha ❤