Istri Habibi Novels & Stories

the man smiled at the audience. Kurt’s mother flashed an evil smile. Kurt and Annika were both stunned. They didn’t know something like this would come up. Catherine planned to embarrass Annika in front of many people, but what she didn’t know is that Annika was a good singer. Annika looked at Kurt’s mother with a smirk. It’s on, bitch. She stood up and gracefully walked to the stage. Kurt was nervous but he couldn’t do anything. Annika took the mic. “Hello, everyone. My name’s Annika. I am with my boyfriend, Kurt Morgan.” The spotlight went to Kurt. He waved his hand and smiled, but he was still nervous. “Tonight I will sing Girl On Fire and I dedicated this song to the mother of my boyfrie

" Please go and bother your husband. Where is Sahil?? " Coming... But what is going on between you two?? He has become your best friend. Isn't it?? You are always asking for him. I hate both of you. " " He is my best friend and you are bestest. " I said like Viren. " Bestest is not even a word... Means I am not your friend now?? " " Ask Viren, it is his favourite word always describing Srusti as bestest. " I said with a grin.

I said. "And is that jealousy that I detect in your voice?" She raised her eyebrows. "What?" I narrowed my eyes. "Don't be stupid. Why would I be jealous?" "I don't know. Maybe because you like him?" She smirked. "Like?" I let out a humourless chuckle at this. "Stav is the most annoying and stubborn man I have ever met. Why in the world would I feel anything towards him other than pure hatred?" "I don't know. A woman's brain works in mysterious ways." She shrugged.

he winked and drew the lady beside him who was now chatting away with another woman closer. " Tom Uriel Carrington McConnell! That is no way to get a woman's attention" the lady scolded and gave him a little smack on his belly. " But it got yours" he chuckled out and kissed her on the cheek. " Iris meet my beautiful wife, my beautiful wife meet a beautiful Iris" " I try to make him more polite but he deliberately chose not to. I'm Annabelle by the way. It's nice to meet you Iris." She smiled and pulled me in for a hug which I had no problem returning.

The hat is just a diversion. In a flash, his hands dart to the croissants, and collides with my planned smack with the fork. “Ow!” He pouts, pulling his hand back and massaging it, then turns to Bibah all puppy eyed like a child ready to whine and throw a tantrum. “Just one croissant, Habiba, I’m not asking for the world, just one…” Bibah rolls her eyes, flipping the edge of her black hijab over her shoulder. The pouts are her weakness, and Akio knows it. She doesn’t even try to resist. “Bells, let him have one.”

Aunt Agatha said as they hugged each other happily. The moment they broke the embrace, their attention went to me. “You must be Amara?” the woman named Habibi asked. “Yes, I am. It’s nice meeting you.” I answered. I offered a hand but to my surprise she returned it with a hug. “I heard about what happened. I am very sorry. I hope you’ll find your peace here with us. We will help you. We are always at your side.” she said trying to encourage me with her words. “Thank you. I am also wishing for the best.” I replied.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

They both picked up their bags and walked poshly out of the room, heading straight to the car. They got to the car, and Martina ignited the engine. She put on her audio player and increased the volume. “Yes, baby!” Caterina yelled after she heard her favorite Italian Hip- hop song, Habibi by Ghali play. “I knew this would drive you crazy!” Martina said in a loud voice as they danced to the song. “You know the best Martina!” Caterina yelled in excitement. “Uh, happy day! Uh, happy days!” “Uh happy day! Uh happy days!“ They both sang at top of their voice and began to laugh.

"Umm... this is so tasty! Daniel, you should go to MasterChef, you will definitely win!" Anna said, munching the lasagna happily. "Thank you, ma'am!" Daniel said, bowing his head. "Are you done?" Travis asked who was sitting beside her looking at her with his sleepy tired eyes. "I just started!" Anna said and kept eating the lasagna ignoring her husband’s puppy eyes as he badly wanted to sleep but she won't let him sleep until she is satisfied!

He cautiously asked. “Wild guess.” She was still smiling. “I’m Hailey by the way.” She waved her hand up in the air. “Damen. Damen Laurent.” He nodded lightly. “Ah, can you tell me… which way to go?” “Oh, yes. Second floor. Down the hall. Left side. 2B.” “All right. Thank you.” He smiled again. “Have fun you too.” She said and walked away.