She entered their house, holding a small baby Nokia phone, talking on it. From the condition of the phone, it was evident it had seen better days, with a thin strip of white tape wrapped around its base to hold the charger in place. Another piece of tape was applied to prevent the charger from completely slipping out. However, Heenduh's voice remained calm and sweet as she spoke, her eyes occasionally closing as if in deep thought.
This time, with a hint of frustration, she said, "Ugh, seriously, I said let's meet next week here at the house because if you come now, you'll be wasting your time. I need to clean my uniform. Just so you know, Musaddiq, you can be so persistent."
On the other end, Musaddiq was exasperated. He couldn't understand why this girl seemed determined to drive him to hypertension, even though he loved her deeply. Feeling as if his heart might burst, he managed to say, "Alright, alright, my princess
