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She got confused.
Therefore, I elaborated, “After going home, I again wanna see this presentation closely. Study it, and then tomorrow I will be announcing to your batch mates, that they should also watch this presentation and then make their second assignments.”
My words made Sani blush the deepest shade of pink, like the snug top she wore on her white jeans. She looked like a cake to me, which I was more than dying to devour.
“You really like it?” Sani asked as if doubtful.
“I like it very much. And on the day of final presentation, I’ll be waiting to see how you explain it, present it.” I inclined my face with an admiring look, making her flush with shyness.
She stood up to leave.
Uh...Oh! Why so soon?
“Wait!” I blurted without thinking.
She turned around surprised.
I toned down my voice and tried to appear normal as I said,
“I know you all had extra lectures today. So you’re getting late. But its lunchtime and I have ordered food for myself from the cafeteria. You can share.” I shrugged coolly.
She seemed a little taken aback.
“And till the food arrives, you can show me the notes you wanted me to check...um...You mentioned it in class this morning, right?” I offered hesitatingly, scared she would reject, taking the wrong meaning out of it.
Thankfully, it worked. I had remembered well how she was pulling out her notes repeatedly in the classroom, wishing I looked at them.
Grinning, Sani immediately shuffled through her bag for the notes, while I pulled out my phone and dialled to the cafeteria,
“Send one more plate please.”
I started going through her notes, when the cafeteria guy came with two plates of hot sizzling Nigerian Noodles.
Thankfully, I had ordered noodles today by coincidence. At least Sani will enjoy it. I guess it is her favourite. That day in the restaurant, she ate only those.
We started eating in silence and in no time, Sani said she was done!
“Hey, how can you be done so early? Shall I order something else or would you like one more plate of noodles?” I asked gently.
Her eyes widened,
“Excuse me! One more plate?”
I shrugged,
“Okay then, half a plate. Or do you want to have something else? How can you eat so little! C'mon, let’s order something please.” I think she was more shocked due to my tone full of disbelief.
I was determined. No way could this lunch just get over!
“But I ate my fill! I eat this much only. How much more can I gobble on?! I'm full. Why are you stressing so much over my food intake?” Sani grumbled pouting.
Why is she annoyed? Who the hell eats like a bird?!
I felt like putting this fact in her head, about how much a normal person needs to eat, in order to be safe from starving to death.
Anyway, it was our first lunch together. I wanted it to be special and needed more time with her. So, whatever it’d take to make her sit with me longer, I was ready to do it.
Trying to be nice, I softened my tone,
