It was September, the weather is so cold and its raining heavily. She's not a fan of cold, in fact she doesn't like cold at all she prefer a simple weather not cold nor hot, who are we talking about? She is the daughter of a billionaire Imran rasheed who is a business man he has a lot of companies outside countries alhaji Imran came from an extended family and he taught them how to respect and be smart as well as intelligent. she is one of his 7th daughter among his 10 children. Najwa Imran by name 22 years of age. Her hobbies are sketching and reading books. she's in her third year at the University studying art and design. At first her dad didn't approve of her to study art and design he wanted her to study medicine but her mom, Zainab sultan

　　convinced him to allow their daughter to choose the course of her choice since she will be the one to study, Medicine nowadays is tough for those that are not a fan of it, except the gurus. She know her daughter very well. Her brothers and sisters are gifted with intelligence but thankfully all is well the little knowledge she has, is grateful enough. She's talented in Art, she can draw very well.

　　Alhaji Imran has no choice but to listen to his wife so he allowed her to study art and design.

　　"Greetings mom and dad" Najwa greeted her parents

　　"May our blessings be with you" they uttered

　　"Oh Najwa wait. Here take this money buy me some groceries at the super market on your way back to school tell your friend Reema to assist you"

　　"OK mom I will be on my way"

　　"Alright dear"

　　The driver was already waiting outside. She quickly entered the car busy checking her phone to make sure she won't be late. After a bit the lecture ends, it such an exhausting day for her due to the fact that they did 4 lectures. she was beyond exhausted and she needed to buy her mom some grocery. She was sad about the news Reema told her earlier, that her sister phoned her they promised to visit one of their aunt by 5 O'clock and it almost 15 minutes to 5. She had no choice than to go alone. Though she cheered her up that it's okay to go alone. Besides, she won't be available always to accompany her. After a little bit of assurance, they both go on their separate ways.

　　She phoned the driver 10 minutes earlier before the lecture ends, so she went outside and he drove her to the supermarket. She was busy walking and looking into the list of things her mom scribble for her to buy, when she felt her head bump into something or someone. She felt pain penetrate through her head as if it's been knocked to a wall,

　　The guy furiously snapped towards her with with much anger finding a young beautiful woman holding her head. Maybe from the little accident. For a moment, he stood still, his eyes scanning her.

　　Who is she why will she be walking without watching where she is going. His inner mind tells him

　　Najwa was preoccupied with the surging pain when she heard a male voice straight into her ear. It almost turned her deaf. Why would he shout at her, after all she didn't step on him by mistake

　　"Hey you!! Can't you watch where you're going. What kind of person walks without watching. So annoying" To say Najwa was surprised by his statement will be an understatement. In all her life, no one spoke to her like he did. Who is he? She remembered what her dad told her to respect, be patient and learn to control her anger at times. So she did the most nicest thing. Apologize.

　　"Oh I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional. I was busy checking some list of items. I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you. You see I also knock my forehead let's call it even" She let out with a smile but that smile faded when the guy took a slow steps towards her. She could swear her heart did a flip by their close proximity.

　　"Oh shut up that's how ladies of nowadays are, they bump into you and say I'm sorry, it wasn't intentionally. If you had focus on where you were going, then this wouldn't have happened. Such a careless girl that's how low class people like you does "

　　Najwa take a look at her self to see what's there in her dressing that shows low class, she knew that her dressing mode is alright. She felt something strike in her heart that she felt like shouting out her lungs at him. She tried to listen to her father's words but this time she will talk some sense into this trash if she doesn't then she won't be at ease today. If he'd not respect himself then she has no choice too.

　　Folding her arms across her chest, she stare straight into his eyes ignoring the prying eyes of the few people present at the place. "Oh you think I'm a low class that lie intentionally, go and ask who is Alhaji Imran you will know that I'm not a low class woman.  Let me talk some sense into a trash can who doesn't know his limit I'm not the kind of girl who you will apologize and get away with. I apologized but instead you make things worse because  you have no sympathy for women  you are not a good person. Let me tell you, you are the lowest of all men even a begger is better than you who doesn't have respect for women"

　　He furiously raised his hands to give her a slap in such a way that she won't be able to recognize herself, and will lose consciousness but he remembered what his mom told him that patience is the key to success and every trouble, in as much as it makes you a better person. So he withdrew his hands. Thus, the girl

　　didn't appear frightened.

　　"Hmmm I thought you wanted to slap me. Why did you stop? You would've regretted slapping the daughter of Imran" she exclaimed, the corner of her lips twitching up.

　　"You should thank my mother you are lucky if not I would've teach you a great lesson today" he watched her with so much outrage in his face.

　　"Hahaha" A loud laugh revamped through his ears and it came from her. "You are so funny. you don't respect women, how would you even recall and listen to their good advice"

　　"Don't try to test my patience what ever your name is mind your language"

　　"I don't have time to waste in battling with an arrogant man like you"

　　"Why would I even keep arguing with an unmatured girl like you"

　　Both turned around and went on their separate ways with hostility in their hearts.

　　After she's done with her shopping, she ventured out where the driver was already waiting for her. She knew he would be cussing at her for taking long. Without wasting anymore time, she set her things in the back sit and got in the car. The driver noticed her changed expression and decided to ask her about it but got nothing in return. She was beyond pissed to even talk.