Novel-novel oleh Dhuke

Brrr… Brrr… Brrr… The shrill vibration of my phone cut through the silence, pulling me out of my grief. I glanced at the screen. Victor. I quickly wiped the tears from my face, took a slow breath, and answered. “Hey, Victor.” “Hey,” he said. “Are you still free this evening?” “Yeah, I am.” “Great. Do you want me to pick you up? Just send me your address.” Before answering, I instinctively looked at Raihan, expecting another dark glare. Instead, he simply smiled and gave me a small nod, silently telling me to go ahead. I turned my attention back to the call. “No, it’s alright,” I said. “Just text me the address. I’ll make my own way there.” “You sure?” “Yeah. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.” “Perfect. I’ll send it over now.” “Alright. See you soon.” “See you.” I ended the call and, almost instinctively, looked back at Raihan, searching his face for the irritation I was certain I’d find. “Do you want me to drive you there?” Raihan asked quietl

“Khm-hm.” He briskly brushed the stain from his trousers and composed himself, feigning as though his rather undignified fall had never happened. "So... what kept the lot of you so engrossed?" he asked, striving to sound indifferent, though the jealousy in his voice betrayed him. "They stopped by to see how I was doing," I said. "They also told me we've been assigned a semester-long project." "Then why haven't I received an email?" he questioned, his brows knitting together in confusion. I let out a quiet chuckle. "More likely because you haven't bothered checking your inbox," I replied matter-of-factly. "Raihan," I called out, stopping him in his tracks. "Why didn't you seize the opportunity to apologise to Drey while he was here?" “Lol… I was going to apologise to him,” he said with a shrug. “Then I realised he didn’t deserve one.” "Mate, you cracked a bottle over the bloke's head and still couldn't swallow your pride long enough to apologise?" I said, staring at him in dis

I couldn’t bring myself to attend my lectures after everything that had transpired between Raihan and me earlier that morning.The moment his parents departed, an oppressive silence engulfed the apartment, making the atmosphere feel inexplicably heavier.For reasons I couldn’t quite articulate, I found myself growing increasingly apprehensive in Raihan’s presence.“Are you still dwelling on what my father said?” Raihan asked, his perceptive gaze fixed intently on me. “I’m certain he was merely having a bit of fun with you.”“It’s fine,” I replied, forcing a faint smile. “I’m not bothered.”I lied to him because in reality every word his father had uttered echoed in my mind.The probing questions.The unmistakable look of recognition.The unsettling invitation.The more I reflected on it,the stronger my intuition became that Raihan’s father knew far more than me……..and my family .My thoughts wandered back to the peculiar name Raihan's mother had mentioned."Liam..."The name reverbera

"Who the hell is that?" Raihan barked. He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and strode out of the bathroom to answer the call. "Hey, Mom, you can't possibly be serious." "What in the world are you doing at my hostel?" Raihan's voice carried faintly from the bathroom as he spoke on the phone, his tone laced with astonishment and disbelief. "What if I had gone out?" Raihan exclaimed. "You should have at least called me before showing up here," he said, exasperation evident in his tone. I hastily finished my shower and made my way back to the room to slip into something more presentable. I made my way into the living room and immediately noticed two distinguished figures stepping into the apartment. His parents, I surmised. No sooner had they crossed the threshold than Raihan’s mother subtly wrinkled her nose, as though an unpleasant odor had offended her senses. “Good heavens,” she muttered, surveying the apartment. “What on earth is that smell permeating

"Baby Boo."I heard Raihan's velvety voice penetrate the haze of my slumber."Still fatigued?" he teased, a trace of mischief lurking in his tone.I remained cocooned beneath the sheets, reluctant to emerge from the comfort of sleep."It's already morning."A low, amused chuckle escaped him.There was an unmistakable note of satisfaction in his voice, as though he found immense amusement in disrupting my peaceful rest.“You’re going to be late for your lecture,” Raihan said casually.Still enveloped in the remnants of sleep, I instinctively pushed the duvet aside and sat upright.A heartbeat later, the realization dawned on me.In my groggy state, I had completely forgotten that I was stark naked—and that Raihan was standing mere feet away, watching the entire spectacle unfold.Mortification swept through me with astonishing force.Without hesitation, I snatched the duvet and draped it over myself, desperately attempting to salvage what little dignity I had left.A mischievous smirk tu

I returned to the hostel with excitement still coursing through me. "Hey." Raihan's voice immediately drew my attention the moment I stepped inside. I looked up and found him observing me with an unreadable expression. Something about the intensity of his gaze made me feel as though I had just walked into an interrogation rather than my own room. “What can I do for you?” I asked, tossing my bag onto the bed. A slow, inscrutable smile tugged at the corner of Raihan’s lips. “I told you a few days ago,” he began, his voice deceptively calm. “No one lays claim to anything I’ve already decided belongs to me.” I stared at him, completely perplexed. His gaze remained fixed on me, unwavering and intense. “What exactly is transpiring between you and that doctor?” A slight frown creased my forehead. “What are you talking about?” His expression darkened. “Don’t feign ignorance, Lucas.” “I’m talking about the doctor in the white coat.” A humorless laugh escaped my lips. “And if th