Chapter 11 On Thursday

At the restaurant, I was waiting for the arrival of the Dia and her Mom. My mom and I are seated in a Private Room in the restaurant. After the Magrib, I went to my home and freshen up and change into semi-casual clothes because it would be awkward in a suit.

A few minutes later,

Dia and her mother arrived in the restaurant. She was sitting beside her more. We have an appropriate distance between each other.

When Dia and entered in our private room she greeted me and my mom politely without looking at me she kept her eyes down.

When the waitress came for orders my mother politely gave the menu card to India's mom.

Dia's mom and my mom discussed what we would eat and in between the discussion asking the opinion of Dia and me whether we would prefer it or no.

Then after that short discussion, we ordered food and a few minutes later the food arrived.

My mom and Ayesha kept talking. Did and me being in an awkward position we just answered the questions our moms asked.

After dinner, We ordered some drinks. Ayesha and my mom were happily chatting.

After drinks,

Dia and her mom excused as it was becoming late for them. My mom told me to drop dia and Ayesha to their house. Dia politely refused but my mom insisted. So they agreed.

In the jeep,

My mom was sitting with me, Dia and Ayesha were sitting at the back.

So, while driving my mom asked Dia whether she was interested in marriage. Dia replied yes but that's not her main goal.

My mom asked if you get a marriage proposal

what would she prefer? Dia said first he should respect her family. Secondly, he should properly practice Islam. Not just your know-how in today's world they how they do it.

My mom asked whether I would prefer the boy from a different country or same country.

Dia replied that as long he's a good Muslim it is fine from whichever country he came from.

My mom asked whether she would like the wedding to be fast or slow.

Dia said that she would prefer engagement first then after a few months later nikkah.

After a few minutes,

We dropped them in front of the building and they thanked us and went inside their building.

I asked my mom why she was asking so many questions.

She said she needs to know what type of guy she is looking for and do I fit according to her requirements.

I smiled and said that I don't know.

We went back to my apartment

We prayed and went to our rooms. As I went to bed I was thinking that it was an awkward and good day.

I hope she accepts my proposal.

Insha Allah.