Chapter 12. Dia POV's

A few days later,

I got a message from Amara's Aunty Son. He invited my mom and me for dinner. I asked my mother to know whether she wants to go to the dinner or not and she accepted and asked me the location and the timing. So I told my mom he didn't say it yet.

So I messaged him that my mom would be glad to have dinner with his mom and asked what is the timing and the location

He replied informing me of the location and the time of the dinner.

I am looking to meet Amara Aunty andy min is very excited.

Dinner day

My car is not working so I have sent it to the garage yesterday. so we can take a taxi as it is easily available near our building.

After magrib prayer

My mom and I dressed up in the Abaya

I am wearing a grey loose abaya with a white headscarf. My mom wearing a plain loose black abaya with black heard scarf.

We left our apartment after praying Maghrib

We hailed the taxi and left our building as soon. There's not much traffic today.

After 30 mins later,

We reached the restaurant. The restaurant is pretty big and posh. As I entered, the waitress asked if I had a reservation. I told yes and told her our names. She guided us to a private room. I was very surprised and anxious. I was like Aunty Amara is really rich.

As I reached the private room, I greeted Aunty Amara and her son politely.

The seats are separated in a way where all four people have equal distance between each other.

But my mom and Aunty brought their chairs a bit closer. And they started chatting and in between asking us random things. It is so awkward here. A few minutes later the waiter asking our orders. My mom and Aunty Amara ordered the food in between asking our opinions about the food. The food was great.

Then we ordered some drinks, It was delicious. I had such a great meal. My mom was smiling and she was very happy.

Had a great evening.

When we were going to leave. Amara Aunty requested that they would drop us home. I declined as it does not feel good when they invited us for dinner. But she requested and I finally agreed.

On the way back home, Amara aunty kept asking about my preferences on what would I look in a guy. I replied as politely as possible even though I was not comfortable answering the questions. I just tried to keep me calm until we reached home.

When we reached home, My mom and I changed our dresses, took a quick shower, made wudhu and prayed Isha.

After praying Isha, We all went to the bed. I was very Sleep. As soon as I laid my head on the pillow I slept.

Good Night