You cant fool me !
Chapter 17
“ so I’ve heard from one of my friends that you have been in touch with one of their sons?” mother says walking into my room
“ I think she must've mistaken me for someone else…”
“here's a little reminder. You remember the guy who you said ditched you on your third date…”
My mouth fell as I turned towards her swallowing the chips in my hand, “ it’s not what you think…”
“I never said anything now, im just verifying. But just know that if you interested, I can make it happen,” she said winking before closing the door
I couldn’t believe that he told his mother that we kept in touch, probably a way of him escaping all those blind dates planned out for him. I stood up rushing towards a mirror, I looked like the walking dead staying in my natural habitat. Before I could make a call I heard my doorbell ring, I quickly rushed down dressed in my dookie and gown.
I dropped the bag of chips in my hand staring at the person in front of me, “ you!”
He stood there laughing as he walked into my kitchen, my mother looking towards me asking me to go wash the mask off my face. After staring him down I rushed back to clean up a little. Speak about an amazing way to start my day.
“ what are you doing here?”
“be polite okay, your lucky that a guy is actually interested in you, ” my mother says slapping me, “ go make us some tea, his parents will be joining us for lunch later.”
I stuck my tongue out at him, rushing towards the kitchen. Should I spit into the cup…i think mixing the ingredients, after remembering that Allah is watching me I set the coffee table before being kicked into the kitchen to start cooking. When was the last time this psychiatrist cooked? About 5 years ago during a therapy session. I stood there clueless before the other guest arrived. I panicked rushing out through the back…with great responsibility comes pain in my life!
He walked in with a takeaway packet, “ I got you covered.”
“Really!” I say rushing over towards him
“Yup, you really looked like a rare species this morning I wonder what they would be called you during an animal documentary.”
“can you just give me the food!”
“ on one condition, you show me your wound…”
“ no, but I can assure you that I’ve finished all my medication.”
“ good enough for me, and remember whatever they say. Goes.”
He went back in after tossing the packet towards me. I heated the food plating it before calling everyone over. The eye contact at the table was fierce…and no I don’t have an answer for my love-hate relationship.
“ so engagement?” my mother says turning towards them
“we’ll see how the kids feel about it first,” his father says.
I smile relieved.
“ im sure it’ll work out, you guys can start planning, ” he says smirking.
My mother yelling in excitement, as I stood up retaliating her happiness, “ don’t I have a say.”
My mother turned towards me, “ speak, you’re the one staying up all night. Do you want a haraam relationship?”
She was right when I first met him I was very attracted to him. So I decided to play along, “fine, I’ll do it.”
He spat out the food in his mouth turning towards my smiling face.
Now that’s how you do it.