Maybe one more Time

Three: Fruits

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2 weeks later

The loud sounds of the plates we were washing in the kitchen was threatening to ruin my gist with Amal. She came over to my house and was staying for a few days. In her words, she said she was tired of her home. Funny how we all get tired of our comfort zones eh?

"I can't help how everything I do never seems to bother him. Like this guy never gets jealous no matter what. Sometimes I feel Imran doesn't really care about me." She groaned in frustration.

I chuckled lightly. "Calm down Amal. Maybe he just trusts you enough. I mean your wedding is only a few months away. He really shouldn't be at your neck for the silliest reasons right?"

"Huh? Who asked him to trust me? I want him to be possessive of me. Why will he just decide on his own that I am trust worthy?" Amal pouted.

I gave her a 'ARE YOU FOR REAL' look.

"So you don't want him to trust you then? And for Allah's sake your wedding is in 6 months"

"Ofcourse I do. I just want him to act like he cares sometimes. Idan baya kishi na ba dadi nakeji ba. And who cares about some wedding. I'm talking about right now." She sighed.

I took the last plate from her and dipped it into the bowl of water before replying.

"Well everyone has their own toxic trait and Imran's own is what you've complained about. You've known him for forever now, you should get used to it. Ya zakiyi?" I said.

"I know, I know. But it just kills me. Well might as well stop complaining since the guy never changes. No matter what I say to him." She shrugged.

"And yet you still Love him and want to spend the rest of your life with him. You guys never seize to amaze me. How you complain so much about a person and still go ahead and entwine your life with theirs. That could never be me." I tsked.

"You just so bitter Maya. It's love. And love defies all logic." Amal said.

"Anything without logic is definitely stupidity. I can't understand why you'll willingly pick suffering." I sighed.

"And what exactly is suffering? Oh dark one!!" She dramatically questioned.

"To love is to suffer." I smiled proudly.

"Yup! Hafiz is definitely an idiot." She said nodding her head as if affirming what she had just said, to herself.

"Hafiz? Why him?" I had to ask why my Ex was suddenly part of the conversation.

"He finished whatever sense you had left in you. I think we need to find you a new guy. To show you that to love, is the best feeling in the world. You just never know till you find the right person." She said.

"Yeah, that's not going to happen. I don't do Haram relationships and waste of time anymore. Besides the right guy doesn't exist. If he does he can throw himself in the Atlantic ocean. And I am never going down that 'lane' anymore. Knock yourselves out. This love thing, is not for me." I shook my head. I wasn't being bitter or speaking because I was hurt or anything. I spoke what I felt and exactly what I wanted my life to be. Or maybe I was just too hurt to know if I was hurt or not. Lol.

"We'll see Maya. One of these days. The one to sweep you off your feet will come and we'll see if you'll be able to speak all this nonsense till then and if your oh-so-called 'logic' will apply." She smirked.

I was about to object to it but Mama came in interrupting saying something about how all we did was talk till God knows when. We just laughed in reply to her and the waves of the talk changed.