Made To Believe ✔️

Chapter Six

KAREEM'S POV

I watched the uber drive away as I kicked a stone on the curb in frustration. She didn't say no but neither did she say yes. Women were a complicated species but I was not one to give up. I got into my car and drove to the nearest supermarket to grab some chocolate and ice cream for my girls. I had already told Nuru what a guy does for an upset lady and I was a man who held up his end of the bargain.

I couldn't help but keep thinking about Diana though. She had this energy about her that compelled you to bow at her feet but also hold her in your arms safely for protection. She had been broken before I could see that much from how defensive she was. I just wished she could see that I had nothing but honorable intentions towards her and would never dream of hurting her. My predicament was how to get her to see that.

I got to my sisters apartment a little later then normal and found my two special ladies already having supper.

"Thank you so much for waiting. I feel so loved."I commented sarcastically earning myself an eye roll from Jamila.

"We refuse to starve ourselves to make you happy."She retorted as I took my seat next to Nuru who's mouth was stuffed with rice.

I kissed her forehead as my sister served me a plate.

"Ladies these are for you."I declared handing each of them a chocolate bar and a tub of ice cream.

"What are these for?"Jamila asked suspiciously.

"Can't a man surprise his favorite sister and niece?"I questioned not wanting to get into the whole reason why I bought the items.

"You're right, sorry. Thank you."Jamila responded and I smiled.

"Thank you uncle."Nuru mumbled trying to get the tube of ice-cream open but it was immediately snatched out of her hands.

"Oh no you don't young lady. Finish your food first and only then can you have your ice cream."Jamila scolded and Nuru pouted but still continued eating.

I chuckled at their exchange as I dug into my own food. Jamila filled me in on her day and the orders she'd done. It was painful watching her struggle to make money. She didn't need to work, I could easily support them both but she was too strong headed to let me. She had gotten pregnant with Nuru while in college so she never got to finish thus had no proper degree to get a good job.

She stopped me from using my connections with Vihaan to get her a job saying she could handle herself. I just wished she'd let me help her, it would make her life so much easier. But according to her I was already doing more than enough. If you asked me though, I was doing the bare minimum. I could not cure her heartbreak from losing the love of her life but I could solve all her financial problems if she let me thus easing her burden. What is it with all the strong headed women in my life? First my sister who would not let me help then Diana who didn't want me to date her. So stubborn. Well at least I had Nuru who was still untainted by the cruel world we lived in.

"Can I have my ice cream now?"Nuru demanded pushing her empty plate away.

"Of course muffin, good job. Here is your reward."I declared opening the tub of ice cream for her before pushing it towards her with a spoon.

She dug in with a hearty smile.

"You spoil her."Jamila scolded and I shrugged.

"Only because her mother is such a grouch."I teased earning me a glare.

"I'm not a grouch."She defended.

"Only a grouch would say that."I retorted and she huffed before getting up and starting gathering the plates.