THE HEARTS REAWAKENING

31: CATWISE.

PROVINCE OF APULIA.
BARI, ITALY.

THE NICOLAUS HOTEL.

Lateefa isn't willing to give up though, Imad just shoot her where he shouldn't have. She does not care whether they have a sensitive past they don't want to reap out, she is not so keen on finding out anyway but she will do this. That is how she has been created, to poke her nose where she shouldn't have and end up fighting with the other person, she feels beholden to do so. It does not stop her after countless attempts in the past.

"Hey, do you love Amirah?" Lateefa offered her innocent look to Imad who only let out an exasperated breath knowing pretty well this woman won't let it slide and he is darn hungry to think about standing up and leaving. He will leave the impression that he is not over the past too.

Though annoyed beyond words, he forced a sarcastic smile upon his face and gave an answer that dropped her innocent act. "No." The guy is one sly motherfreaker.

More determined than ever, Lateefa refuse to be bovine and instead took an oath to harry him till the end of time. Not even if he is going to confess his undying love to Amirah will calm her resolve at this rate. "Are you in love with anyone?"

"I am not."

"Oh wow, who would've thought?" She rolled her eyes sarcastically again, forking a piece of chicken she tore with the table knife and chewed thoughtfully before inquiring. "Do you still have a heart in your chest?"

Imad smiled at the waitress who flashed him a flirty look but hastily dropped it when Lateefa gave her an acerbic fierce stare, she rushed back behind the counter. Lateefa smirked, she didn't know how scary she could look if she wants to but takes advantage of it all the time. It's not her fault that the damn blonde waitress looks like aphrodisia was injected in her blood before she started working. It makes her stereotype all the blonds she's met.

Picking his spoon and fork, he meandered his attention back to Lateefa with pointed look. "Can you define what a heart is?" Steam broke out from her ears and mouth, earning a satisfying chortle from Imad. "Don't look too offended, I just asked a question like you..." He pointed his fork at her ribaldly then continued, "...have been asking me."

"Fine." She consented, keeping her fork loudly on the dinner Georgian plate in front of her. She folded both her hands, fingers intertwined and placed underneath the jaw in that foolhardiness she possessed.

"A heart is a muscular organ that pumps blood through the body, traditionally thought to be seat of emotions." With another smile bagged with sackful and hefty spoonfuls of sarcasm, she added. "There, I have defined a heart for you and now you must answer my own questions."

A mocking brow is what he raised aloof at her command, he is used to being in charge and not the other way around. He shouldn't be surprised when it comes to Lateefa, she's been a pain ever since highschool. She makes him work hard to get to Amirah whenever she's got the chance to. She's harangued him but he found it all fun to perform and audition for her.

"It is not a must but shoot your shot."

She gave him that 'H, you don't know what you are saying' kind of look then huffed. "Are you in love with your new wife? I'm just curious."

"I'm not. Why does that bother you?" He paused pushing a piece of avocado in his mouth to stare skeptically and incredulously at Lateefa before deciding she is not worth his stomach being devoid of food. Especially not where avocado is mentioned.

Lateefa loved the answer on the other hand, she likes that he does not love his new wife and is being honest with it. Him not loving his first wife might be a silver lining that he still loves Amirah or they have a chance with one another. She still believes that the love story those two share shouldn't be ruined just like that. She'd just end up not believing in true love if it does not work out, they made her believe in it anyway.