Made To Believe ✔️

Chapter Sixteen

KAREEEM'S POV

"Why am I here again?"I lamented shifting the heavy bags in my hands.

"Because you're a loving small brother who eats all my food thus have no option but to accompany me grocery shopping."Jamila replied with a gleeful smile.

"This is child abuse."I complained some more.

"Yeah sure you big baby, sue me."Jamila retorted.

Every two weeks Jamila went grocery shopping in the city main market and once in a while she managed to rope me into accompanying her. When I did, she used me to carry all her loads and of course to pay because she always bought so much more than she had budgeted for.

But I didn't mind as much, Jamila took care of me and Nuru so when I could I liked talking care of her.

"You're lucky I love you otherwise...."I trailed off grumbling to myself.

We stopped at a stall selling tomatoes and I was glad I could put the bags down to take a rest. It took Jamila ten minutes to choose tomatoes yet for me they all looked the same, red and juicy.

"Where do you expect to put all those?"I asked eyeing the four kilograms of tomatoes she had bought.

"Stop whining already, I'll carry these. We're almost done anyway, two more stops and we can go home."Jamila informed me.

"Thank the Lord."I exclaimed dramatically.

I picked up the bags I'd abandoned and followed her through the crowded open space market. I tried to dodge as many people as I could but with my height, build and the bags I was carrying I ended up running into a few people. The next place we stopped at was to buy onions and as usual I set my bags down and proceeded to wait for Jamila to make her purchase.

I retrieved my phone from my pocket to check the time and was surprised to see we had spent almost two hours in the market. It felt longer than that with all the stops we had made. Jamila was lucky it was my day off because those two hours were very precious to me. I could have used them to do something useful like change the engine oil in my cars. I definitely should remember to do that soon, it had been a while since I did.

A familiar voice caught my attention amongst the crowd and before I had the chance to confirm who it was someone crashed into me making stumble forward.

"Shit, I'm so sorry."Diana's unmistakable voice apologized once I'd managed to stabilize myself.

I turned around to face the gorgeous beauty who always managed to take my breath away anytime my eyes landed on her.

"It's okay beautiful, feel free to run into me anytime."I replied.

"Kareem? Kareem! Oh my God, hi. I'm sorry I didn't see you there. Salome has me carrying all these heavy brags and I lost my footing."She explained.

"It's okay and welcome to the club, Jamila made me her personal mule today."I replied.

"I was wondering why you would be here today of all days."She replied with a smile struggling with the bags she was carrying.

"Those look heavy, why don't you put them down for a second."I suggested.

She took my advice and put the bags down looking relived to finally get a chance to take a break.

"Wow, I can actually feel my arms now."Diana cried with a laugh as she stretched her arms.

"You don't like shopping do you?"I asked her with a laugh.

"Actually I do as long as I'm not being used like a wheelbarrow. I'll definitely be feeling the pain in my arms tomorrow."Diana replied.

I wanted to apologize again but my words would do nothing for her. She had previously told me that she accompanied Jamila for shopping sometimes but I didn't expect to actually run into her. It was a nice surprise though since we hadn't seen each other for more than a week. We talked and texted a lot but I had been working on a really huge project at work thus we had been unable to meet up.