I can't rewrite our fate

chapter 8: new people

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I'm in the living room with Amannah, Armaan and Samir drinking saa (tea) while my mum grabs my lengha from upstairs.

"You know how long Amannah took picking this out?" Armaan asks me, jokingly.

"Hey it was only a few hours but it had to be the best." Amannah replies, swatting Armaans shoulder.

Me and Samir look to each other laughing. They already act like a married couple.

"Samir help me take this down!" My mum calls out from the top of the stairs.

Samir is about to get up but is quickly stopped by Armaan, "Its fine bro I'll bring it down." He says with a small smile.

Samir sits back down and Amannah asks me, "Soo what were you and Khalil talking about before?"

Ugh. Hell nah I'm not doing this.

"What are you talking about? When was Khalil here?" Armaan asks, turning to look at me.

"Nothing, Khalil just dropped me off and Hala was sleeping." I reply hesitantly.

"Oh okay good, I thought it was something else." He responds.

"What do you mean?" I ask, curiously.

"If there's no one else in the car, don't go into it alone with him." He replies.

I never said I was alone though.

"Obviously, but why?" I ask.

"He's not your Mahram and I rather you call me to pick you up." He quickly says, his tone changing serious.

He's making sense but I'm a little confused on why he's so defensive.
I look to Amannah but she only shrugs, ugh.

"Okay I'll call you next time Samir, don't worry." I reply quietly.

"Finally, that lengha was so heavy." Armaan calls out, panting.

Samir starts laughing, getting up from his seat.

"See I could've brought it down so much quicker." He says, jokingly.

"Mmhmm sure, with your noodle arms." Armaan replies, rolling his eyes as he carefully sets down my lengha on the sofa.

"Ooh I love the colour!" I say.

"Wait isn't a bit too much though?" I ask.

"Of course not Noor! If it's not extra then it's not an Asian wedding." She replies.

Hmm what was she gonna wear if I'm wearing this beauty then?

"What are you wearing then Affa?" I ask her, while I see Armaan looking at Amannah with a wide smile.

"Well, now that you've asked. Do you wanna see it?" She asks, a grin spread on her face.

"Well duh!" I reply.