"Look here idiot-"
"Anan" he simply said. Why is he looking at me like that. He looks interesting with his shirt folded up to his elbow.
"What" i am so pissed off and so confused at once. This guy has been doing nothing but running my emotions up...
"Assalam alaykum" Adeela walked to the person, to which he responded to her greetings. She did not bother to exchange words with the person. All she did is put her luggage in the booth. She sat in the first seat. Although all what she wanted to do is sit in the back seat. Adeela didn't want to make him feel like a driver.
There is a saying that drivers are the ones who sit in the front while passengers sit at the back.
She messaged Habibah who sent a picture of her son to confirm if he is the one. One can never be too careful. If you are not observant, one can be scammed.
The car ride was a quiet one. Anan was concentrating on driving. Adeela was on the verge of sleeping.
Adeela was exhausted, she wished to utter no words to him. Anan was pleased that she did not recognize him. He did not want another lecture. Though he seem uninterested about who she is, he is curious to know if she is the girl dearest to his mom's heart. Anan had mixed feelings. He is happy for keeping his mom happy but jealous because his mom always sang her praises.
"Oh my dear! How was the journey? You must be tired. " Adeela became overwhelmed with happiness and love. She felt engulfed with Habibah's love. She felt so welcome.
"Mama" Adeela uttered as she ran to hug her. The both of them embraced like one of them is going to vanish at any moment. Habibah's smile widened. Her heart beats, feelings heightened and all this is only felt. All this are unspoken yet perfectly understood by each other. Habibah felt what Adeela could not utter and vice versa. Habibah silently thanked Allah for his blessings. She was happy that she saw Adeela again while Adeela was happy she could feel the immensity and sincerity of Habibah's love. Adeela was grateful to Allah for bringing Habibah into her life.
Silently watching the interaction with Habibah and the uncanny woman, Anan guessed the woman is Adeela. To him, Adeela is uncanny because she is simply weird and strange to him.
After embracing with each other, Habibah ushered her in. She instructed Anan to take Adeela's belongings to her room. Habibah planned on introducing her son to Adeela and vice versa but she got so carried away with Adeela's presence.
Howbeit, there is still time to acquaint them. Albeit, she wished to rest but she was preoccupied with Habibah. At some point, she started yawning. It was then she decided to call it a night. Habibah wished her. They went their separate ways, Adeela to her bedroom and Habibah to her son to thank him. .............. Habibah woke up feeling contented. She was happy both her loved ones are with her.
"Is she back?" Abike curiously asked.
"Yes she is. No Salam, not even good morning. Why are you so curious about Adeela?" Habibah teased her friend. Abike called Habibah because she wanted to ask about Adeela.
"Sorry. I was worried when you didn't reply my message. I thought something is wrong. Anyways, you must be so happy to have the two of them with you. I will visit before you travel. " Abike stated her reason. Abike felt so guilty at her last statement. Habibah has always been the one visiting her while she rarely visits Habibah.
Abike is the type who is so comfortable in her home, the type that rarely goes out. She happily became a housewife. She worked from home. She never gets bored of staying at home. Apart from Habibah, Abike does not have another bosom buddy. She has friends but she is not close to them as she is with Habibah. Habibah is her soul sister.
"Worry wart. Don't fret, Adeela arrived safely though late. She is currently resting. When you are coming, bring some pastries, even food would do. She loves that" Habibah suggested, hoping her friend would not catch the hidden meaning.
" Just say you want to eat my food. Why use Adeela as excuse." Abike teased. She knows Habibah for decades. She can pick hidden truth for just sentences.
"Whatever, just bring food" Habibah flushed that Abike caught her.
"Yes ma. Besides, something had crossed my mind" Abike nervously said. Habibah sharply caught the emotion.
"What is the matter?" Habibah smiled, trying to ease Abike's mind.
"I have been thinking. Since Anan and Adeela are living in the same roof and are both single. Why don't we matchmake them" Abike reasoned. She was sure that Anan is too busy to be in a relationship, likewise Adeela. The both of them are not getting any younger. It would be nice they settle.
Habibah took a long pause to reson everything. Habibah did not want to do anything that will strain her relationship between her son or even Adeela. She did not want to place both of them in a tight spot. She believed they have the right to wed whoever they want to spend their lifetime with.
Frankly, it is not a bad idea. She didn't mind the thought of Adeel being her daughter in law. It is not unfair to them if she agrees to wed them based on her selfish interest. After all, she did not want Adeela to spend her lifetime with a man she does not love, likewise her son.
Habibah noticed that last night, they didn't even interact.
" I don't want to matchmake because they might not even like themselves. The very least we can do to is pray. May Allah make it easy for us. Ameen" Habibah said her opinion. Abike understood her reason. They ended the call with a parting.
Habibah prayed to Allah ad he was the best of planners. If Adeela and Anan are destined, she will support. If Adeela and Anan are not destained, she did not want to force them or make any grave sin.
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