I can't rewrite our fate

chapter 33: Eid

Samir~>

The night before Eid I was currently walking home from my sister and her husband's house.

Feeling the cool breeze as I walked in the street felt relieving on a hot summer day like today.

I then feel my phone ring in my pocket and take it out to see Amma calling.

"Asalamulaikum, Amma." I say, accepting the call.

"Walaikumsalam, Samir are you near the Bengali shop?" She asks and I immediately know where this conversation is going.

I turn my head to the right to see that the Bengali shop was a few blocks away.

"Yep, Amma it's close by. Do you want gua or something?" I ask, making my way to the shop.

"Na, we need lamb chops for tonight. Neha's craving it and actually umm... get the gua." She replies and I laugh.

"Okay Amma, Asalamulaikum." I say, smiling.

5 minutes later I arrived at the Bengali shop and grabbed the lamb chops.

"Jazahkhallah, uncle." I say, shaking the man's hand.

Even though he'd only be the butcher here. I knew him since I was little and he'd often let me steal the tiny sweets, ones with temporary tattoos.

I take the lamb chops and was about to leave then realise I forgot Amma's gua.

Turning back round from the entrance, my chest collides with a girls head.

"Shit-" She says, putting a hand on her forehead and her plastic bag falls to the floor.

"Crap, I'm so sorry." I apologise, bending down to pick up everything that fell out of it.

But I was quite surprised to see what the contents was.

Mendhi cones?

Lots and lots of them, might I add.
I think a total of 12, I mentally take note as I pick all of them up.

"Are you okay, ammu?" Uncle  (the butcher) asks.

Ammu?

Looking back up to the girl and uncle I realise she's one of Noor's friends.

What was her name again?

"I'm fine, Abba. No thanks to-" She says before stopping herself and taking a look at me for the first time.

Slowly getting up from the floor and passing her the bag of henna cones back she just stands there in shock.

"Samir?" She says in confusion.

"My sisters friend?" I reply with a shy smile.

I was still holding the bag out to her but her eyes were still glued to my face, not what was being offered to her.

Her dad quickly takes the bag from my hand with and looks in between us, "You know each other?"

"No!" She replies.

"Yes!" I reply, making her form an embarrassed look on her face.

Shit, did I make things worse for her?

Of course I did, I say to myself.

She was a brown girl with strict parents and I just say outright that she knows me.

Her dads brows rise and I quickly say, "She did the henna on my sisters mendhi day uncle."

"Oh you're Noor's brother?" He asks with a slight smile.