The Hijabi's Convertee

chapter 2

I dug in, filling my plate with pancakes

We were having a simple western style breakfast, pancakes and orange juice

I put chocolate syrup on my pancakes and took a bite

"Hmmmmm" I couldn't help but moan out, my mom makes the best pancakes ever, so delicious

" It's so good, mum" I said smiling widely at my mum

" Thanks dear" she replied to me, smiling

After that we ate breakfast in silence, maintaining good table manners

" I'll get going now" Abdullah said standing up from his seat

" To where?" I asked

" My dear little sis, have you forgotten already?" He asked back and I remembered he told me he was going out for business earlier this morning

" Oh, take care of yourself and get me goodies " I said to him

" You and Goodies" Abdullah said shaking his head and I pouted

" Okay, I'll get you goodies " Abdullah said walking out of the dining hall

We soon finished breakfast and, I went to my room upstairs and picked up my drawing materials, preparing to draw some designs

I'm a fashion designer and CEO of MO clothings, my parents and brother are my biggest supporters so they helped me open MO clothings, when I was eighteen and now I'm twenty one

MO clothing is doing so well, I thank Allah everyday for that

My phone rang interrupting my trail of thoughts
I picked it up and it was my best friend, Fatima calling, I picked up

" As Salam alaikum baby" she said

" Wa alaikumus Salam boo" I said as a smile made its way to my face

" I'm on my way to your house already" she said

That's when I remembered, I asked or begged her to help me wash and braid my hair, she does that for me sometimes when I'm too lazy to do so

" Okay habibty, I'll prepare everything we need" I replied to her

" Alright, see you soon" she said and hung up

Fatima has been my best friend since forever, we attended the same kindergarten up to highschool since she decided to go to a culinary school and I decided to study fashion designing

Our parents are friends and we can be  considered sisters

We go to each other's house and could even spend the whole month there

That's how close we are

The sound of the door pulled me out of my reverie

I looked up to see my dearest bestie looking at me with a scowl on her face but it looks cute on her, Masha'Allah she's so pretty, she wore a black abaya and black hijab, she had just lipgloss on but her natural beauty became more accentuated

I went to her and gave her a hug, she hugged me back but still narrowed her eyes on me

I smiled at her sheepishly while blinking my eyes

She laughed at me while saying
"As salam alaikum lazybones"

"Wa alaikumus salam, lazybones bestie, that's why I have you in my life " I said and paused a moment before saying

"To help do the rest of the work" I said and we both started laughing because I tried using an Indian accent but that didn't go so well

"You're so cheeky" she stated while pulling me upstairs towards my room and my hair wash day began
It's always been like this, she's good at styling hair so she does it for me most of the time, whenever she can't I do it myself.