Serendipity

||9. The sweet porridge||

"Hey Aisha, what happened?" Aisha's father enquired.

"Nothing; it rained."

"That's why."

" Oh? Take a bath, then."

"Okay, Appa. Did you have your medicine?"

"Yes, madam." When Aisha heard that, she giggled quietly.

"Okay, I am going." Aisha's father nodded and walked away.

After around 20 minutes, Aisha emerged from the bathroom. She dried her hair with a towel and applied a bindi on her glabella.

"Appa, what are you doing?"

"Cooking for my beautiful daughter."

"Ahaa? So I instruct my lovely Appa to take a seat and let me handle the cooking."

"This man right here is ready to serve you, princess."

" Appaaa, you are so chessy. "Go and sit."

"Okay, okay."

"How is uncle?"

"Uncle has gone to his family residence; an important family celebration is going to take place. What about Manushika's wedding?"

"It was well-planned. Everything, even the outfits, has been picked."

"Oh. What about the groom? Is he okay?"

"Yess. He is a gentleman. They are both deeply in love with each other."

"How about you, Aisha?Do you like someone?"

"Uhh. "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Dear, tell Appa who you admire and wish to marry. I'll handle everything for you."

"I know Appa. When the moment is right, I will find the right man."

"Yes!"

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Next day:

"Appa, I am going."

"Goodbye, sweetheart. "Take care."

"You, too, Appa. Please call me if you have an urgent matter.

" Okay! "

Aisha grinned as she closed the front door of the house. She started walking, and when she arrived at the bus station, she was astonished to see someone.

"Um, sir? Are you here?

"Are you again calling me sir?" Alex stated it quite furiously.

"I'm sorry, Milyy. Why are you here early in the morning?"

"Good morning, Madame. I am here to pick you up."

"Good morning. Thank you; you did not have to come."

"Oh, come on. I wanted to help you."

"Oh, thank you so much."

"My pleasure. Now come, sit in the car." Alex said that, then went to open the car door.

"Thank you." Alex grinned and took his seat. He started the car and drove.

"Did you have breakfast?" Aisha asked.

"No. I just woke up and decided to pick you up. By the way, how are you doing?"

Aisha blushed at the way he cared for her. He left her off at her house yesterday and got up early today to pick her up. He is new to India, and it takes time to learn the routes; nonetheless, it is astonishing how quickly he understood how to go to her residence.

"I'm okay. Here, take this." Aisha took out something from her lunchbox.

"What is it?"

"Appam is a South Indian dish. Have it."

"Oh, let me park the car. " Aisha nodded, then waited for him to park the car.
Alex parked his automobile under a tree's shade.

"Now give me." He said enthusiastically, intrigued about the flavour.

"Wow." He took a taste and said, "It's so good."

"Thank you, have this curry with it too."

"Oh okay." Alex said, then dipped the appam in curry and ate it.

"You should become a chef."

"Hahaha..."

"I am seriously saying. You are fantastic at cooking. Also gorgeous." He muttered the final phrase softly, assuming she didn't hear it, but she did and blushed.

"Aisha, I'm really grateful. I really loved it."

"You're welcome. Please take this water and wash your hands." Alex nodded, took the bottle from her, and stepped out of the car.

"Come, let's go."