"What's going on here?" Ebrahim asks in a firm tone.
"I was just waiting for you."
"Zayn. Why are you talking to my wife."
Zayn looks surprised. "Oh, I.."
"I know Zayn from before. He's a family friend." I reply for him.
"Mm, and that gives you the right to talk to her freely?" Ebrahim angrily walks up to Zayn.
I go in between them, placing a hand on Ebrahim's chest. "Ebrahim. I was just asking him what he was doing here. He didn't do anything."
"You're fired, Zayn. Get out of my sight!"
I see Zayn's heartbroken face. "Ebrahim! I said it wasn't his fault, okay? Don't fire him. Punish me instead or something!" He finally looks into my eyes, "Please let him be." I see Ebrahim become less tense.
"Only for you..let's go." Ebrahim leaves to open the car door for me. Man, we are probably even more late for my appointment now. I take one last look at Zayn. My heart twitches.Funny how once in my life I wanted to marry that guy.
We're on our way to the hospital in tense silence. "Punish you instead, huh?" I can hear a tint of mischief in his voice.
He pauses, "I missed you, Rida."
"That's nice..." I can't think of anything else to say.
"How were you?"
"Good. Perfect."
"Without me.." Uh.
To be honest, I did kind of miss the way he was. The constant flirting and intimidation. And the feeling of safety. What shall I do with myself.
We arrive at the hospital.
"Looks like the baby's perfectly healthy." The doctor smiles as she's doing on ultra sound of my stomach. I just feel Ebrahim's gaze at my side."You guys better start thinking of a name for your baby boy. He can be out any week now."
I smile, "Don't worry, I've been thinking for a while now.'
"All first-time mothers do!" She laughs. "You must have been so happy when you found out.'
I press my lips, but don't want to make muslims look bad, so I smile, "Yeah.."
The doctor leaves as I adjust my jilbab, and we head out.
"Where're we going?" I realize we're on an unfamiliar road.
"You'll see,"
We pull into a milkshake place drive-thru. "What would you like?"
"Whatever you want," I reply since I've never been here.
"2 oreo milkshakes, please."
We collect our drinks, and Ebrahim drives to a nearby field.
I can't help but smile at the view. "Cmon." Ebrahim offers a hand because the field is steep. I accept as we run up the field.
The wild flowers are beautiful. We make it to the top of the hill, which gives a view of the city and the mountains behind. It's all so perfect. Ebrahim even decided to bring a little sheet for us to sit on, almost as if he had this planned out. *does The Rock eye brow lift face*
"The sunsets beautiful." I say in aww, staring at the sky.
"It really is.. " I can hear him breath. I look towards him and notice that he isn't even looking at the sunset. He's been staring at me the whole time. My ears heat up, and I pretend Im busy playing with the flowers.

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MAFIA AND MUSLIMAH
FanficRida Hadid is a muslim girl who lives with her mom and regularly volunteers at her local muslim food bank. One day, the main sponsor of the food bank Kim Ebrahim (aka Kim Taehyung), who is a revert and billionaire, visits the food bank and that is w...