Finding you

31| For now

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Eman looks up from her phone. "Did what?"

"Bad marketing skills so that Zayed starts working with us?"

She chuckles. "Some people do need a push."

I smile, "You are something else, Eman."

The car stops by my apartment building and I grab my bags. "See you on Monday. Allahafiz."

"Allah hafiz." She caress's Noor's head who was fast asleep with her face pushed up on my chest. "May this little girl always be happy."

I kiss Noor's head. "Ameen."

After bidding her bye, I walk towards my apartment and climb up the stairs to the second floor.

I miss Mrs. Muqaddes so much. Not only because she takes care of Noor but also how interestingly she listens about my day and asks so many questions.

I open the door to my apartment and frown looking at a rectangular envelope lying underneath the door.

Keeping the bags and Noor on the couch, I go back to the door to pick the envelope and lock the door behind me.

There was no sending address just my address in a computerised font.

Must be the electricity or water bill.

I place the envelope on the dining table and take out my phone.

A smile grazes my lips looking at Mahib's message.

Text me after you reach.

Just reached.

Took you long. Was there traffic?

A bit, yes. Noor fell asleep on the way.

She was exhausted.

Yes, just by troubling her mama.

No, she is a good girl. If I make her understand, she won't trouble her mama.

I chuckle, taking out a bottle of water from the fridge.

Please do, she is very fond of you.

It's the other way around. Truly, Manar. Your daughter does bring a positive energy, you both do actually.

I gulp the water, feeling my insides warming up like a teenager.

You are a good man, Mr. Mahib. That's why you say things like this.

And you are a good woman, Manar. A beautiful at that.

Good night, Mr. Mahib.

I cover my face with my hand and shake my head.