"People have meet cutes, ours was an Eid Cute . This is the story of the Eid we Met. "
Amidst the fun and chaos of Eid celebration, Maha comes across Isahaq whom she is instantly drawn towards .
Maha is captivated by his gentle demeanor and charmin...
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Maha
Surprisingly, I hadn't died of shock or embarrassment yet.
Reasons why I should probably not pack my bags and move to another country right away -
1- It was just a few seconds. Isahaq had immediately averted his gaze so thankfully he most probably didn't see much.
2- I didn't have enough money or means to stay alone.
3- Plus did I mention I sucked at cooking? Yeah, I'm not ready for starving yet.
The incident kept playing on repeat in my mind like a broken record.
I shook my head and took a deep breath. Whatever happened can't be changed. Now I have to make sure I don't make any more blunders in front of Isahaq.
Quickly changing into my Eid outfit, which was a branded grey-blue Anarkali dress with silver embroidery, I styled a matching hijab around my head and plopped down on the bed. I wasn't ready to go outside and face him yet.
I leaned against the headboard and started scrolling through social media to kill time. Anything to prolong facing him. It was definitely going to be awkward between us from now on.
Zamar had posted a picture of himself from today's morning with the captain , "The only GOAT to survive Eid. Limited Eid-ition."
Naturally, I laughed at his humor and clicked a like.
The door to my room swung open without warning and ammu walked in, "Always on that damned phone! Don't complain that you have a headache later!"
Her words riled me and I stood up feeling annoyed, " I literally touched my phone right now. You always see me whenever I have just opened it."
"Yeah, yeah stop with the excuses and come outside of your room. We have guests over." Ammu drawled, turning off the fan and starting to walk away.
"Who?" I asked even though I knew the answer.
"Isahaq. And your khala's family too! She's been looking for you."
I reluctantly left the safe sanctuary of my room and entered the living room.
My khala and her husband were sitting on the dining table and having lunch.
"Maha, call Isahaq too." Ammu ordered as she placed a plate of steaming parathas in front of my aunt, "Remember my school friend Maria? This is her son. He came to deliver the food sent by his mom."
Recognition dawned on Khala's face as she nodded along to her sister's words, "Oh yes, I remember Maria Apu."
Samir's shriek pierced through the air and we all turned to look towards the living room.
"This child doesn't even let me eat in peace." khala sighed, as she started to get up.
"Areh you stay seated ! Maha, go and check on Samir." Ammu glared at me, urging me to hurry up.
