love by chance

Chapter 16

Amrah savored her lunch, enjoying the warmth of the restaurant and her friend's company. Amrah leaned in, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Tomorrow's Irfan's birthday, and I've planned something special."

Her friend's eyes widened. "What is it?"

"I'll make him mine, no matter what," Amrah declared, her voice filled with determination.

Her friend's eyebrows shot up. "How do you plan to do that?"

Amrah's grin turned mysterious. "Attend the party tomorrow and see for yourself."

Her friend's curiosity was piqued. "Is this going to be some kind of romantic gesture?"

Amrah nodded, her eyes sparkling. "I love him so much, and I won't let this change slip away."

Her friend's expression turned thoughtful. "Irfan might not feel the same way..."

Amrah's resolve hardened. "Tomorrow will change everything. Trust me."

With that, Amrah changed the subject, leaving her friend wondering what she had planned. The anticipation hung in the air like a promise.

Amrah elegantly pushed her plate away, signaling the end of their lunch. "Thank you for meeting me, it's been lovely catching up."

Her friend smiled warmly. "Always a pleasure, Amrah. You seem particularly radiant today."

Amrah's eyes sparkled. "I'm just excited for tomorrow. Irfan's birthday party is going to be unforgettable."

Her friend raised an eyebrow. "You're still planning something special, huh?"

Amrah nodded mischievously. "Let's just say Irfan won't know what hit him."

As they sipped their coffee, Amrah glanced at her watch. "I should head out. Lots to prepare for tomorrow."

Her friend nodded understandingly. "Of course, go make your grand gesture."

Amrah smiled slyly. "You'll see it all tomorrow night."

The two friends exchanged air kisses and warm hugs before Amrah glided out of the restaurant, her confident stride turning heads.

"Until tomorrow," Amrah whispered to herself, anticipation building.

Outside, Amrah slipped into her car, her mind racing with party details and Irfan's reaction. She couldn't wait to see his face light up.

As she drove away, her friend watched, pondering the mysterious birthday plan. What did Amrah have up her sleeve? Only time would tell.

Amrah stepped into her cozy home, exhaustion washing over her. The clock struck midnight, and she knew she was in for a lecture.

Her mother, seated on the couch, looked up with a stern expression. "Amrah, where have you been? You're extremely late."

Amrah sighed inwardly, knowing she couldn't avoid this conversation. "Mom, I'm sorry. I lost track of time with my friend."

Her mother's frown deepened. "Lost track of time? It's 12 am! You know your curfew is 10 pm."

Amrah hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I know, Mom. We were just catching up, and—"

Her mother cut her off. "Catching up? Is that more important than your safety and responsibilities?"

Amrah took a calming breath. "No, Mom. It won't happen again."

Her mother's expression softened slightly. "See that it doesn't. You're an adult, Amrah. Time to take responsibility."

Amrah nodded, relieved the lecture was ending. "I will, Mom. Sorry again."