#4 - The Date

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I was wearing a beautifully embroidered dress which Rabya appi helped me pick.

"You look beautiful, Zain." Ahmad made my heart flutter with happiness. He was holding out a rose for me. I looked up and saw him smiling at me. I accepted it as I inhaled the scent of the beautiful rose.

"Why do you call me Zain? It's a boy's name." I complained even though I liked it.

"But you like it." He acted as if he was sad to hear. I pushed him back a little.

"Yes, I like it but still..." I argued.

"Shall we leave?" He laughed at my stubbornness and offered me his arm.

"Of course," I replied taking his arm.

We went downstairs and saw Qasim bhai watching television and Rabya appi reading magazine.

"Okay, we are going bhai, Allah Hafiz." Ahmad said to his brother mentioning to lock up behind us.

Rabya appi was looking at me wiggling her eyebrows which I tried to avoid but couldn't. As Qasim bhai followed us I heard Rabya appi yell 'We won't wait up' that made me fluster from head to toe. Ahmad and Qasim bhai laughed at my blushing and I quickly walked outside to avoid more embarrassment with Ahmad hot on my heels.

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Ahmad took me to very fancy restaurant. We sat at the table away from the crowd and ordered our food. Ahmad kept glancing around whenever he looked at me.

"Is everything all right?" I asked out of concern.

"No, I was just watching out to see if someone is looking at my beautiful bride." He said avoiding the question. I also didn't press it and smiled at him.

"Thank you so much for what you have done for me these past few weeks. I am so thankful to you." I said to him taking his hand. He was completely surprised at my action but still squeezed my hand in return.

"You don't have to thank me. I did what I wanted to do. I am really sorry for whatever mother is doing to you. I hope she'll come around soon."

"Just forget about everything else but me!" He said playfully. I tried to hold in my smile but failed.

"You sir are very naughty!" I told him as I took a sip of water.

"What?" He asked. "Can't a man play with his wife?"

I loved the teasing grin on his face. I just shrugged.

"So tell me, what is your most favorite thing to do? What would you like to do in your leisure hours?" He started the conversation again.

I hesitated, thinking about what to say.

"When I was a teenager I loved gardening, spending my time after school in the garden getting my hands dirty in the soil was my favorite part." I said gushingly, remembering the feeling. "But now I am more interested in trying out new food. I love spending time with Rabya appi in the kitchen I am learning so much from her."

"Ah" He put on a thinking face. "So you've heard that the way to man's heart is through his stomach."

I laughed what he got from that. Well, that was actually intention as well as learning.

"Yes, of course." I giggled. "Tell me about yourself."

"Mrs. Ahmad, you sure are eager." He said as he winked at me. I rolled my eyes. But I couldn't get enough of his flirting.

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