Mi Amor, my love!

Chapter twelve

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Abdulhameed's P.O.V

It hurts so much to love someone and not be loved in return. But, by Allah, the most painful thing is to love someone and never have the moxie to tell them.

Seeing her, makes my heart smile so wide and crazy at the same time. She's my first thought when I wake up and the last when I sleep. She just drives me potty.

Woe is me! I have to bury all these feelings in the depth of my heart... deep deep inside and pretend that i just don't care. Again, there's nothing worse than that, pretending that you don't care about someone, when that person is all you can think about.

But didn't Allah (SWT) says 'Verily, with every hardship comes ease'? And 'Bear with patience whatever befalls you?' And 'Be not sad, surely Allah is with us?'

Remembering things like that... Alhamdulillah, my perturbation abates.

"Baba" Mama mariyah called me with the name she and abbu's other siblings call me with. They don't generally call me with my real name for i was named after their father, my late grandpa.

"Why are you playing with your food?" She questioned. She's invited us for dinner to her crib.

I shrugged "Nothing, I'm just not that hungry"

"Or my food doesn't taste so great" She joked with raised her brows.

"Of course it does, you're the best chef, remember?" I grinned.

Fatima nodded in agreement taking a bite into her tamia/falafel (Fried dough snack) "He's right, you're so great nana... i am willing to be a good student"

"And Habibty I'm willing to be a good teacher"

They both chuckled and a smile slowly lifted the corner of my lips. It still surprises me how they got connected to each other in just a little time.

"Do you know your husband is a dab hand in the kitchen?" Mama mariya said, sarcasm clear in her voice and i tightened my hold on my fork.

"Really? Fatima asked, obviously shocked.

Mama mariyah chuckled and waved her hand in the air "Of course no i was just kidding, wallah this boy almost turned my kit..."

"You don't have to tell her" I cut her short which made fatima giggle.

"No let me tell her, so she would never allow you come near her kitchen"

I frowned. Does she really have to embarrass me in front of her?