Nuiryah's Pov
The nice thing about this table in Lena's coffee shop is that the rest of the coffee shop can't see you. Which meant I could take my hijab off thank Allah for instant turbans. It was our little VIP corner.
"Wow my gosh you look so different in a sort of sexy way".
Anne said when saw me. I traded the black all stars for a pair of black heels. Thought it would make things look a bit dressier.
"Shhh". I said putting my finger to my lips.
"Gosh some people can't take compliments". Lena nudged me with her elbow. I didn't like being called that. It just felt too immodest.
"So tell us how have you been? Anne told me Rodrigo had your phone is it true and why?"
She asked sitting down next to me with her phone in her hand.
She was most likely on Tumblr checking out fanart for her latest ship.
"We made a deal. He doesn't get stoned for a week and I won't turn into an Android for a week".
"Me no compre he do. Why are you an android and why is he a stone?" Asked Anne.
"What she means blondie is that he thinks she spends too much on her phone and spends too much time feeling sorry for himself and smoking. Got it?" Lena sort of explained .
"Si, I think so". Anne said still sounding confused.
"Tell me what new ships are you setting off for sail this week?"
I asked Lena when she when giggled at something she saw on her phone.
"Oh no there's no new ships setting sail this week". She gave me a mild reply which really wasn't normal.
Her phone beeped. She giggled again. It definitely wasn't her usual giggle.
"Who are you texting?" I asked her.
"So back to Rodrigo, how on earth did you guys end up in the same apartment?"
She asked changing the topic like she was covering up something.
"His father owns the gallery. He's a very nice man unlike his son. Anne, tell me what's happening at work? Is Sara still around?"
I admit not having to worry about seeing her everyday was a weight lifted me my shoulders.
"We'll I have no idea what's going on at work since I quit!" Anne revealed happily throwing her hands up in the air.
"You did! Why?!" I asked remembering how hard Anne had worked to reach where she did and confused as to why she'd throw it all away.
"Because it's no fun without you and that snake Sara is always slithering everywhere. I want to do something I'm happy to do".
"So will you continue writing?" I asked her concerned.
"No maybe I will, I have no idea". She said running worried fingers through the fringe of her t shirt.
"Its okay honey, Inshallah you'll find something. You're so talented". I reassured her giving her hand little squeeze.
Anne gave me a hopeful smile.
Out of nowhere a lady came and sat down next to us. She was very well dressed. And when I say well dressed the stuff she's wearing was probably worth my entire year's salary and that's probably just the price of her jacket.
Lena was so busy texting she didn't even notice.
"No need for formalities I'm Layla, and you're Nuriyah and that's Anne the girl who made your shirt or blouse whatever you want to call it". She said snapping her fingers. Her accent was so unusual sort of Arab sort of Portuguese.
