Moon and Stars

Chapter 9

Andalus's POV

" I baked red velvet cup cakes with Youssef. " Lisa said while entering my bedroom.

" Shall I thank you or thank him? " I asked staring at the warm cup cakes and that delicious cream cheese glaze on them.

" Well your brother put them only in the oven" she said laughing.

" This is the only thing he can do. I've had the same experience. " I said stuffing a cup cake.

" So ... " Lisa said while taking her laptop and walking towards my bed.

" Thank you. "

" You are welcome. " she said " so? " she asked again.

" I said thank you." I said moving my finger towards the cup cakes.

"Who's Hilal?" She asked with a curved smile.

I stopped eating the cup cake.

Hilal? Huh that tall boy.

Hilal that ... wait ... I haven't seen him yet.

Actually I saw him but from afar ... Astaghfiru'allah.

But how does she know him?

" A boy ... apparently " I said and my body froze.

She frowned at my statement. " anything else? " she asked rising her eye brows.

" Nothing special. " I said while picking up a book from the bedside table.

" I am the only one who knows you very well. " she said taking the book from my hands " now tell me. "

" It's not a big deal ... He is aunty Iman's son." I paused stuffing a cup cake, again " I don't personally know him. I just saw him once from afar with his mother but I lowered my gaze when his mother walked towards me. " I said smiling like an idiot.

" Why are you smiling ? " Lisa asked giggling.

" have you ever heard of smile it is Sunnah? " I said and then a tired yawn escaped my lips.

" Yes and I've also heard of the fact that says girls do smile while talking about boys ... certain kind of boys " She said laughing so hard.

" I am not smiling because of him you idiot. " I said then I threw a pillow that was next to me at her face.

" Hahaha now I know why you've been so calm today ... " she said teasing me and gave me a wink.

" Dude stop it. There is nothing between him & I besides I guess he is not interested in me because I was so stupid in front of his mother." I said and shook my head covering my face with my hands.

" What did you do? "

" Well ... while I was talking to his mother a sack of apples fell from my hand and he took it and handed it to me. God that was so embarrassing! And then his mother said that this is my son Hilal and all I said was ahaa. Can you imagine that? This was so freaking embarrassing. Well more than the first one " I said and flushed tomato red.

Lisa bursted out laughing ... so hard.

There even were tears in her eyes and she was shaking like a crazy lunatic person.

" Agh I won't tell you about anything again if you won't stop laughing. " I said annoyed.

" Oh ... I just ... I am sorry ... ahh ... I am so sorry. " she said wiping the tears from her eyes with her fingers and then her phone rang.

" Yes mom I'll be home as soon as possible In Sha Allah. " she said looking at me " I gotta go, will see you tomorrow?" she asked packing her stuff.

" Hope so In Sha Allah. Say hi to your mother. "

While I walked Lisa to the door and said goodbye to her my mother called me from the kitchen. I walked with lazy steps, yawning.

" I've got to tell you something! " My mother said looking at me.

A deep frown plastered on my face.

" Is it a bad or a good thing? " I asked worried.

" Motheeeeeer!! my dad wants to talk to you!! " Youssef called from the living room " He is on the phoooooone "

" I am coming. " she shouted at him " It is a good thing. " she said smiling " I'll come back" she continued.

I waited for like ten minutes in the kitchen and my mother seemed to be having a long conversation with my father so I ended up walking the stairs to my bedroom. I entered my bedroom and changed my clothes. I wore a dark blue pyjamas and braided my hair then stood in front of my window.

The sky was blue and I was blue too. But I doubt it was bluer than me with all those pretty stars that were roaming in a lazy way. I was so blue in a bizarre and scary way. With the thought of Hilal and the thought of me if I am being sick or not. And these tiny frustrating thoughts were roaming so fast, faster than those tiny shooting stars running in the night sky in an expected way. The moon seemed to be the most beautiful thing not only it beat the beauty of the night sky but it also beat the beauty of the city's lights and sky scrapers.

I kept watching these stars and started thinking how Allah SWT gave us a lot of things to enjoy in this world. How we should be thankful for everything and never forget his blessings.

How wonderful ... They can be seen anywhere in this world.

But I was wondering, does he

... - Hilal -

See them, too?