His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

UMAR'S POV
  "Fine Al-Amin.  I'll be there in thirty minutes. I said sighing. "No African time please " he said and hung up on me.  We've been on the phone for over thirty minutes and he keeps insisting I come over. I don't think I'm ready to meet his  girlfriend  because I have met hundreds of them.  But it seems this one is special.  I haven't even had breakfast.
    I was already stripping before he hung up so I quickly grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom.
  Ten minutes later,  I came out of the bathroom wiping my face when I heard someone gasp.  I looked up and there she stood. I tried really hard to stop my self from laughing.  I really thought her eyeballs were going to fall out. 
   She looked away and before I knew what was happening,  she was on the floor together with the tray of food. I made no move to help her.  I just stood there staring at the beautiful creature.  Masha Allah  .
   Her skin looks brighter and she looked fatter than before.  Someone needs to start working out.
   She glanced at me as if expecting me to help to help out but I just stood there admiring her eyes.  It looked more attractive today and I was wondering if it's because of the black thing she applied which I have no idea what it is. I will encourage her to always put it on . 
   "Next time, remember to knock. And don't bother getting me another food.  I will eat these" I said pointing at the dishes on the floor.
   She turned and made her way to the door but the truth is I didn't want her to leave.  "Jiddah " I called and she stopped  abruptly.  I walked towards her thinking of what to say.
   "You like what you see? " I asked and you need to see the look on her face.  I instantly felt  pity for her. She looked so red and in order to save her from more embarrassment,  I closed the door .
    The sound of my phone brought me out from my thoughts.  I totally forgot about this guy.  I glanced at the clock and it read 9:30 am.  I have spent almost an hour doing nothing after promising Al Amin I would be there in 30 minutes.  I quickly dressed up , grabbed my car key and phone when my stomach rumbled . Shit. I looked down at the food tray after shoving some into my mouth, I quickly left rejecting Al Amin's  calls.    "Sorry" I quickly muttered  to the person I bumped into.  Do I need to say who the person is.  It's definitely Jidda.  We are always meeting in an awkward manner.
   I drove to AL Amin's house in less than 15 minutes and I was afraid he was going to beat me when I saw how angry he looked. 
   "I think I owe Jiddah a thank you for making me wait long. " he said sarcastically getting into the car. I let a frustrated sigh.  Trust Al-Amin to always bring up Jiddah's topic.
   "For goodness sake Al-Amin,  there's nothing going on between Jiddah and I. Hajiya asked me to do something that's why I stayed long"
   "Time will tell" he said faking a cough. We got to his 'girlfriend's ' house and Masha Allah.  She was gorgeous. I am happy for the fact that he is finally ready to settle down.
    "We're a perfect match right" he asked later in the evening.  Yes!  Later in the evening because that was when we finally got to be alone.  After greeting her parents [precisely her mum and aunts] we went out.  They basically went on a date and I was the designated driver.
    "Sure. And I'm a good driver right?" I asked sarcastically. He laughed so hard that I felt my ears hurt.  "That's what you get for being single or should I say not accepting the fact that you are in love with..... "
    I punched him hard before he could finish his sentence.  "Don't mess with me man" I said laughing as he groaned in pain. 

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    I got home very late and tired after all the drama of driving Al-Amin and bae.  It was heck.  I met Amma and Jiddah in the sitting room talking in low tunes and I felt like my worst nightmare has come true.
     "Ladies and gulma (Gulma is gossip in housa language) ehn" I said sitting beside Amma.
      "Kai Faruk.  We aren't gossiping " Amma said smiling sheepishly.
      "If you say so but that's what it looked like. So what were we saying ?"
I asked staring at Jiddah.  She was looking down and was playing with her fingers.
      "You know I'm going back to school next week and dad gave me some money for shopping so Jiddah and I were making a list. "
      Wow! I never knew she was going back to school but I felt pretty relieved. "Wow!  Let me see  if I can also be part" I said glancing at the long list.
           After what seemed like forever,  we had the final list and I found myself asking if we could go shopping together.
        "It would have been nice but Yasir,  you know Jiddah's boyfriend promised to take us" Amma replied smiling at Jidda .
         "I rest my case then.  Have fun and make sure you get something special for me. " I said yawning.
        "Sure Faruk. Good night.  Amma said blushing as she grabbed her phone and laptop.  "Amma what do we have for dinner? " I asked pretending to be very hungry.
       "Semolina and Okra soup" she replied. "Oh I totally forgot you don't eat that. Can you please prepare something for him Jiddah.  "
        "Sure " Jiddah said getting up from the couch.
      "Is Indomie noodles ok with You? " she asked and I nodded my head.  She said her final goodbye and went upstairs while Jiddah went to the kitchen. 
      I wasn't hungry but then I didn't want her to go to bed without me apologizing.  Seeing her quiet and looking sad made me feel guilty.
    She brought the noodles on less than 10 minutes and after placing the food tray on the table,  she turned and was about to leave.  "Jiddah" I called and she stopped but didn't look back.  I stood up and went to stand in front of her.  She was looking down and I was so close that I heard her heart beating very fast.
  "I'm sorry Jiddah." She quickly looked up and her eyes shone. "I'm sorry for everything. For changing towards you".
     I watched as a smile slowly appeared on her face.  Ya rabb!  She's so gorgeous.  MASHA ALLAH.
     We spent over 5 minutes in that position.  She was smiling at me and I looked.. No I admired her.
          "Friends?" I finally said breaking the silence as I extended my hands.  I actually expected her to shake it but what she did surprised me and made me fall for her again for the hundredth time.  I was kidding.  Not fall for her but for her personality.
        She smiled and shook her head.  "I'm sorry I can't shake you because you aren't my  muharram. Why don't we high-five each other. " I stared at her confused but it seems she read my mind.
      "I mean in the air" she said gesturing with both hands.
      I smiled and we 'high-fived '[ is it actually a word?  ] in the air muttering "Friends ".
        There was an awkward silence before she muttered a "thank you " and before I could question her, she ran to her room.
          Ya rabb!  The indomie she cooked was so yumyumlicios. I think this is what I would be requesting for every night.
        I went back to my room and but couldn't sleep. You know there are some awkward moments where by you want to sleep but you spend hours rolling on your bed. [A/n it happens to me frequently ] .
         I glanced at the clock and it read 1:23 am.  In order not to waste the blissful night, I went to the bathroom, performed my wudhu [abulution] , observed two raka'ah and then recited the Holy Quran.