Allāhu A'lam
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"Min" I turned around startled. "Ya Allah! Faris stop scaring me please!"
My silly older brother was just laughing his brains out. Happy that he had managed to spook me. It hardly ever works but I haven't been feeling like myself lately; too much thinking isolates a girl from this world.
"You should have seen your face Min! HI-LA-RIOUS!"
"Yh haha! Funny...you know I'll get you back for this! And stop acting like a child!" I said in my annoyed but amused voice.
"We'll see about that! Anyway I just wanted to help with the cooking" He said while taking a knife from the cutlery drawer and began dicing some avocado that had to go in the salad.
My mum had initially been cooking but I had convinced her to get a well deserved rest as I continued preparing the dishes. Besides, I needed something to distract me after speaking to Daniya. That conversation needed to be the last thing on my mind and cooking is kind of my go to for zen.
"How are you feeling?" He posed a question which was simple yet confusing to me right now. How was I feeling? Sad perhaps that Daniya still loathes me, happy that I might be completing half of my deen soon, disappointed that the very people that mean the world to me are this ready and enthusiastic to ship me off.
There were just so many emotions at play and I couldn't decipher which one was truly beckoning of me.
"Good" I said with much forced enthusiasm.
"You can't fool me Mina" he said in his cool 'umhu' voice.
"Sigh! Is it that obvious?" I said as I put in a batch of brownies and cookies in the oven.
"Couldn't be clearer had you put 'I feel miserable' with a bold marker on your face" He said while licking the remnants of the chicken seasoning off of his pinky.
"How did you feel before getting married to Lea? Did you feel like it was wrong or did you have butterflies in your tummy like in the movies? I'm just so confused...I haven't even met the guy yet and I feel weird"
"I think it was a mixture of the butterflies and nervousness. I mean, I had seen her before obviously and by the way she carried herself I knew that she was the one for me. After telling mom and dad and talking to her parents, just the thought that she could have rejected me made me nauseous. But after meeting her and speaking to her Walahi I had never felt so intrigued by a sister before. Alhamdulillah she accepted your charming boot leg brother right here.
So don't worry, In Sha Allah I'm sure he might be feeling the same way and it'll all workout. Though you are not nearly as good looking as me but I guess you're not that bad" he finished up with a smug smile which I would have liked to smack off of his face.
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"..OK Aisha...yes...yes I know...you're right but I'm not sure you can come...(giggles)...yeah sure I'll tell you all the details...yeah Assalamu Alaikum...bye" I finished speaking to my bestfriend Aysha and looked at myself on the mirror.
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