Good? Great.

Im impressed?

"Well finally, you took forever," Shiza said as she chews on a pickle, I grab one from her too and sit on her rotating chair. "It's not my fault, it's your stupid cousins!"

She laughs and says, "how??"

I quickly think, "well...he shouldn't have been there," I say as I take a bite out of this amazing pickle. "Why is he here anyways?"

She sighs and says, "well story time I guess. When Asher that's his name if you didn't know, when he was I think about six or seven, his parents disappeared. Like literally disappeared. They just left him. His mom was my dads only sister. I guess she just didn't want to live the muslim life so she ran off with Asher's white American father. Asher was alone in the house for about two days, until one day his neighbour saw him trying to take an apple from his apple tree. I guess he ran out of food, the poor kid. His neighbour was nice though and asked him if anything was wrong. That was the first time Asher cried. Soon one of my moms sisters adopted him, she had another son, who I think is about 3 years older than us."

I rested my elbows onto my knees tuning more into the story, that sounds like a pretty harsh childhood.

"He recently got married and my aunt worried that his wife would start liking Asher, since we can't lie here we all know how beautiful mashallah he is."

"Pshhh."

"Don't deny it Rome. Anyways my aunt told my mom to take him and my mom agreed and now Asher's like my brother but not like my brother, we bicker a lot and stuff but he's still a cousin. And no my moms not going to marry me to him."

"I was not thinking that at all. But wait. Who's wedding were you mentioning last time?" I ask cautiously.

She got a grin on her face. "It's nothing special but we all know how fun weddings are and it's just my other cousins. Remember Shanzay, ya her wedding. You're invited by the way."

I screech and jump off the chair. "Oh my Allah this is going to he soo fun, we can have like matching outfits and jewelry and there'll be so much food there and OH GOD SHIZA WE DONT HAVE DRESSES!!!"

"Calm you potatoes Rome, and that's where your surprise comes in," she grins and walks towards her closet, she slowly opens it and tells me to close my eyes. I oblige and wait for my surprise. I hope it's a kitten I always wanted a kitten.

I hear her tell me to open my eyes and when I do I see the most beautifulest gowns in the history of the most beautifulest gowns. There's two in two different colours but their designs are the same, one is red and the other one has a pinkish touch to it. They're maxi with the most gorgeous lace ever and long slees the have little beads on the edges. I gasp and hug Shiza very hard. She hands me the red one and I hold it up to myself.

"Oh my Allah Shiza where did you get these??" I ask as I twirl around while holding it to my chest.

She smiles as she holds up hers to herself. "You seriously don't remember. This is the design you made Romaisa!"

I stare at the dress and remember that I did. "I can't believe I forgot! But who constructed it?"

"Oh you won't believe me but Asher actually did your lace design and the beading, my mom did mine. I wish Asher did mine too but we didn't have time."

I lightly touch the delicate beading, it was so beautifully shaped. "Are you serious I need to ask what type of thread he used, you can't even see it and oh my what about this part, are you serious did he actually do this?!" I ask in a rush.

"Yes I did," I turn my head towards the deep voice to find Asher standing there at the door. "And it's the normal type of thread you just have to make sure the bead fits right on top so the thread doesn't show, it helps if the needles small."

I slightly blush and look down at the dress again, "you don't know how much times I've tried, and thank you, it's beautiful."

"No problemo," he replies. Shiza stands there smiling for some unknown reason.

"Ok you can leave now Ashie," she says as she picks up a hanger and ushers him out.

After she slams the door in his face I hear, "I thought I told you not to call me that!" Somewhat embarrassed.

Shiza grins and yells though the door, "why are you embarrassed? Romaisa's still impressed with you,"

My eyes widen and I hear awkward shuffling before some thumps down the stairs. I pick up a random show and throw it at Shiza.

"Bahahah your face!" She screams while cackling.

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CHAPTER TWO AT YOUR SERVICE!!

This ones dedicated to nidakamran125, thanks for the support!