My Hijab,Jake and I.

Chapter Thirty one/declaration

                              

I come down to the smell of freshly cooked parathas. Making my way to the kitchen I see my beautiful mother at the stove. I walk up to her and wrap my arms around her smelling her unique scent. 

“Assalamu Alaikum, Loohri”. Mamma says while flipping over the ghee covered paratha.

“Walaikum Assalam Mamma.”. I take a seat at the table, surprisingly I'm the first one up.

It’s the weekend and my beloved Abu Jan has decided to let one of his employers open up so he can spend some time with me. I feel guilty that I haven't been down as often. My parents are not getting any younger.  I can’t believe my avoidance of Jake made me neglect my parents. I seriously need to grow a pair where that idiot is concerned which is easier said than done

Mamma puts a plate full of paratha, fried eggs and spicy chickpea curry in front of me and takes the seat next to me , pouring tea for both of us.

“Mamma! I think you went overboard with filling my plate.”I laughed out loud.

“Nonsense. You will eat every single morsel. Look at you! You’re all skin and bones. Isn't Qumar feeding you properly?” She asks jokingly.

“Mamma! It’s not Qumar’s fault. You know that I’ve always been this way”.

I take a bite of deliciously cooked paratha and curry. Ummmm. Mamma’s cooking is the best. I've Missed it so much.  

“Medina lohri.  You were a chubby little baby. So beautiful and soooo heavy...

People would surround you when I took you out.” She sips on her tea and smiles at the memory.

“Mamma babies grow up and change.” I continue eating and to my surprise I found that my plate is nearly finished. Mamma rewards me with a satisfied smile.

“Ah..Loohri..That they do. I wish all three of you were back to being my khaista(beautiful) babies.”

“Ew..No thanks Mamma. I like the grown up me much better.” Sarina walks in with her hair all messy and her eyes puffy, still managing to look lovely as ever. 

“Sarina loohri, you were a stunning child but such a handful”. Mamma gets up to fill a plate up for her.

“She still is Mamma. Nothings changed apart from her ego. It seems that her ego is even outgrowing her. Eh Sarina?. '' I flick a strand of hair away from her face.

She  playfully  slaps my hand away and throws me a fake smile.

“So true. I can’t help it that I’m fabulous.” she flips her lose her over her shoulder dramatically.

Mamma puts the plate full of food in front of her and she quickly digs in. Food will always be Sarina’s first love. She can eat for the world. You wouldn't think it with her body. She may not be a slim like me but she has a knockout body that I find myself envious of at times.

“Ya Allah.. Please teach this girl to be modest.”. I roll my eyes at her.

She continues eating whilst throwing a smirk my way. I need to have a word with her in private and soon. How dare she go behind my back with Jake, kelly and Qumar. Who does she think she is making decisions about my life without my say so.  I can’t wait to get my hands on her. Little meddling cow.

For the meantime I let her enjoy her meal. It’ll probably be her last one. 

She catches me giving her funny looks.