CHAPTER 8

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LAYLA POV

Yhh you heard me angel today i have quite lot of work in the kitchen because i was told by Mrs Harun there will be some family quest joining them for launch this afternoon...so you see my dear...momi needs some helping hand in the kitchen today ...will you help momi out? ...i promise i will not bother you again besides you Will be resuming school the beginning of next academic year..so you will also be busy " my mom sweetly said to me making a puppy face that I couldn't help but just chuckle...
"Oo Mom...like seriously..okay i hear, i guess i have been seduced by this puppy face of yours and i have no other choice but to give in, give me few minutes to get ready...will join u for breakfast then we leave IN SHAA ALLAH...good?"...I replied back to her ...her face instantaneously beam in a wide grin

"Aww thank you sweety "  my mom happily said to me then left my room...shutting the door closed.

I was done within few minutes and headed to the dining to join her for breakfast...after we were done, we left for the main house.

The weather seemed quite cold today so i decided to wear a blue jeans trouser and a pink thick bola top a little above my knees , i pared it with a black down sandals,  a little hilly ...plus tied my black hijab neatly around my neck.
We got to the main house a while ago then got on with our work...we first prepared breakfast for the master and his wife which a maid came to take to them.

After, we got on with the launch preparation...we spent almost two hours preparing several dish

"Wow Alhamdullilah, layla finally we are done !" my mom exclaimed to me exhaustedly as she kept both her hand on her waist starring at the dishes on the counter which we prepared and neatly garnished ...my mom is wearing long blue abaya with her hijab neatly tied around her neck...she is also quite tall and still looks young in her early thirties...her skin is white as snow and has red lips...i know i inherited my beauty from her...not that am bluffing but its the truth.

"Yes mom, Alhamdullilah" i replied to her standing by her side ...i then slightly bent my head to check for the time on my wrist watch which is around my left wrist then noticed its time for zuhur

"Mom its time for Zuhur prayer" i instantly  informed  her after i raise up my head to stare at her.

"oh really , so soon , alright lets go pray " my mom said to me.

We performed ablution in the guest washroom , came back in to the kitchen and found a spot to lay our sajda ( Prayer mat) Then stood together to pray....my mom leading the prayer.

"Salamualaikum warahmatullilah ....Asalamualaikumwarahmatillahi.."
I heard my mom say at the end of the sitting of our last rakat ( prayer) ...i also did the same.
We said some zikr( supplications to Allah) ...after which we stood up from the prayer mat then i fold it neatly...putting it aside in my mom's handi bag.

" Hurry Layla we have to set the table am sure the guest must be arriving anytime soon IN SHAA ALLAH " my mom quickly told me as she approached the foods on the counter to take them to the diner

"Yes mom am behind u" ...i also quickly went to grab a bowl of salad then followed her into the dinner

Within few minutes,  we  have managed to arrange the food, plates and cutlery sets beautifully.

"Alhamdullilah " i heard my mom say as she starred at the dining table and everything we have arranged ones more time before turning on her heels going back into the kitchen and i also followed her behind but before we get to the kitchen entrance ...Mr Harun had walked in from the main entrance in the living room accompanied by two guys , one i recognise he is the same guy i had an encounter with two times now .

"Salamuakaikum Mrs Abdullah "  Mr Harun said out loud upon seeing both of us as they approached us.

"Waalaikumsalam Mr Harun " my mom and i replied in unison with a smile after we properly turned to face them.

" How are you layla?" Mr Harun directed his attention to me now

"Alhamdullilah Sir...and you? I replied with a smile on my face

Alhamdullilah as well...Mrs Abdullah..please meet my two sons.
Mr Harun said to us as he slightly turned to his right and said "This is Ridwan" then further turned to his left  and said " This is Zaib"...oh really he is a son of Mr Harun...i thought so though...and the annoying thing is he couldn't stop staring at me and had a smirk on his lips as he stood by his father facing me.
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"Oh MashaAllah you have strong and handsome boys Mr Harun" my mom sweetly said with a smile to Mr Harun.

"Its nice to finally meet you guys ...am Mrs Abdullah and this is my daughter Layla " my mom further informed them as she gestured with her hands to introduce me to them.

"Salamualaikum " i simply and shyly greeted them with my head bowed down .

"Wa alaikum salam , its nice meeting you too"
Ridwan replied back kindly with a grin but that Zaib guy seemed quite arrogant he didn't say anything and looked like he was in a hurry to leave as he kept checking on his wrists watch.

"So i see you are done with cooking and arrangement for our guests ...thank you " Mr Harun said to my mom changing the topic.

"Oh yes sir we just got finished..we were about leaving when u entered ." my mom replied back.

"Okay then you may leave " Mr Harun responds with a slight smile, then we left for the kitchen

So his name is Ridwan, he looks more like his father but Zaib looks more like his mother, i wouldn't be surprise if he emulates the same repulsive character as his mother .

"Layla , layla...what are you thinking of this girl.." my mom called out my name , looking all confused as she stood in front of me while i sit on one of the kitchen stool beside the center table ...it seemed i zoned out a little in my own thoughts again ....anytime i come into contact with that guy Ridwan my heart beats faster and i get super nervous ...i don't understand ...its really a strange feeling to me.

"Nothing mom"  i managed to stammer out ..my mom simply shook her head and said "okay ...we better get on with the evening meal."

"Sure mom"...the day flew by so quickly ..we prayed all our salat in the kitchen before going back to our quarter.

We got back around 7...since we had already prayed and eaten at the main house ..we just bid good night and went straight to our various rooms...when i got to my room, i took a Shower then changed into my nightie then drifted off to sleep immediately...the day had been tiring but Alhamdullilah".

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