Jannat

Meeting Mr hotshot and mommy J

We walk into the restaurant area located in the hotel and give our names to the waiter and he guides us to the table were MJ and her son are. MJ sees us and waves to us and his son is facing his back to us . Wait what man buns, I hold on to Mannat's hands and whisper into her ears " I think we are in trouble" She gives me a confusing look then she notice the man sitting with MJ " Oh Boy ". "Jannat Al Cenacle, mind telling me what took you so long?" I gulp , I try to play reverse psychology " What do you think took me so long" I try to sound confident. She gave me a warning look and I crumble she look very intimidating with that look " It was not my fault, this guy was trying to steal my bag and you know that I carry my whole life in this bag and I just had to stop him ,I  had to run three blocks and only used a  little of my superpowers, just a little and my clothes where messed up and I had to change my clothes and I already know he told you everything and I  am sorry , I will ..." I was blabbering pointing at her son and all the truth came out of my mouth when MJ cut me off "Shut you missy I was just messing with you and he didn't tell my anything and you young lady now are in deep trouble". My mouth was hanging and I look to her son and he had a smirking. I look back to MJ and I am out of words. "Anyways meet my son Omar Jaan" I give him a nod "As-salāmu ʿalaykum". MJ tells Mannat  to sit near her and I sit on the opposite side near Omar. " I have already ordered because you took your time to arrive and I know what you like and don't" MJ pitch in .

I really love this lady  she is like a mother to me ,no cut that she is more of a mother to me than my own birth mother will ever be. I respect her she is the reason for all I have now, I am grateful for her I can never know how to repay her for her generosity.

Today was my 22nd birthday , 15th January . This a date that use to mean so much to me now it is a nightmare. But MJ tells be that we have to move on from our past and always look forward and also today is the date we found each other. I think like I awe it to her so try to be happy. She ordered my favorite spaghetti Carbonara with chicken salad and iced lemon tea. I don't know I always as far as I can remember loved to drink iced lemon tea, it also was my fathers favorite drink. When the waiter brought the iced lemon tea I unconsciously smile at the drink as I remembered my dad , I always used to finish first and my dad will take his time savouring the drink while reading a novel , he was a book worm and while he is busy reading I will sneakingly poor his drink into mine and drink it . I think he knew what I was doing and he just enjoyed acting shocked  and unfazed. I loved him and miss him so much. After finishing our food the waiter bring my cake it was a small round tall chocolate layer cake with white frosting and a gold crown on top it was  beautiful. How I love this woman she is the best. I wiped the tears threatening to leave my eyes. " MJ I am going to cry , then don't say I am not graceful " I pout and she gives laugh " look whos talking about the one that kick a buffed men to colour a few minutes ago". I act as shocked " How could you , A queen has to protect herself" I say over dramatically then I realize that Omar was looking at me with amusement and blush fifty shades of red. I almost forgot he was here. When I cut the cake with the whole restaurant singing happy birthday to my embarrassment we  eat the cake. " So the presents" MJ claps and squeaks like a like a child and I roll my eye " very graceful MJ but you know you don't have to" she waves her hands at me " this time I want a present " she says. "Whatever you want my queen , your humble servant is always at you service" I say over dramatically bowing with a giggle. " I want you to be my daughter in law , and as you said the queen get what she wants I want you to marry Omar" . I was shocked it was like a train hit me I looked at Omar he was not shocked , pointing out that he knew why he was here. But I can't marry him , it's not him I can't marry anybody. " You said whatever I want so Jaan from a week from today you and Omar are getting married on my birthday Congratulation" I couldn't say anything I was in shock. We finally finished dinner and MJ and Omar drop Maan and me to our home.

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Mariyam Jaan (MJ)
(A little insight into our mommy savage yet cool)

People who say that rich people are ignorant, rude, selfish or doesn't give a damn about others are wrong. Maryam Jaan was a kind, humble and has a heart of gold. I am not saying it because she help me, you could any body in her company or anybody who has come across her , she was an angel . At the age of 49 she looked nothing more than 25 her skin was soft as a baby , dark forest green eyes , fair but tanned skin inherited from her Pakistani genetics and the brunet hair she was beautiful. At the age of 16 after the death of her parents and losing everything to her evil family and being kicked out of her own inherited family fortune and house she had built her name from scratch. She worked for a fabric company back in Pakistan, after working for 2 years at the age of 18 she moved to New York with all the money she had earned. After she moved to New York she opened a small boutique naming it "Hijab House" at the time there were no shops that specifically catered to the Muslim community so within a year the company was well established at it feet.
At the age of 20 she got married to her husband Prince Saeed Al Haleed of Saudi Arabia and got pregnant with Omar Jaan. After two years of marriage, her husband died of a heart attack. She and her Son inherited the Haleed fortune but she transferred all the fortune solely to her son because she wanted to be always known as a self-made person and within 10years time frame Hijab House was a billion dollar establishment with branches all over the world. She is like a mother to all her employees as she calls the hijab house her baby. She had a savage attitude but her heart was pure as gold.