Destined to be

Chapter Fourty Six

A PILOT!! She blinked her eyes multiples time to confirm what she was seeing while the figure was still standing in front of her very few metres close still giving her a stern and serious look which she couldn't still figure what it means because she started to feel uncomfortable with the type of look he was giving her, but his eyes were too seductive and saucy not harsh and angry, so that made her less frightened. She bent to pick the broken pieces of ceramic cup but he stopped her, instead he bent down and started packing the broken pieces in one place, Amal was staring at him while he was packing the broken pieces together absent-mindedly, Amal wondered what he was thinking about because he was lost in thoughts, but about what?? Amal bent down to stop him but as she bent down to help him, she realized that he has stopped what he was doing and blood was on the floor, she realized that he has cut himself in different places inside his palm while absent-minded, she stopped him, turned and luckily, she saw a cleaner holding mop and broom, she showed him the place where the broken cup was and quickly he started to tidy the place while the pilot stood up with a bleeding hand still speechless and dumbfounded and Amal too. Amal quickly checked her bag for a wipes and she found it without wasting time. She looked up at him and stammered.... "Here, forward your hand so I'll wipe off the blood stains off because I'm responsible for it and I'm sorry about that", without hesitation he passed his hands to her but he was surprised by how she treats him with affection, he kept staring at her while she was wiping the blood stains off, Amal blew air to his hands and used tissue to wrap the small wound.
While she was in the process of treating his wound, he kept looking at her, he felt something that he has never felt for someone for over years, he still didn't figure what the feeling was but it was indeed a positive feeling of affection, he admired how beautiful she is, how she looked classy and saucy in her abaya, her dress sense, her modesty and decency, her good and positive behavior towards people, her calmness and beauty and kind-heart which covers all, indeed he found her beautiful. In his mind he asked himself many questions.....
"Why do I feel this way for her?? Why do I feel like I like this girl?? I didn't mean to like her, I wanted to show her my other side after staining my clothes and making me hurt my palm but the reason why I hurt my palm was that I was thinking about her, but why was I absent-minded?? Why am I easy on her? I need to show her that she has done wrong but why is my other side stopping me?? No!! I shouldn't show my bad side to her, I should be calm and be the gentleman I am, she hasn't hear my voice till now, I need to talk but what should I say?? Thank her? leave her without thanking her? or ask her to clean my stained uniform for me? What should I say? I seriously don't want her to go without knowing much about her, but why do I care so much about and it's like I don't want her to let go off my hands". He mumbled and sighed.

Amal was done wrapping his small wound, she cleaned the stained part of her dress with a wipes and she checked her wrist watch which shows 10:05am and she remembered that their flight would take off by 11, so she looked up at him, smirked and said "I should go now, my family members must be waiting for me and our flight will depart at 11:00am, I'm sorry about all that happened, it's because of me, I was using my phone and you too was carried away, you were doing something or looking at something, and please look at the way next time when walking, thank you and get well soon".
She turned to leave but with her mind half worried, waiting for him to call her back, waiting to hear the type of voice he has, while walking, she felt a lump in her throat and tears welling up in her eyes, she feel like turning back to look at him once more but he would downgrade her when she turns and their gaze meets, so she made up her mind not to turn. She continued to sashay down the long hallway while his thoughts filled up her head still waiting for him to call her, she passed through the offices she passed on her way to bump into that horrible and dumbass. Amal remembered the words that mummy always says when it comes to issues like the one she's into currently. Mummy always says "what will be will be and wherever you are, the right person will always find you at the right time and in the right place, so keep calm and continue praying because Allah's plan is the best of planners, The right person will find you, he will find you!" Amal sighed and feel better after remembering those words of mummy.
Her phone started ringing and she stopped to pick the call which was Amaani, she stopped, picked the call and said...."Hey dumbo, I'm on my way back, don't damage my eardrum please, hey dumbo, before I come back lemme tell you something, I just met a young classy and hot pilot but that dumbass didn't utter a single word to me after taking a hell lotta time treating his tiny small wound. Amal summarised what happened all to Amaani and Amaani couldn't wait for Amal to come back so they'd gist and laugh at all the big and small things.
Amal told Amaani that she'd be there with them in a jiffy, they ended the call.