Destined To Be.

Chapter 25

Ayla,

My sisters and I are finally having our long awaited girls night in. Mamma is having Salwa for a sleep over and even though I hate having her out of my site I know she's in safe ,capable, loving hands.

My parents and siblings have turned her into a right little madam. They spoil her Rotten and lets her get away with anything. She maybe only three but she has them all wrapped around her little pudgy finger. Who can blame them? She's a beautiful little girl just like her Father. She has Afsan's beautiful eyes , her cute straight nose has the making of Afsan's and her smile is heartbreakingly the same. Alhumdulilah, I'm so lucky to have a mini version of my beloved husband.

Faith and Salwa has been my life line. It keeps me going when I have my down days, Alhumdulilah they have become less and less. My Place is another way to keep me busy. The cafe is doing so well that I had to hire couple of more employees and surprise
one of them happens to be Farren.

Yep, you heard correct. Farren works with me at My Place and to shock you further she has grown quite close to Mamma and I. She has cut ties with her parents and ventured out on her own, with no help from her Daddy. She rejects it all and I know in due time she will tell all as she has opened up more around us.

Her appearance is another shocker. Gone is the bleached blonde hair, instead she has grown it out without all the extra chemicals you can finally see her original hair colour showing which is a lovely strawberry blonde. She dresses more elegantly instead of trashy and it's the kind of clothes that she buys of the rack instead of all the designer gear she used to parade around in.

"AYLA!!!". Inaya's shouts right against my ear, startling me.

"What the hell Inaya!!''. I grab a pillow that is next to me and slap her in the face with it.

"I was asking you a question!" Inaya grabs the pillow and throws it back at me in annoyance.

"Ok, go ahead." Rolling my eyes, as Inaya no doubt is going to be asking me the same thing again as she has been doing for a week now.

"Can you help me out tomorrow night at the community centre? I need all the help I can get Please." She thinks fluttering her lovely lashes can work but she needs to think again.

"No". I say for the hundredth time.

"But Whyyyyyyy? Why are you being so difficult? Why is it when I ask you this one thing yo...."

"Seroiusly!! " I throw a arc an eyebrow, "One thing!".

"Okay ,maybe you do happen to be the only one who always say yes to whatever I ask but this is different sis. Please." She begs, putting her hands together.

"Why isn't she bugging you to help her?" I turn to Aqsa who is scrolling through the phone with a pissed off expression.

Uh oh!

"Because she takes you for a sucker that's why. She has been asked to organise this charity thing for school and you know our dear Inaya and working. They don't go together. So she want's you to do all the hard work that she'll end up taking credit for." She finishes off throwing her phone on the bed.

"Woah, who rattled your cage?" Inaya looks at Aqsa and then down at her phone, a smile flitters across her lips. Grabbing the phone quickly she jumps out of the bed. Aqsa reacts late and soon enough is chasing her around the room.

Well we know the outcome of that. No matter how hard Aqsa will try to get her phone back it will be in vain as the one thing that our sister Inaya doesn't share with Asqsa and myself is our height difference, she has a good five inches on us and she loves using this to her advantage as she holds the phone up high and takes a look at what's on the screen.