Too much for a day

Chapter 3

With a few weeks going by and me smoothly avoiding any contact or confrontation with the stupid ex I felt ectreamy relieved that Life still went on as usual.

“ you have something to say say it, ” Daneen says

“ being polite is easy you know, besides can you be nice once we arrive at the factory of Zahreefah mother will lecture us about marriage and us being really old or whatever.”

“Now you know why I’m cranky, its not like good men fall from the sky.”

“you should be the last one to speak, I’m starting to question if you actually like men.”

“shut it Liya.”

She’s only telling me to shut it cause she knows she changes men away with all that dominate behavior and I don’t think 28 is old…we arrive at the gathering placing our gift I took the kitchen counter before getting wacked by a soup spoon for not watching our diet.

“At your age woman gain weight easily, and being unmarried you should watch that figure.”

Mahmood was Zahreefah mother who showed us love in the most un-obvious way…whacking us with her cooking utensils and wrapping us up with several hijabs, something we know we enjoy.

Zahreefah arrived just as confused as we were about the commotion her mother was stirring across the family…one of our old childhood friends Bassam was present. She announced Zahreefah ingagemebg, my jaw as well as Daneen and Zahrddfaha dropped instantly. She was a pious girl though waiting for a health halal marriage so to her she knew ut was what she wanted all along .

We took our seats waiting for the groom to arrive. They exchanged rings, and numbers. When no one was looking we kidnapped the groom dragging him to the garden, okay maybe that was Dannes doing, but anyway we where now stuck in a interrogation with one if my best friends future husband.

She pulled him by the neck squinting her eyes at him, see what I mean by drama queen. “ who are you, what are you doing and what hole did you crawl out from.”

I watched him swallow bits if his soul as he watched Daneen half strangle him, “ I’m Intikaab, nice to meet you to,, he said removing his tie, “ and don’t worry I have Zahreefah best interest at heart.”

We watched him walk back in as we took a stroll around the pool, Daneen had murder on her mind. Our old classmate Bassam rushed out asking for some alone time with Daneen. I rolled my eyes stealing his savories as I sneaked into the house.

“ you still look the same,” Bassam said

“ is that a complement it an insult?”

“The best of both,” he said smirking.

It had been year’s since the two actually saw eye to eye, strange watching him act all tough in front if her when her knew that he feared her a lot. After siting her down and trying to crack down her wall he finally managed to get her number, before jumping back into the party. A little smile on Dannes face as she watched her rival wink at her.

Waaliyah returned making gaming sounds, “ you really still crushing in him, ” with a smack on Waaliyah shoulder they had an extra thing to celebrate.