Business Banquet

"I've packed everything Mrs.Nusra Abdullah, Thanks for your concern" I address my mum formally. " This is the way you talk to your mum! Is that what I taught you?" Interoggates Mr.Ahqaf Abdullah from behind the door frame. "Nah" he never taught me that. I just wanted to refer to them like that. Because Why not?... It's a beautiful adventurous day where I get to see buffoons in suits, Royally parading some aisle in the vivid hotel. Showing off their branded luxurious goods. Oh my lord! Even Cairo decides to go with the style. He stands right across me in a black suit.. so cliche. I shake my head. " Are you really going like this?" My mum raises her eyebrows in concern looking down at me. I usually opt for color shawls and I've certain colors which I wear for good occasions but now I just felt like wearing black. Simple and elegant is what I want to look like. Not spoilt and brat. I've pinned the shawl twice on either side of my shoulders. My hijab is important than anything else. Not to mention my abaya, Its the oldest pocket abaya I own. No wonder mum is scanning me. "She looks perfect, I mean look at her purple bag sling across her body. She is absolutely stunning not to mention her dirtied grey shoes" my dad comments, Oh please dad wish it was true, the stunning part I mean. Cant bother cleaning my shoes. "Um, you want me to clean it for you.?" My dad asks with a cringed smile. "No, Thank you". There is a car honking in our driveway which makes us shift our attention from my outfit to the car. Bayerische Motoren Werke, not bad just my style. The butler or driver or whoever it is bows a little and opens the door and starts to introduce himself " Hand me the key" I extend my hand to him, Palm's down, and stare at him. "Mam but.." he trails off. "Just don't make me repeat myself" I hiss. He drops the key in my hand. Cairo steps in and pats the driver on his shoulder " She is just an angry bird, don't mind her buddy " with that he drags that man to the backseat. I can literally hear my mum sigh and my dad grin. I start the engine and hit the road. I change the setting on the navigation screen. The destination shows "The devils -WHAT? " I shake my head in disbelief. "The devil's horn " what kind of an absurd name is this. I check out the rearview mirror to see my brother and driver sitting in awkward silence. Serves them right. I pull into the driveway of the hotel half an hour later. "Half-past seven, BMW X4 drove by..." a man trails off seeing me behind the wheel, I get down so does the driver and Cairo. " Thank you for your services, we intend to avail it anytime soon" I smile a wide smile handing the key to Cairo signaling him to give it to the driver. He gives me the expression "ARE YOU BIPOLARIC " I shrug my shoulder slightly and take the flight of staircases two at a time. Cairo hands the key and pats the driver on the back "See you around buddy" and follows me inside the huge building with dim yellow and white lights. Argh! I wonder how many floors we got to ride in the elevator to reach the business banquet. As expected the keypad in the elevator flashes 100 floors. I see Cairo tap the 5th one. It would have been great if it was even higher I thought. We reach the banquet less than a minute. Huge tables are set out with gourmet meals, but I can barely see anyone. There are about 30 people in the hall which is comparatively less compared to the food served. Not even a close figure. Such extravagance, thankfully me and Cairo can hog as much as food as we want. I can feel the extra pounds I'm going to gain in the next few hours. We take a table approximately 15 meters away from Hairum, he is sitting with some big shots. He noticed us in the entrance and just nodded at Cairo and nothing else. I really don't care I was here for food and nothing else bothered me. I chose Mexican food and Cairo took some Chinese/ Philippines from the menu. I wanted something spicy, I really don't understand why my brother wants to eat something so bland. Our food arrives at our table and we just kept eating, once in a while I peeked at Mister Mastery Jerk to check if he was fine. There was no harm at all and I could tell from just sitting here that at least 15 of his men were armed. Even though it doesn't look like that. They must have tailored their suits to specially fit in weapons. I'm quite unnecessary here. Almost as if he heard me he waves his hand dismissively at his crowd and walks towards our table. "Hope you're enjoying your meal Miss " he addresses me with a smirk. I grit my teeth and just continue eating. Cairo gets up and shakes hands with him. He continues to stare down at me almost expecting any kind of reaction. You gotta try harder for that jerk. " Okay, enjoy your meal. I'll..." I bang a large glass on the table " I want some more digestivo... it tastes great Cairo " I tell Cairo almost mockingly. Hairum chuckles " I heard you drove the car here, how about..." again I cut him off " I prefer black Cairo!" I exclaim with no enthusiasm, the car was super cool but I gotta point out that it wasn't black rather it was brown. He smiles and leaves the table, I didn't make eye contact with him not even once. I raise my head to see Cairo. He scowls at me " What do you think of yourself, that was uncalled for. He is an infamous dude here. You think you can mess with him?" I don't look at him anymore and start playing with my food. Suddenly my appetite is gone out of the hotel. " On another note, DAMN GURL ! " Cairo exclaims and I look at him with utter surprise. He smiles at me and nods " That's how you maintain your standards, Sisterrr!".