Chapter Four

Zara made her way to her Aunt's room after her little talk with her two cousins. Pushing the door open, the woman was arranging clothes inside the closet. Her husband's clothes, she thought. A smile made it way out of Zara's lips. Both her parent and Aunties have come to a certain age but their love is still strong. Zara wished to get their kind of love. "Zara" Myrah's voice snapped her out of her thoughts, flashing her a smile, she trekked to where the woman was standing. "I must say Aunt love uncle Khalid so much" Zara teased helping her with arranging the clothes. Myrah shakes her head with a slight smile. The one that shows how happy she is inside. "I do, but marriage isn't a bed of roses. It comes with up and down but with patients, having faith in Allah and our parents' immerse prayer get us to where we are now. So always respect your parents, because they went through a lot for you" Zara nodded her head in answer. One thing she likes about the woman is her advice about life and whatnot. "Where are the boys?" Myrah asked closing the closet door. Zara finds herself rolling her eyes. "The two guys are boring. I'm trying to hook them up with beautiful girls, they're refusing. Amir said he has someone already while Fawwaz said he's not interested" Now what will she do about Sumayya, she has already given her Amir's number but she doesn't care, she won't give up so easily. "Then let them be, they're not staying single forever are they? sooner or later, they will also get married" Zara cupped her face with both her hands thinking about the day Amir and Fawwaz will introduce their wife to be especially Fawwaz who said he's not interested. "Why don't you find yourself a boyfriend then" she stared at her aunt bug-eyed. "Come on Aunt, I'm too young for that," she said sheepishly suddenly feeling shy. "Oh is that so? I'll -" "I almost forgot, I'm here to tell you about the building, I've found a good place to open the bakery," She said trying to change the topic. "Oh really. That's good. Have you thought of a name already?" "Right. That's why I'm here because I know you have some ideas about foodies" She plopped down beside her aunt. ** Managing two things at a time is not an easy thing. Farah finds herself dozing off in the shop due to lack of sleep yesterday night was hectic for her she was so busy planning her brand design that she didn't get enough sleep. "Sis Farah, you should go home I'll manage the rest" Yasmin patted her shoulders slightly. "I'm okay-" the left of Yasmin's lips curved up seeing a yawn escape her sister's lips. "You see, just go home and rest, I'll take care of the rest" Yasmin is right. She needs to get a good rest. "Okay, see you later" she bade her farewell, taking her bag off the royal couch placed beside the changing room. Unlocking the car, she ignites the engine to life. She drove slowly back home with a cool Islamic song playing in the background. Her phone suddenly vibrates beside her. 'Husby' flashed across the screen. A smile made it way out of her lips, as she slides the green button. "Assalamu Alaikum Husby" she greeted, clutching the phone to her ear. "Wa Alaikum salam Husby's wife" he mimics her tone. "Are you in the shop or at home?" he added. "Why? Are you coming over?" De asked the line suddenly went quite. "Husby?" she called. "Are you there?" there was a screeching sound followed by his voice. "Yes wife, I'm thinking about having dinner together. You know, me and you" "Like a date?" she finds herself asking, the smile not leaving her face. "Yeah like a date" It's been a while since they went for a date. Now hearing this all her stress vanish. "Okay, I'm on my way back home, You can come straight home" "Okay wife, see you soon" Farah hummed in answer, increasing her speed. ** "Man, are you serious about what you said?" Amir inquired after a moment of silence between them. "Serious about what?" Fawwaz brows knitted together in question. "What you told Zara about not interested in having a girlfriend" Fawwaz rolled his eyes in answer. "Yeah, do you have a problem with that?" he said sarcastically. Amir forms his lips in a thin line not saying anything more. Fawwaz might be the quiet person you'll ever know but sometimes he can be arrogant. What's the problem in asking why he's not interested in girls, Amir thought. He let out a small smile remembering Zara's reaction when he told her about having someone in his heart, the secret will be in his heart until the right time comes then they'll find out about her. A pile of silence illuminates through the whole room, both Amir and Fawwaz didn't say anything more to each other. Sometimes, he used to wonder how Fawwaz mode can change from normal to arrogant. "Hey guys, why the silence?" She heard their little talks but decided to watch them from afar. Fawwaz really knows how to annoy people at times but that wouldn't happen with her because she's going to annoy him till he surrenders to her. Amir glanced at her direction while switching off his phone and stood up. "Have you finished your talk with Aunt Myrah, let's go home, I need to stop by Dad's office" Zara sense the unusual tone dripping from his voice. "Yeah, but first let me speak to Mr. Intelligent" she extend the Intelligent' while she walked towards where Fawwaz was sitting completely unaware of her as earphone was plugged to his ear. Standing in front of him, she unplugged it while folding her arms with a slight smirk. "What?" he said. "Are you asking me that? I heard your conversation with Amir, he's your brother, you shouldn't talk to him like that and besides, there's nothing wrong in asking" She clarified, lifting her hands up. "And so?" he ushered back plugging the earphone once again. Zara unplugs it plopping it inside her bag. Fawwaz closed his eyes in annoyance. Zara knew she has hit his button. "Okay, It won't happen again. Can you now give me my earphone?" He doesn't have the strength to argue with her, knowing it'll be of no use, as Zara is real trouble. "I won't give it back to you, till I come next time, so get ready because I'm going to annoy you so well, you won't be able to do anything to me" "What do you mean by that?" Zara held her jaw in thinking "Well because I'm moving back to this house" she muttered enough for both of them to hear. "What?" Fawwaz and Amir said together. "Yeah you heard me, My bakery is closer to Aunt Myrah's house so it'll be easier for me. So Fawwaz get ready for my troubles" she winked walking pass a mouth agape Amir.