Destiny

Chapter seventeen

"No arguments there, now, hand it over."

"Hey, no need to get all worked up about it. Am actually helping you lose some weight. Consider me as your diet pill."

"Oh yeah? And how's that?"

"Look at it this way...I eat up all of it and save you from stacking up on its high calories... Actually you should be thanking me." Ameena said as she smiled at her genius reply.

At that Nadia didn't laugh, but rather she looked sad and dejected which made Ameena to stop smiling and a worried look cut across her face. She wished Nadia would talk to her about what's eating her up like the way she does with her. She put the jar on the night stand and held her hand asking her what was making her sad.

"Do you think I am too fat?"

"Noo, that was just the glutton in me speaking. Of course not, you are this very... sweet, chubby, bubbly delight, anyone will be glad to have. What made you say that?"

"I don't know, its just..."

She trailed off and put both hands in her face and began to sob. Ameena held her and stroke her without saying anything.

"I feel so horrible. All he wanted to do was apologise and all I did was act like a bitch..." She said amid her sobs.

So that's was it then. Now Ameena knew what this was all about. She had suspected it all along, now she knows. This past few days Nadia has not been herself.

She had her own troubles but at least now that she's prayed istikhara and asked for Allah's guidance, she felt at ease with herself. She knew her case was in the hands of the best planner and whatever it was that he planned for her, she will accept. She told Nadia not to worry and pray about it. InshaAllah khair.

"If that's all, I will like to continue my business with that guy over there." She said as she stretched and reached for the jar
"Almost there..."
THUD...
She looked at the ceiling feeling exasperated while Nadia laughed. Sometimes she wondered if she has a weak hold on gravity compared to others.

Her phone started ringing and Nadia handed it to her. Its an unknown number, so she cautiously said the salam. After the caller identified himself, her face lit up. She closed the mouthpiece and whispered the word "Arif" which made Nadia flip into an upright position. She motioned for her to put the phone on speaker.

When she heard him ask after her, she made a somersault on the bed, literally. He said he wanted to meet her if it was okay with her "just to apologise." He said.

Ameena said she will talk to her and get back to him on that.

After the phone call, Nadia bounced on the bed saying she's getting married after all.

"Who said anything about getting married?"

"It doesn't take much to put two and two together. Don't you see? After how horrible I acted, he still wants to talk to me. It can only mean one thing..."

"I would have been excited for you, but considering he's the third soulmate you've found in two years, makes it less exciting."

"Trust me, I have a good feeling about this one."

"You always say that."

They agreed to meet him at Cilantro by four in the evening. Luckily for them Ameena's mom is home, so they can use her car.

At three, she was ready and screamed all kinds of profanities at Ameena, when she found her not even remotely ready.

Twenty minutes later they arrived and got a table where they sat and waited.