Qulsum

Mrs.Rami

"Why do you go in the same car?"

"Our destination is the same and it puts a good impression." I say.

"Are you getting jealous?" He asks with a chuckle.

"No ofcourse not." I say and he nods.

"Good. I don't want you suspecting me and having trust issues. I hate women like that." He mumbles and I look at him grossed out.

"Why would you say that?" I snap.

"Say what?" He asks.

"You hate women like that ok so suddenly you're so experienced." I say rolling my eyes.

"Oh my God"

I don't respond we get to the restaurant and head inside.

"Cheer up sweetheart." He says and I smile.

"Hi you..." a guy comes up and I recognized the voice. Holy crap.

"Qulsum?" Danish says.

"Salam alaykum" I say with a smile and he responds and gives me a side hug and then turns to Yaseen.

"Salam alaykum." He says and Yaseen responds.

"I'll show you your table." He says and we follow him.

We sat down and Danish gave us the menu.

"So how have you been." He asks.

"Good alhamdulillah. How are you and how's your family?" I ask.

"I'm good I'm studying and working here part time. The family is good too. You should come visit. They'll be more than happy to see you." He says.

"Oh really or just you?" Yaseen says.

"Huh?"

"Nothing." Yaseen says clearing his throat.

"How's your father?"

"He is doing great." Yaseen says before I could reply.

"That's good."

"You're not family anymore." Yaseen says.

"I know. But I would say we are still friends" Danish says.

"Ok guys I'm ready to order." I say changing the topic.

"Well you were never friends. You were forced into a family." Yaseen says.

"And now we are not. But I still know her."

"That's lovely allow us to order please." He says.

"I'll be back." Danish says leaving.

"I want this." I say pointing to the spaghetti meal.

"Why the f*ck is he hugging you like that." Yaseen scoffs.