Laila My Love - S01 E05

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Laila My Love - S01 E05

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Somehow I couldn’t get over my

encounter with Farid last night. I didn’t

know what was going on with him. I

have met a lot of people, but I have

never met anyone like him. Maybe that’s

why I was thinking about him. Maybe

that’s why I couldn’t get our

conversation from last night out of my

mind. Allah what was happening? It was

7:00am in the morning, it was Sunday.

Usually on Sundays, I’d like to sleep in.

But I had such a sleepless night. After

Sobia dropped me home last night, I

was super tired and couldn’t wait to get

into my bed, but I stayed up most of the

night and after sleeping for few hours, I

woke up super early and now I am wide

awake and can’t seem to go back to

sleep. Urghh I hate when that happens. I

gave up on going back sleep and

decided to get my bum out of the bed to

make some breakfast. Everyone was

home today, Sabir didn’t have any

football practice and Ammi had a day off

as well so I decided to make some

breakfast. I got to the kitchen and

decided to make some cheese omelet,

hash brown and tea. I decorated the

table with nice pink glassware that

Ammi brought with her from Turkey and

crochet table cloth . I called down Sabir

and Ammi to the kitchen to serve them

some fresh homemade breakfast which

is very rare because all of us are very

busy and we live off of granola and

cereals most of the time.

“Masha Allah, did you make all of this?”

Ammi sounded surprised and that’s

because even though I love to cook, I am

usually very lazy to bother.

“Jee Ammi, I woke up early so I decided

to make some breakfast.” I smiled and

passed some toasts to her.

“How was the birthday party baji?” Sabir

asked me while enjoying some extra

cheesy omelet I prepared specially for

him since he lives for cheese. I didn’t

know how to ask his question, yes the

party was good, but I still felt some

tension at the party.

“It was good, a lot of people showed up

and they loved the desserts and auntie

Mariam met a lot of people in the party

who might be contacting her in the

future to place some orders.” I told him.

“That’s really good; Allah knows how

hard it was for Mariam to get her

business started.” Ammi said.

“True, but everything is going well for

them now.”

“Yes, who was the host of the party?”

She popped the question.

“Ibrahims.” I responded giving more

attention to my food.

“Who are they?” My annoying brother

can’t keep his mouth closed.

“Don’t’ know. They are rich people, just

moved in from some big city” I

answered truthfully, leaving the part of

their son being my classmate.

“Yh, I have met them” My mom said and I

almost chocked.

“You do?”

“Oh yes, Ayesha Ibrahim came to our

agency few days back, she is looking for

some people to work around the house.

I was filling some work in the office and

I saw her there.” She told me.

“Oh.” Of course they were looking for

people to work in their house. If their

events venue from last night was so

amazing, imagine what their house look

like. We continued on talking about

Sabir’s football practice after that and

when Sabir starts talking, then no one

can stop him. The rest of the day went

pretty smoothly, Ammi and I made some

chicken pasta for dinner because Sobia

was coming over, as well as some of

Sabir’s friends. By the time we finished

making chicken pasta and some dark

chocolate brownies, it was almost time

for dinner. Since my whole outfit smelled

like a baking shop, I went up to my

room and wore a long green maxi

dress; it was kind of old but super

comfortable and wore my white linen

hijab since it was light and easy to style.

As soon as I went downstairs to the

living room, the doorbell rang. Talk

about timing. Sobia was looking

stunning like she always does. I mean

seriously I am not just saying this

because she is my best mate, I genuinely

mean it. She is tall, have nice curves, high

cheek bones, light beige skin tone. She

was wearing a beautiful maroon dress

with white lace on the sleeves and black

tights.

“You know you don’t have to dress up

when you come over, you can literally

come wearing pajamas and you would

still look flawless.” I said giving her a

hug and inviting her upstairs to my

room.

“Oh please don’t even get me started. Do

you even look at yourself clearly? You

should start paying more attention, I

mean seriously there were so many

guys, including the driver yesterday at

the party yesterday who were giving

you the looks but again you don’t seem

to care.” She jumped on my bed and

took my laptop to put some music on.

“Cmon it’s almost Magrib time, don’t play

music at this time.” I told her.

“Aray, okay fine. So did you like the party

yesterday? I had so much fun. You were

so quite there though” Sobia probably

noticed something yesterday, she was

right. I was awfully quite yesterday and

that’s because I kind of felt like Farid

was going to pop up from somewhere

after I saw him with that girl. Maybe he

enjoyed watching me being all awkward

that time.

“It was a long day yesterday, I just got

tired and there was a lot of moving

around too.” I told her.

“The Ibrahims are stunning though

aren’t they? I mean everyone in their

family is just gorgeous.”

“Well if I had their money, I would look

gorgeous too” I said sarcastically.

“Come on don’t hate on the rich fellows.”

She laughed.

“I am not hating on them Sobs, I just

don’t like how some people with money

think they own the world and the

people in it.”

“Yh, lets the way is it, but don’t worry

one day we will have own businesses

too and we will be driving limousines

and all that stuff” That’s why Sobia is a

sweetheart. She always lightens my

mood.

“Now are we just going to sit here, or

you are going to feed me something

too?”

“Dinner is served.” Sabir came in

announcing.

The rest of the evening went

exceptionally well. Then it was time to

leave, Sobia really wanted to get some

ice cream so we decided to give Sabirs

friends ride home on our way to the

shop. I sat in the front seat with Sobia

and Sabir and his friends hopped in the

back. We turned on our favorite playlist

from Adele and had our own karaoke

session in the car. We dropped the

Sabir’s friends to their homes, and Sobia,

Sabir and I headed towards Sunlight Ice

Cream to grab our favorite item from the

menu, strawberry gelato.

It was about 8:30pm by the time we got

there and as usual Sobia’s took forever

to do her reverse parking. At last, we got

inside the Ice cream place and it was so

quite. We loved coming here late just

because during the day, this place is like

a zoo. They make such delicious ice

cream that people actually come here

from different towns outside of

Bradford for it. We were greeted by a

beautiful lady with bright red hair and

freckles, and even though it was late and

night and she was probably too tired

after running this place, she still

managed to greet us with a welcoming

smile, a genuine one. Sobia and I got our

favorite strawberry gelato and my little

brother went with a pineapple flavor ice

cream.

We got into the parking lot and saw

another car that was parked right

across from us. There were some people

who were standing outside of the car

laughing and talking very loudly. We

didn’t bother looking their way. We

almost reached the car when I heard

someone saying my name from the

back. At first I thought I am just hearing

things, but I heard it again and this time

Sobia and Sabir heard it too.

I turned around to see who is calling my

name.

It was Farid and behind him, I could see

his friends looking in our direction.

Farid came towards us and looked at

Sobia, Sarib and lastly, at me.

“Laila.” He was drunk. I could tell. Of

course he drinks too. I was about to

turn around when he grabbed my hand

and pulled me right back to him. Sobia

was too freaked out to speak, but Sabir

on the other hand didn’t fail to speak

up.

“Hey leave her.” Sarib came forward and

held his hand that was still holding me.

The next thing I know, we were

surrounded by Farid’s friends. First I

thought he is just a messed up boy who

is rebellious and don’t care about what

people think. But today, at this moment,

he truly scared me. His hand was still

holding me and one of his friends was

close of Sobia and the rest were around

where I was standing.

“Don’t touch him.” I warned him and his

friends to stay away from my brother.

“Or else what?” He took my waist from

his other hand and pulled me closer. I

didn’t know what to do. I seriously

don’t. I have planned sceneries in my

mind, where I would fight people back if

I ever get into a situation like this. But

right now standing in this empty

parking lot with my best friend and my

brother, I seriously didn’t know what to

do.

“What is your problem, what did I do to

you?” I looked up to him and even

though I tried not to cry and be a bad

ass chic. I failed. I ended up crying in

front of everyone.

And just like that he let me go and Farid

and all his friends started laughing. I

never felt humiliated like this ever

before. Maybe it was all a joke and a bet

or whatever it was. It was pathetic. All of

them went back to their car pretending

as if nothing happened. I mean

seriously, are they out of their freaking

mind? What kind of people were they?

Sadistic.

“Was that…?” Sobia was about to say his

name and that’s the last thing I wanted

to hear at this point.

“Don’t Sobia, and Sabir promise me you

won’t tell Ammi what happened.” I

looked at brother and he shook his

head. Even he was way too freaked out

to say anything else. Looking at my

brother made me feel even worse. He

looked so helpless. I can’t just let this go

and let Farid feel as if it was nothing.

I don’t know how I got my guts back

but instead of getting into the car, going

home and never looking back like a

normal human being. I decided to go

towards where Farid and his friends

were standing, still laughing.

“Get in the car, I’ll be back.” I told them

before any of them could stop me. I have

had enough of this. I walked where

Farid and his friends were standing.

“Look who is here.” One of his friends

said to him. Farid had his back on me

and when he turned around to face me,

he looked at me as if he is seeing me for

the first time.

“Hey it was a bet” He said while smoking

his stupid cigarette. I don’t believe this.

He didn’t even consider apologizing. I

already made up my mind and there is

no way I was going back. I knew I am

probably going to regret this later but

he deserves this after making a fool out

of me in front of his friends like that.

And after going back and forth with my

life choices, I slapped right across his

face.

He was too shocked to say anything and

so were his friends. He was looking at

me as if I have grown another head.

“What did you think Farid, I was just

going to go back home crying? Did you

really expect I wasn’t strong enough to

stand against you after you treated me

like that?” I looked right at him. He

needed to be reminded about how to

treat others.

“Don’t you dare ever doing this to me or

anyone else for that matter? Just

because I didn’t say anything to you

earlier doesn’t mean you can do

anything you like.” I shouted this time

not carrying who else is listening at this

point.

I went back to the car and Sobia and

Sabir looked at me like I have gone

crazy.

“What are you staring at, lets get going.”

I said putting my seatbelt on.

“Wow. That was so cool Appi.”Sabir said

from the back giving me a high-five.

“No it was not cool, Laila do you any idea

what you did just now?” Sobia was not

having it. I could tell she was scared and

honestly I was too but what’s the worst

that could happen?

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