Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5
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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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