Jiddah's POV.
        Why do I keep bumping into him?  I asked myself . We bumped into each other earlier today after the awful incident . He caused it anyways because,  he was dressed and was in a hurry.  He quickly muttered a "sorry" and left.
           Amma is going back to school in a week time and I feel so bad about it.  I wished she could stay a little longer. We are really close and I kept wondering how it would feel without her around. 
      We sat in the living room downstairs writing Amma's shopping list.  "Don't you think I should get more bags?"she asked chewing the cover of her pen.
         "Ladies and Gulma ehn" someone interrupted us.  I could recognize the voice even if it's in my sleep so I didn't bother to look up. 
         We concluded the list and I felt like strangling Amma when she rejected his offer to take us.  She even lied saying we were going with my boyfriend.  Which boyfriend?. I was very angry but it subsided when she begged me to prepare Indomie Noodles for him.  I mean my dear Faruk.  Can words describe how u felt that moment?.
      I was very tired and sleepy before then but when I was requested to cook for him,  it all vanished. I went to the kitchen and you needed to see me at work. Like I wanted to make something 'perfect ' . I finished in less than 10 minutes and suddenly,  my heart began to beat faster as I carried the food tray.  I pray I don't trip.
      Ya Rabb!  Help me.  I spent like two minutes muttering silent prayers before finally leaving the kitchen. I walked slowly and gently placed the food tray on the center table with shaky hands.
       "Jiddah " he called softly and I stopped gasping for air. He was walking towards me and I felt
....  😍 He stood in front of me and like we were very close. I could feel his breath on my skin.  "I'm sorry Jiddah " I heard him say softly.
           Ya salam!  I just couldn't believe it.  Is it real or I'm daydreaming.  I pinched myself and yes!  It was real.  He's really standing in front of me apologizing. I looked up at him and guess what?  Dark chocolate eyes were staring at me.  Ya rabb!
          "I'm sorry for everything Jiddah.  For changing towards you. " Ya Allah!  Please make this dream come true if I'm really dreaming.  I pinched myself again to make sure  I was awake.
           I looked up at him and Dark chocolate eyes were still staring at me.  I smiled fighting the urge to cry.  Even if I cry,  then it's tears of joy. I smiled and he stared at me and this seemed like forever until he broke the silence.
        "Friends? " he asked extending his hands.  I looked down at his hands. How would it feel touching this hand?  No!  I can't shake him.  He's not my muharram.
           "I'm sorry I can't shake you because you aren't my  muharram. Why don't we high-five each other. " I said and he stared at me confused. 
      "I mean in the air" I said gesturing with both hands.
      He smiled and we 'high-fived '[ is it actually a word?  ] in the air muttering "Friends ".
        There was an awkward silence before I muttered a "thank you " and ran to my room.  Like I ran! Wow?  Someone is making me act like a five year old.
         I rolled on my bed and I don't think I've been happier.  I rushed to the bathroom and performed my wudhu.  I was sleepy but then,  I wanted to thank Allah so I observed two raka'ah and spent more than ten minutes in sujood.
        I woke up the next day and was surprised on how I comfortably slept on my prayer mat and with my hijab on.  I didn't even change into my nighties.  Why shouldnt I sleep comfortably when I was used to sleeping on the floor and let's not forget what happened. "FRIENDS".
        I was in a very good mood that morning and it was so obvious. "You seem so exited today.  What's the secret? " Ummi asked as I made breakfast. I simply smiled at her changing the topic.
         I didn't ask Hajiya what to make for breakfast.  I wanted to surprise her you know.  She buys bean cake at least twice a week but has never asked me to make it for breakfast.  Maybe she thinks I can't make it but I'm sure the one I'll make will be far better than the one she buys.
          Alhamdulillahi. Things are turning out perfectly well.  She really appreciated it and you need to see the look on her face when she first saw that was what I made for breakfast.  And the comment she made actually made my day.
     I took Faruk's breakfast to his room and thank God  he wasn't half naked and I didn't trip.  He answered my greetings smiling and said he will prefer to be eating in the dinning with Amma and I so I went with the food and you need to see how happy Amma was when she learnt he would be eating with us.
                I started to eat because I was starving but Amma insisted she will wait for Faruk.  He finally showed up when I was done eating.  I saw no point sitting there so I left them alone.
       The sound of my phone brought me out from my thoughts. A text from Faruk!  Wow!
          "Aren't friends meant to eat together ". I read the text a gazillion times and gosh!  You needed to see my face. 
      "I was starving so I couldn't wait for you " I replied. I just waited for a minute for his reply but it seemed like forever.
     "I would have waited for you all day even if I would die of starvation. " he finally replied.
     Ya salam!  I just stared at the screen unable to reply. 
     I woke up the next day and guess what,  I slept with my clothes on and my phone was right beside me.  I would have plugged it and also change into my nighties on q normal day but....
       
         We ate breakfast together with him...  I mean Faruk and he sat beside me. 
    "Jiddah! Jiddah!! "  Amma called. I was in the bathroom when she bumped into my room shouting my name.  "Quickly come to my room when you are done.  I don't know how many times you will have your bath today" she said  slamming the door.
         I picked a random blue top with a black straight skirt.  I combed my hair and let it fall on my back . Hajiya and Faruk went out earlier today  so why should I bother covering my hair. I grabbed my phone and was rushed to her room .
          I just feel happy and you know,  relaxed.  I was singing at the top of my voice running on the stairs when I bumped into someone and before I could realize what was happening,  I was on the floor and my nose was bleeding.
       "Subhana Allah! Are you OK Jiddah? " he asked.  Yes!  I was right.  I knew it was Umar I bumped into because we are always bumping into each other.
         Ya salam!  What is he doing at home?  I thought he went out with Hajiya. Ya Salam .
       Did he just ask if I was Ok?. For goodness sake I'm on the floor and my nose is also bleeding and he's asking if I was OK.  I looked up at him and noticed he was playing with a strand of my hair. 
     Ya Rabb! Without thinking twice,  I stood up and ran to my room.

Hehehehe.  I've also been wondering why they are always bumping into each other.  Is it love?
There's this guy I'm always bumping  into so what do you think? [jaykay]
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