Our Space

Chapter 42

Sami kept huffing and puffing while Radia tried to calm him down. The news that Manahil was already planning her wedding unnerved him. He was getting ready to meet the guy she'd chosen though he felt extremely nervous. What if he didn't like this man, Faisal. Would Manahil listen to him?

"Pray he's good," Sami said for the millionth time to Radia as he tried to fix his hair with his hands. Radia pulled Sami to face her. She cupped his face and looked into his eyes.

"Calm down and have some more faith. In'sha'Allah he'll be a great guy. He is who he is and this stressing of yours won't change anything. Go to see him with optimism," Radia comforted.

"Thank you," Sami said, hugging her.

"If Manahil could see how much you're stressing right now, she'd understand just how much you care about her."

"Of course I care, she's my sister."

"I'm glad you can forgive and forget after everything that's happened."

"It's not as hard for me. The insults weren't directed at me and I'm her brother. You on the other her, my amazing astounding wife, are one of a kind. I thought I was going to have to eventually convince you to make up with her but you forgave her and moved on all on your own!"

"Well, what's the point in holding grudges, especially if she's willing to bridge that gap between us. Besides, I don't blame her. She was upset and she took out on us. It's not right, but it's understandable," Radia explained.

"I love you," Sami said, kissing her nose as he turned back to his phone screen to fix his hair.

"Oh for God's sake, look here," Radia said, fixing Sami's hair for him. "I'm so tempted to just mess it all up."

"Why do you love hating on my hair?"

"Because I'm jealous of the fact that it's soft, even if it sticks up so much. At least it's better than my frizzy hair."

"I like your hair. It's thick and cool and makes you look pretty."

"You're trying to say I don't look pretty when you can't see my hair?" Radia asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Prettier."

"That's better."

Sami jumped as his phone began ringing. It was Faisal informing Sami that he was leaving his house. Taking a deep breath, Sami got up and put his jacket on.

"Pray he's good," he said again to Radia.

"In'sha'Allah he'll be amazing. Now go." Radia opened the door and pushed him out. "Remember to send me regular updates of what's going on. I'll have my phone on me especially to read your messages."

"Fine," Sami replied, rolling his eyes. "Asalamu'alaykum!"

"Wa'alsykumusalaam."

It wasn't long before Sami reached the café he and Faisal had agreed to meet in. He'd seen a picture of the guy and scanned the café to see if he was there. He sat down, unable to see him and took out his phone.

Sami: He's not here yet.

Radia: Did you just get there?

Sami: Yes...

Radia: Well give it some time! Gosh. Patience, dear hubby, patience!

Sami: I am being patient! You were asking for updates so I'm updating you. Gosh back to you, dear wife!

Radia: Shush. Is he here yet?