"Nah... You know I can't wear this, it's too revealing"
"Come on Farah, you have to look sexy for Jawad" she chimed.
Only if she knew
"Okay let's check the other sections." She stated disappearing out of the door.
Seriously all these things are getting on my nerves. First pretending to be couples in love and now date.
"You coming," Myrah shouted from outside, getting me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah coming"
We checked almost all the sections, from dresses, cosmetics, lingeries talking of lingerie is making me cringe.
"Why did we buy a lot of things, it's just a date" I exclaimed taking the shopping bags off the counter.
"What do you mean a lot of things, you literally need them for your date," shrugging her shoulder she paid the bills, walking towards the exit. "And besides, they are not all yours; I also bought for myself," She said rolling her eyes.
We put all the shopping bags inside the car.
Ya Allah, I will never go shopping with Myrah again, she's such a shopping freak
She was about to enter the driver's seat when she stopped on her tracks.
"Come to think of it, I'm craving for some French fries." She mumbles quietly licking her lips.
"You can eat at home" I fake a smile.
"No, there is one restaurant nearby let's go there" she points at the place. "And besides why are you in a hurry; or do you miss your man?" She teased winking at me, I felt heat radiate my body.
We trekked to the restaurant, in which Myrah ordered her French fries munching on it immediately, whereas I just ordered Oreo milkshake.
I don't feel like eating.
"Um... So good" she moaned by the taste. "Girl you miss this," she said pointing at her food.
"You know what? Just eat your French fries" I said rolling my eyes.
**
"You have less than 20mins to get ready," Myrah said popping her head from the door.
Applying a hair cream on my hair, I strengthen it with a stretcher, I wore the black dress we bought which has white pearls on the upper part, and the back has cape from the waist down, I wore a matching hijab. Applying a little eyeliner and red matte lipstick, I watch my reflection on the mirror.
Masha Allah.
I mumbled to myself, making sure I took all the necessary things I need, I walked downstairs, seeing Myrah dressed in a navy green blouse flown down with her black hijab
She look beautiful
Spotting me, her eyes widen, mouth agape.
"Oh my Allah... You look so beautiful" she said embracing me in a hug.
"You too" I replied back.
To be honest, it's not that I'm bragging but I know that I look beautiful tonight, I hope the night... No fake night will be good.
"Oh my Gosh... Is that you Farah." I heard Khalid's voice, holding his wife's hand. A small smile made it way out of my lips.
"If Jawad sees you, he won't be able to concentrate on the date," he said sheepishly. I kept my head down feeling shy; I heard the sounds of footsteps making my head snapped upward.
It was as if time has stopped, my heart started beating fast which I've never felt before, we stared at each other, and that gives me time to check him out, dressed in a golden kalmeez with his hair slightly combed sideways, I feel like running my hands on them. Ya Allah, where are these thoughts coming from. I mentally scold myself.
"Uhum...."Khalid cleared his voice making us snapped out of our reverie.
"You can do your romance when we are back from the date," Myrah said winking at us, taking her husband's hand and walking to the door.
"We will be waiting in the car" She shouted.
And they left leaving only me and him standing, I couldn't bring my eyes to look at him, I felt very shy. He took a step closer to me, making my knees weak.
Ya Allah.
Walking pass me, he held the doorknob, then stopped.
"You look beautiful"
And he left, Is he really Jawad or someone else
I doubt that.
**
The drive to the Allah knows where was boring, Jawad and Khalid talking about business, whereas Myrah is literally gisting me about her trip to whatever country I can't even pronounce.
The car stopped at a fancy restaurant, wow I mumbled to myself.
The inside is more beautiful than the outside, Masha Allah whoever owns this place spent a lot of money building it.
There are only few people in the restaurant, mainly couples. We walked upstairs towards the lounge. Jawad being the actor he is, pulled the chair for me.
"Thank you, " I said.
The waiter came towards our table, and hand us the menu.
"I will like chicken breast with salad," Myrah said.
"I will like the same with her" Khalid also answered. I scanned the menu contemplating what to order.
"Steak," I said handing him the menu. Before leaving he winks at me.
Seriously is he blind can't he see I'm not alone?
Now it's Jawad's turn, let's see what he will order. After staring the menu for some time, he finally speaks.
"I want Italian sausage," he said gritting his teeth, flashing the waiter a dirty look.
He left immediately and came back with our food, the three ordered Cola, while I went for orange juice.
We ate quietly, and talk when it's necessary. I've been feeling Jawad gaze on me, but I kept my head down focusing on my steak.
The drive back home was literally quite, what I needed at the moment is to just sleep, I can barely keep my eyes open. And the heels I'm wearing are killing me.
By the time we reached home, I bid them goodbye and walked slowly to my room; entering the room, I slouched down on the bed without even changing my clothes. What I heard next before drifting off is Jawad calling my name.
Farah