Mufida got her chocolate chips cookies and her coffee with extra milk to the living room, she settled herself on the couch adjacent to the television and turned the tv on. She isn't going to work, she told Rahma to filled her in on whatever that happens there, she also asked her to help her with the attendance.

It's not like she is tired or something, she is strictly avoiding Hisham as she didn't have the right answer to give him. Well, she is just confused about everything. She had met up with Halima yesterday and Halima cleared out everything to her, and her last words really made her wonder if she is indeed making the right decision.

Halima told her to look deeply into her heart and do what she sees, she shouldn't be blinded by hatred for someone and make the wrong decision.

Halima is right, but she is confused about everything. What to do and what not.

Mufida took a bite of her cookies and sipped her coffee slowly relishing the nice taste of it in her mouth, her eyes was focused on the show going on, which was an Indian series. It was the repeat of yesterday's own, she missed it so she is watching it now together with her breakfast.

"You aren't late today neh?"Umma asked, settling herself on the couch beside Mufida.

Mufida kept the cup of coffee down and looked her mother. "Actually..."She weighed. "I'm not going to work today."Mufida concluded with a nervous smile.

"And why is that ? I've noticed that you do the same thing everyday since Eid, why aren't you going to work is there something that I should know about?"Umma enquired furrowing her brows slightly at Mufida.

Should I tell umma about it ?

Gosh !

Mufida was eerily quite, she bit her lower lips before turning to her mother. She couldn't find the correct lie that she will tell her mother and she'll agree without any arguments.

If she tells her mother about Hisham's proposal then she'll get all excited about it and she isn't even sure if she likes Hisham that way and that she is ready to marry him.

And Haidar....

Everything is messed up.

"Umma...I...uh..."Mufida started blinking her eyes innocently at her mother.

Mufida gave up, she is her mother she deserves to know the truth before anyone.

And she'll do the right thing.

"I'm avoiding my boss."Mufida confessed with a sigh. A line appeared between umma's forehead as she stared at Mufida.

"Why?"

"Umma."Mufida called out, faintly. "He uh...proposed to me."She blurted her eyes closed.

A wide smile illuminated umma's face. "Alhamdulillah, that's good news Mufida, why are you avoiding him then?"

Mufida felt the urge to roll her eyes. See what I was talking about.

"I don't like him."Mufida replied taking a sip of her coffee, she couldn't wait for their conversation to get over before taking it. It might get cold by then.

"But you'll like him eventually, Mufida that's just how it works. I didn't even know how your father looked like when I married him."

Mufida sighed deeply. Her mother is right, but that happens with the lucky ones. It's not all arrange marriage that works out, don't believe it when people say it.

"I don't think that's possible, Umma. And he is Haidar's twin brother."Mufida stated not knowing where the conversation was heading.

"Why are you worried about all this unnecessary things, you said it yourself that you don't like him anymore then what's the problem in giving Hisham a chance."

Mufida sighed, again. Hoping her mother will understand her, but even she is confused she shouldn't expect much from her mother.

"You still like Haidar don't you?"Umma inquired.

Mufida was shy, but what can she do. She needs someone to discuss all this with.

Maybe she might get the right answer.

"I don't know."Mufida replied, solely. "It's just so confusing, umma. I agree that Haidar was my first love, but he did so many things to me, I can't bring myself to forgive him or even forget about it."

"Come here."Umma called, tapping the space beside her for Mufida to sit. Mufida sat down beside her mother and laid her head on her laps.

She was finally at peace.

"Forgiveness is also a part of a relationship, it keeps it going and alive. Everybody makes mistakes, it's common we're humans and we're not perfect in every way, we're perfect in our own ways Mufida. What Haidar did wasn't fair I agree with you, but then don't you still feel bad when you don't forget and forgive him?"

Mufida gave a slight nod.

"You feel bad even after showing him that you don't need him in your life again, that's because you really do Mufida, you just done realize it because of anger. In life there are things we just have to ignore no matter how badly it hurts us, forget about it and move on that's how life works."

Mufida looked up at her mother with a weak smile, from all what her mother said, it was from her heart, it was as if she has been in that position. Mufida felt curious to know more about her mother.

"I feel like that every time I talk rudely with him, but umma, I don't like him. That's for sure."Mufida mumbled under her breath but loud enough for umma to hear her.

"Are you sure about that Mufida?"Umma asked with a light chuckle. "Because all I see your in your eyes is your undying love for Haidar."Umma said, teasingly.

"Umma, please."Mufida whined giggling a little. "Look at it one more time, Umma. The first time was wrong."She added and Umma pulled her cheeks playfully.

"You can't run away from the truth for long Mufida, accept it already."Mufida only hummed and turned away playing with her well manicured nails. She can't say, but her mother is right.

Does she really like Haidar ?

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"What will you do without me Heenah?"Mufida questioned Raheenah, who called her up to ask her if she could accompany her on shopping tomorrow for Batoul's birthday. She is turning five in a few days.

"Absolutely, nothing."Raheenah replied her and Mufida smiled. She knew Raheenah said that only to convince her to go out with her.

"Yeah, right."Mufida rolled her eyes and added. "Anyway, how is my Batoul?"

"She is fine and so is her mother."Raheenah answered sarcastically.

"I didn't ask of her mother."Mufida teased and Raheenah mimicked what she said before cutting the call.

Mufida laughed and threw her phone on the bed before entering the bathroom to perform ablution. Her mother's words are still ringing in her head like an alarm, or a reminder.

She can't get it out of her head no matter how hard she tries.

Mufida came out of the bathroom, she sprayed her praying mat and slipped her army green hijab and offered her Dhuhr prayer. She prayed for everything to be more clear for her in life, may she be able to choose what's right for her.

Folding the hijab, a call came from her phone. She looked at the name of the person calling and arched her eyebrows in confusion.

Why is he calling me now ? She asked no one in particular but herself.

She ignored the call and kept her hijab in her closet and was about to leave the room when another call came through again, and it was from none other than the one and only Haidar.

Mufida picked the call, not because she wanted to she didn't want him to keep on calling her on and on.

Maza akwai naci.

"What?"Mufida half yelled with an eye roll. He hasn't called her since Eid and now all of a sudden he will just call her to tell her what exactly ? He is sorry ?

Pfft !

"Assalamu Alaikum. Peace be upon you."Now she felt bad for shouting at him on the phone that way, and it's his fault, he made her feel bad.

"Wa'alaikumussalam. Peace be upon you too. What is it Haidar?"Mufida asked her voice a little bit low.

"Can we meet ?"Haidar asked and Mufida removed the phone from her ear to check the caller again and confirm whether It was Haidar or not. Why would he even want them to meet ?

She thought she made everything clear to him that day.

"I want to clear out everything, please."Haidar pleaded so calmly. Mufida shut her eyes and sighed.

"I don't feel like going out today, maybe some other time."Mufida spurned, nicely.

"I can meet you at home then, please don't say no."

He was being so nice, she couldn't say no to him even if she wanted to. "Okay."Mufida mumbled with a small smile and hang up.

Mufida ignored all the questions roaming around her head and went downstairs to have lunch. Sa'eed's graduation from Nigerian Military School is next month, he'll come back home this weekend. It feels surreal that he is finally done, the preparation for the photoshoot has started already, Umma is taking care of it.

Mufida entered the kitchen and met their maid dishing spaghetti into the warmers. Not being rude, Mufida felt like puking at the mere sight of the spaghetti. Maman Abba is a good cook really, but not when it comes to pasta, she doesn't prepare it the way Mufida likes it, with sausage. It taste better with it than without it.

She quickly turned around and left the kitchen.

I'll wait for dinner. Her mother has this rule of if you don't like what has been cooked you can't cook what you like is either you eat it or wait for dinner to be prepared. She won't even dare go to her mother and talk to her right now she'll just start talking about getting married, having her own house and doing the way she likes.

She isn't ready for that talk today.

A soft knock came on the door, she knew clearly who it is. She was in an A-Shaped Ankara gown and her small black veil was draped nicely over her head closing her hair. She didn't see anything wrong with her dressing, so she went on and opened the door for him.

Haidar was attired in a dark blue jallabiya and harmonized it with a black face cap and a black sneakers. After she was done checking out his outfit she finally ushered him in and left to bring refreshments for him.

We should treat our guests nicely.

So she is doing just that.

Mufida brought a bottle of water together with a glass cup and kept it in front of him before taking her sit.

Haidar flashed her a small smile.

Before, when Haidar is coming to see her she will prepare a lot of delicious things for him, and look what life brought him to now. She offered him only water not that he is complaining or something. It's very obvious that Mufida doesn't love him anymore.

Then what is he even doing here ?

Haidar knew exactly what he answer would be at the end, but why not give it a try ?

Holaaaaa~

I know mss_amee told me to rest but I had to update 😂 I'm sorry 😁

I hope you've enjoyed this update ?

I know you did 😉!

So have a nice day !!!!

Ria ❤️