KYDAH

Chapter 1

"K, look over there." Nasrin said pointing at the door to the coffee shop where we're currently in. She actually shouted, un-lady like huh, I know and that's how I'm coping.

A handsome guy came in wearing a black ripped jeans, white tight shirt underneath a black leather jacket, typing away in his iPhone X with a dark spectacles. Mysterious!

Typical bad boy, I thought to myself before looking back at my best friends. He's so good looking, I admit, I know I judged quickly about the bad boy stuff but hey that's how he dressed. Its not good to judge but, I just can't keep quite or I should say, my mind can't keep shut.

"Oh boy!" Dinar squealed, yes, she squealed on her sit which was now moving due to the force she used. Ugh, my best friends are so annoying sometimes, and you know what? They're all engaged.

"Huh," Minal sighed dreamily like she was just futuring something with her brain and my mind which she doesn't want anyone to know about.

"Masha Allah," was all I said, even though he's dressed like a bad boy, I won't judge fast this time and won't lie, he's dead handsome. Bringing my gaze back to my friends with a raised brow, I said,

"You guys are getting married in the next two months, but you're all here looking at another guy, one of you literally shouted, the other one squealed and the last one is already dreaming huh?" I crabbed, I thought they'll regret it and be uncomfortable with it but its like I've forgotten who my best friends are.

"Oh please," Minal said throwing her left hand nonchalantly.

"Okay then, I'll tell Ya Muhsin and Ya Habib and Ya Ahmad too." I said trying my best to look serious, I want to blackmail them all but I'll save it for later.

"You won't," They all said in sync like they were waiting for me to say it. I rolled my eyes at their raised voice, they'll never keep their voices low, even in public.

Ya Muhsin is marrying Minal, while Ya Habib is marrying Dinar in the next one month and Nasrin is marrying her long lost lover Ahmad. I squealed mentally, I really can't wait. But they're making it hard on me already. Ya Allah see us through.

You all don't know who the grooms are huh? Ya Muhsin is the oldest son in my family then Ya Habib and then me, Amdaad and Mehr.

"Oh try me," I said standing up, Amdaad; my little brother, okay, he's not just little he's 19 already, just messaged me that he's outside the coffee shop waiting for me.

"I gotta go," I added standing up, carrying my bag from the table, I put my wallet and phone inside before kissing their cheeks.

"Why so soon?" Dinar asked pouting, she looks so cute right now but I don't have time to admire the beauty in front of me when my phone notified- vibrated, me of another message which is probably from Amdaad.

"Yeah, Amdaad is outside, he just messaged me." I smiled apologetically before waving them a goodbye with my right hand.

"Call us when you get home then." Minal shouts mildly from where she was sitting since I wasn't that far, I heard her and replied.

"Aww, so my best friends cared about me?" I cooed childishly and walk back to pinch their cheeks. I know I'm standing in the middle of the coffee shop but it was empty only the mysterious bad boy.

"Yea whatever." Nasrin muttered in a duh tone before taking her coffee cup to her lips. I laughed, I know its finished.

"Bye!" Minal and Dinar said in a duh tone also, so they don't even care. Poor me.

"Bye!" I call out walking outta the coffee shop. I can feel someone's gaze on me but I brushed it off and keep walking Amdaad's car; his black BMW with a very dark tinted window.

"Hey bro," I greeted when I settle inside the car- leather sit.

"Sup Hermana (sister)," he answered turning the car to ignition. He's acting off, he'll tell me, I know but I'm impatient sometimes.

"I want Ish chweam (ice cream)." I whined like a baby with a pout and my best puppy eyes. I wanted to make the mood lighter.

"There are some at home," he stick out his tongue and I did the same. Yep, we're that childish. This isn't anything tho, till you see us running on the rock in my house like mad people.

"Nah. It's finished," I stomped my feet like someone snatched away my precious birthday gift.

"I'll buy you some later, I'm heading to Yusuf's (his friend), after I drop you home." he verballed, taking his eyes off the road for a second to plead with his eyes.

"Thanks Hermano (brother)." I said pinching his cheeks, what's with me and pinching people's cheeks today? I mentally scold myself.

"Ouch! That hurts tho," he whined touching his cheeks where I just pinched.

"Oops, sorry lil bro." I muttered sinking back in my seat, bringing out my phone to check my social medias.

"Hermana," Amdaad called after some few minutes of silence, only the music that's playing from the radio-softly, 'Edhak, Humood Alkhudher.'

"Yeah?"

"Ya Muhsin said I should tell Maa that his best friend's coming later tonight for dinner. Can you please tell her? I need to leave now." he asked with a little frown. I'm right, something is definitely off and I'm going to find out.

"Sure, drive safe, darl," I said climbing off the car when he parked inside the house near the front door.

"In Shaa Allah." I heard him mutter under his breath before I close the door.

"I'm home!" I called making my way to Maa's room. Always where I start to amble when I'm home no matter how tired I am.

"Come in." I heard Maa said when I knocked at the door to her room, I opened the door with a salaam.

"Hi, Maa!" I greeted, slumping right next to her on her bed. My Maa's bed is just the best wallah, its so comfortable and warm and cozy, its just the best.

"How you, my darling?" she asked keeping the Qur'an she was reading- on the bed side drawer, before I came in.

"I'm fine Maa. What about you?" I ask looking at her lovingly. I'm not weird, I just love my mama so much, she's simply the best. "I'm doing good," she replied.

"Actually, Ya Muhseen said I should tell you that his best friend's coming tonight, for dinner." I said lying my head on her thighs, she removed the veil from my head to massage my scalp.

"Anwaar right?" she asked absent minded. This person must be special- she uttered the name with adoration. I'm starting to get jealous.

"I dunno Maa. I can't remember him." I answered cracking my brain to see whether I know him or not. Its a big No from my head, I can't seem to remember him anywhere. Maybe I was so young then- when he's playing with Ya Muhsin I mean. Hhh.

"He's a very nice guy," she smiled unknowingly, ugh, who's this special guy please? I've never heard his name from Ya Muhsin, maybe because he's not always at home.

"Hmm..." I hmm-ed not knowing what to say. I don't know him and I should not confirm it.

"What should we cook?" she asked, suddenly excited to cook for her one and only 'nice guy' and Ya Muhsin's friend.

"How about Rice, Beans and Stew with Salad." I suggest, that's what I want to eat right now and that's what we'll have. Yay me!

"Good idea. You're doing the kunun aya (traditional drink made with tiger nut and zobo (hibiscus drink) you know your Paa like it most when you do it." Maa said with a frown.

"What about the dessert?" I ask already removing my head from her thighs.

"I'll ask Nadiya (house help) to do it. Just chocolate fudge."

"Sure. Lemme just change into something comfy. And don't be jealous of my drinks Maa," I giggled standing up to leave the room to ours, (mine and my younger sister- Mehr).

"Meet me in the kitchen!" I heard her call out before I close the door behind me murmuring 'ok' before walking out.

I took a quick shower and quickly slide my yellow baggy tee and black legging, with my favorite black beanie then skipped down the stairs to the kitchen.

I start to bring the ingredients needed for the kunun aya and zobo.

After I was done, I only need sugar to complete my handiwork, so I asked Mehr to pass it to me.

"Mehr, pass me the sugar please," I said to Mehr who was stirring the soup.

"Here." she said handing me the sugar jar.

"I think you need help there, Shafa." I said to our twenty year old house help who's like a friend to me. Ofcourse I finished my work- my kunun aya and zobo.

"I don't think so, K." she said bringing out the cake from the oven and placing it on the kitchen counter.

"I insi..." she stopped me before I finish, I was ready to bring up my best puppy dog eyes but she stopped me.

"I insissst." she drawled the 'insist' knowing that I'll still talk.

"I will sit here then." I said sitting down on the kitchen counter, bringing out my phone.

I opened my whatsapp cos I saw a notification that Ya Imran just messaged me. I'm really missing Ya Imran, so much. He's my cousin.

Ya Imran:

'Lil sis!'

Me:

'Ya Imraaaaaanaaaa' I drawled

Ya Imran:

'Kin manta dani koh? (you've forgotten about me right? )'

Me:

'Kai! Wane ni? Ai ban isa ba (who am I to forget about you?)' I answered with another question.

Ya Imran:

'I can see. You don't call anymore, even If I call you you'll not answer. Why?'

Me:

'Haba Ya Imranaa nah! I'm a little busy this days ne. And you know if I call you, we'll talk for hours. And I just finished my service, so we'll talk so much now. However we want to.'

Ya Imran:

'Okay! I gotta go. I'll call you later please pick. Bye!'

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First chapter and first book! Hope you guys enjoyed it. Thank you all for adding Kydah to your library. It means a lot! 😊

You'll come across some mistakes but please bear with me, I'm was new there.😊

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Fi amanillah!

With much love💞💞

Aeeshatou🌚

Tuesday, 15th May, 2018

12:06pm