Just as I got out of praying Rayaan jumped me
"Sophie Michael proposed to me." She said loudly out of breath with excitement and happiness radiating from her that I almost didn't catch what she said.
"Wait what?!?!"
"Michael asked me to marry him and I called my parents up and they said they already knew about it.
"Congrats Rayaan. It was about time." Hanaan said coming in the room with Zunairah
"Allahu Akbar!" Zunairah said pronouncing weirdly with a smile on her face pumping her fist in the air.
"What did you answer him?" I asked noticing she didn't tell us yes.
"Girl I was like hell yes!... After I called my parents to double check." I laughed at that along with Hanaan and Zunairah and we all went home.

"Sophia your father wants to talk to you." Amanda the housekeeper informed me when I got home.
"Sophia my beautiful daughter." Abi greeted me as I walked into his office
"Yes Abi."
"Ta'a la sit down, I have something important to discuss with you." He told me making me wonder what in the world did I do now. My dad never calls me into his office unless he wants to scold me.
"I want to know what your thought on marriage are? Since your cousin is getting married. Tell me what are your future plans."
"Umm... Abi why? Is there a problem?"
"No habibty I'm just trying to have a conversation with you. So tell me what are your goals for the future."
"Career wise? I want to be a pediatrician. As for personal I... Um... I do plan on getting married in the future as to when Allahu wa'a lam."
"Okay I understand Sophia Just so you know when you do find that person I have a check list he has to complete. 1. He has to be A practicing Muslim 2. He has to be a man everyone around him knows his good character 3. He has to be able to pay the mahar money I standardize so that I'm sure he will be able to give you the comfortable you live in now. And he must have some properties under his name to assure me that the money is his."
"Abi how much would that be."
"Just a million bucks."
"Abi! Are you for real?!?! A million that's that's way too high! I feel offended that you are selling me like a product."
"Okay, okay how about a half a million I'm not going any lower than that."
"But Abi it's my Mahar should I be able to set the price."
"No, because I've already made the decision and I don't want my daughter to be living in hardship I want you to be able to have the same opportunities you have with me and not having to worry about things like money. You are my daughter and I love you. I want the best of the best for you." He said like it was end of discussion. And then he dismissed me to go about my business making me wonder why all this marriage talk all of a sudden. It can't be because of Rayaan because he didn't say anything when my other cousins from my mom's side got married even if I'm not close to them as I am with Rayaan. The only other explanation was that someone had talked to him. The only person I could think of was Ethan maybe that's why he has been acting weird around me. To settle this unsettling feeling I was having I called Ethan for the first time since he gave me his number and asked him to meet me at a café near by because I had something important to talk about with him.
Once I got there He was already waiting I said my salams to him as I sat across from him. Not really paying attention to the weird looks I get whenever I go out.
"Ethan I wanted to know what did you talk to my father about that day because ever since that day I feel like you've been avoiding me."
"Did your father tell you anything?"
"No not really, I haut want to know what's been going on with you."
"I've just been busy with the construction of my restaurant that's all."
"Your opening a restaurant? When? Why?"
"Yes, it will be opened next month inshaAllah thanks to the help of Yusuf. So I could Prove to someone that I am able."
"That someone isn't my father is it?" I asked suspiciously
"So you know. That's good so I can be able to ask you to wait for me. If ever I asked you to wait for me until I can ask your father your hand again properly and prepared would you do that for me? Just wait until I can get my life together so that I could take care of you and support you. Would you wait for me if I ever asked?" With a pleading expression on his face that broke my heart and put me in a moment of silence.
"I honestly can't make any promises to that because only Allah knows what the future holds." I regretfully answered him just so I don't seem clingy. He looked somewhat disappoint and a little heartbroken.
"Before I go up to him and ask him for his daughter's hand I want him to know that I am good enough for you. That even though I'm an Orphan with no siblings or parents to support me and a convert to Islam that I'm man enough to take care of you as I know you'd do for me and the only way to prove my worth to him to show him and now I have nothing to show him but InshaAllah if God wills I will in three years time."
"Three years?!?"
"Three years my resturant would kick off and be profitable InshaAllah So that I could be able to buy a house for us. I pray to Allah to make my Dua come true because I just know that you are the right one to complete half my Deen with. I just need more time to prove it to your father, that I am the right one for you."
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Ever since the talk I had with Ethan I was angry at first at my father for coming up with these insane conditions and then at myself, I knew my pride had gotten the best of me because I didn't dare to admit that I was wrong and that I loved him for more reasons then I can't explain. I knew deep down I wouldn't find anyone alive on earth that would be right for me as Ethan was. Seeing him leave helped me realize my feeling for him were real and not just a fragment of my imagination. That it wasn't just infatuation or a teenage hormones or mere physical attraction not even the whispers of the Shaytan. It was love not by appearance but by character. I pray to Allah to make me the one for him and him for me. I hope we will be destined to be, because honestly I don't think would look at anyone else the way I would for him. Thus I decided to wait and see if our fates were intertwined And for Allah to answer my dua's
For Along time I believed that there was no such thing as love before Marriage that was until I met him I found out the real meaning of love. Love isn't just knowing someone it is accepting them for who they are both the good and bad. No one can control Love, It sometimes controls you without even knowing it. It thrives you to prove yourself and be a better person for the person you love. Sitting here just sulking at my own misery and thinking of things that make me feel empty I over looked the fact that Ethan was doing this to show me that he loves and cares about me and is trying to prove that he is worthy of me but what am I doing to prove that I am worthy of him? sitting and whining isn't going to solve anything. It would put me down spiritually and physically and would only make me feel unaccomplished and a failure not only to myself but to the universe. and prove to those who degrade me that they are right and lose any respect I had not only to those around me but to myself as well.
Everything around me reminded me of him, but I made a promise to myself that when the time comes and Ethan and I were to meet again I wouldn't be any less of a person for him this truly really is love.
Even though I was feeling a bit down since Mother's Day was coming close and my siblings asked me to help them do something special with them for Sumayah I couldn't resist. I was driving them as well as over eccentric Rayaan to the mall so they could browse ideas. As well as calm Rayaan's stress down on her upcoming wedding. Umu Rayaan has been going all Godzilla ever since she started planing Rayaan's wedding. Everything had to be perfect with her. She made Rayaan try in 60 different dress designs just to see which ones brought Rayaan out better. I know for sure I don't want that kinda hassle when I about to get married nor that stress. Rayaan plucked her phone and played 'Hoyo.' By Deen Squad and she cracked up the Volume the next thing you know my little Siblings and Rayaan are turning up with Deen Squad and I just couldn't resist sing along with them. I'm pretty sure cars that passed by us looked at us weirdly I mean who would have seen a niqabi turn up to Muslim hip hop. And that gave me an Idea to do something for Sumayah for Mother's Day.
"Guys why don't we have a special surprise part for Umi and bake the cake for ourselves?"
"Yay!!" Ilhaan squealed in agreement
"Okay but it has to be chocolate cake." Ismail said
"No I want Strawberry cake." Ilhaan protested
"Any cake is yummy." Issa said in trying to compromising because he was seated in the middle.
"How about we make three different cakes a strawberry, a chocolate and a vanilla because I want to Make a vanilla cake just to make sure if Sumayah likes it better everyone happy."
"Yes." The all said Issa was the only one that seemed enthusiastic about it. We went to the store and bought some of the ingredient and went back home. To make some practice cakes by the time we were done the kitchen was a mess so were the triplets. They had flour on them from head to toe it was kinda really funny that I couldn't resist but take a picture with them on my phone. Memorable moment.