Love Shot X Shot of Love

First Dinner X First Dinner

The next Sunday Zara was so nervous for the priest's arrival. He used his father's recipes for soups and salads. He also burned some biscuits. He was uncertain about dessert so he chose something easy; chocolate chip cookies. Kitchen Smelling of Heaven by the time the five came. He got the dining table all set when the doorbell rang.

"Come!"He called and rushed to the door. It was a bit surprising to see the priest come out of his uniform, but to him he still looked very handsome. He wears a nice neutral grey suit with a pale blue button shirt. He was also surprised to see a small cluster of flowers in his hand. "assalamualaikum."He smiled quickly letting her in.

"waalaikumsalam Ms. zara."He smiled and gave her a hold on the shoulder. "This is for you."He added giving flowers.

"Why thank you so much."He blushes. She could not remember the last time she got flowers. "You can also call me zara."He's laughing a little.

"In that case, you can call me ahmad. As you can see I'm out of uniform."He smirks. He saw some curls in his short gray hair. He smells good cologne. He's still wearing his ring.

"When you sit down, is there anything you want?"He asked as he went to snatch the pot for the flowers.

"No, thank you. Please bring some water."Said. "It smells wonderful."He praised.

"thank you. It's my dad's recipe and yes he's Singaporean. My mother is Malaysian."He answers.

"Ahhh, accordingly."Said.

"Yes they. They've been married for over thirty years."Said.

"I'm glad to hear it."Said.

"Thank you."He's nodding. He filled the pot with water and put the flowers inside. He gently sniffed the flowers. "The flowers smell good. Thank you very much."Said.

"Either. I chose them from the Masjid garden. Best flowers in town."He laughed with pride. She wanted to hug him badly, but he just laughed. He gave her a glass of ice water before she got food on the table. "I hope you're ready to bring home an excess of food."He said while sitting.

"It wouldn't be Sunday dinner without making food for the army."Zara let him get his food first before he got his own plate.

"My grandmother is also Malaysian. He lived up to 70 years."zara explained.

"God bless his soul.”

"He's shorter than me. She always cooks when we come to visit."zara said between bites.

"Let me guess, will she ask if you're hungry too?"He's laughing a little.

"Oh yeah, all the time."Zara nodded.

"That sounds wonderful."They have a lovely dinner.zara does his best to keep his gaze from lingering too long in ahmad. His brown eyes felt so soft and safe. He really enjoyed his dinner. He helped clean up after dinner and when finished they shared cookies.

"I hope they're ok. I'm not sure what to cook."He said after they sat down.

"Biskut is delicious, but I prefer a bowl of vanilla ice cream."He grins.

"Yes, that sounds good to be honest."He nodded in agreement.

"So, can I get a visit to your lovely home?"He asked wanting to know.

"Oh yeah, come on!"Said awake. She shows him and smiles at his magic decoration that he is so proud to have all year.Amad keeps his mind to himself when he shows him his bedroom upstairs. The house is beautiful all around. She made him coffee and they talked a little bit in the living room. He wanted inches closer to her on the sofa, but maintained his distance. Once he was eight years old, he refused to wake up.

"I'm sad to say that I have to leave. I need to get up early tomorrow."Said.

"Yes, I understand."He nodded in understanding. "It wasn't four that morning?”

"I'm usually on five-thirty or more.”

"Yuckin. I am not Patient. I'll wake up just not talking to me too much.”

"I know a lot of people. I'll make sure to keep that in mind."He's laughing a little. They headed to the door and he handed the leftovers to her.

"Thank you for coming.”

"Thank you Zara for inviting me. It was a beautiful night."She smiles. He shook hands gently. "I love dinner again. I'll make sure to send my letter out."He's toying.

"I'll watch out for that.”

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“Coming!” She called out and hurried to the door. It was a little surprising to see the priest out of his uniform, but to her he still looked very handsome. He wore a nice neutral grey suit with a pale blue button up shirt. She was also surprised to see a small bundle of flowers in his hands. “assalamualaikum.” She smiled quickly letting him in.

“waalaikumsalam Miss zara.” He smiles and gives her a squeeze at the shoulder. “These are for you.” He adds landing over the flowers.

“Why thank you so much.” She blush. She can’t remember the last time she got flowers. “Also you can call me zara.” Chuckles.

“Well in that case you may call me ahmad. As you can see I’m out of uniform.” Smirks. She saw some curls in that short grey hair of his that was slicked back a little. She could smell some nice cologne on him too. He was still wearing his ring.

“Please sit down, can I get you anything?” She asks as she goes to grab a vase for the flowers.

“No thank you. Just some water please.” He says's. “It smells wonderful.” Compliments.

“Thank you. It’s my father recipe and yes he is Singaporean. My mother was Malaysian.” She answers.

“Ahhh, quiet a match.” He says's.

“Yes they were. They were married over thirty years.” She says's.

“I am glad to hear that.” He says's.

“Thank you.” Nods. She fills the vase with water and puts the flows in. She smiles them and hums softly. “The flowers smell beautiful. Thank you so much.” She says's.

“You’re welcome. I handpicked them from the mosque garden. The best flowers in town.” Chuckles proudly. She wants to hug him so badly, but she just giggles instead. She gets him a glass of ice water before she gets the rest of the food on the table. “I hope you’re prepared to take home left overs.” She says as she sits down.

“It wouldn’t be Sunday dinner without making food for an army.” He laughs. zara lets him get his food first before she gets her own plate.

“My grandmother was Malaysian too. She lived to be a 70 years old.” zara explained.

“Allah bless her soul.”

“She was even shorter than me. She was always cooking when we came to visit.” zara says between bits.

“Let me guess, would she ask if you were hungry too?” Chuckles.

“Oh yes, all the time.” zara nodes.

“That sounds wonderful.” They have a lovely dinner.zara does her best to keep her gaze from lingering too long at ahmad. His chocolate eyes feel so gentle and safe. She truly enjoys her company. He helps clean up after dinner and once they get the left overs sorted out they share the cookies.

“I hope these are ok. I wasn’t sure what to get.” She says after they sit down.

“Cookies are wonderful. My guilty pleasure is a bowl of vanilla ice cream.” Grins.

“Yeah, that does sound good honestly.” She nodes in agreement.

“So, may I get a tour of your lovely house?” He asks curiously.

“Oh yeah, come on!” She says getting up. She shows him around and smiles at her magic decorations that she’s so proud to have up all year round. ahmad kept his thoughts to himself when she showed him her bedroom updates. Her house was lovely all around. She made him some coffee and they talked for a bit in the living room. He wanted to inch closer to her on the couch, but kept his distance. Once it was a little past eight he reluctantly got up.

“Well I am sad to say that I must department. I have to rise early tomorrow.” He says's.

“Oh yeah, I get it.” She nodes in understanding. “It’s not four a.m.is it?”

“I’m normally up at five-thirty or so.”

“Yuck. I am not a morning. I’ll wake up just don’t talk to me too much.”

“I know a lot of these people. I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.” Chuckles. They head to the door and she hands him the leftovers.

“Thank you for coming.”

“Thank you zara for inviting me. It was a wonderful evening.” Smiles. He shakes her hand gently. “I would love to have dinner again sometimes. I’ll be sure to send my letter out.” Teases.

“I’ll keep an eye out for it.”

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