Love Shot X Shot of Love

Dinner X Dinner pt2

He got an invitation to have dinner with Ahmad the following Saturday. He's so excited.

"Oh shit! What will I wear? Uugh!"She complained because she fell back in bed. "I don't have an abaya either .. either he wasn't bullied by her before."He was staring at the ceiling because he was thinking about what to do. "I'm going to hell."He mutters. He was all agitated on Saturday. He wants to bring something but Ahmad insists that he has everything protected. He was not too surprised to come to his house because he did research and saw priests making good money. It takes a few minutes to finally ring the door bell. After waiting for the door to open.

"assalamualaikum zara, come in, come in!"ahmad said happily. He was surprised to see he was still dressed in uniform.

"Oh no..am me early?"He said nervously as he closed the door behind them.

"No, you're just in time. I have some mosque businesses that run longer than I expected and have no time to change."He explains. The house was beautifully decorated and there was a good aroma coming from the kitchen. He did not wear his hat but the ring was still on his finger. "Fortunately I was ready earlier than time. It's all hot now."Said. The kitchen was nice and big and he felt very envious. "Do you want a drink?"She asked.

"Just please water."Said.

"Do you want ginger tea with dinner?”

"No, thank you. I don't like ginger tea. It's too dry for me."He explains.

"Yes, it's an acquired taste I'll admit."He's nodding. He gave her a glass of ice water. "Please go this way."He said to guide him together.

"Do you live alone?"He asked wanting to know.

"Yes. I have a few cleaning staff that come in very often and a few extra cooks for when I have a more formal mosque meeting."He answered.

"Awww, No pets?”

"With all this fine furniture?”

"Yes, sorry."He blushes.

"No need to apologize."She smiles. "I've never had a pet so actually I don't want one."He added.

"I can understand that. I kept thinking about getting a pet, but I couldn't decide between a rabbit or a cat. I grew up with both in the house. Sometimes silence reaches me."He explains. He nodded in understanding. He took her to a small dining room because the more formal ones were in different parts of the house and were closed. The schedule was set and he lit a small candle. "Oooh fancy."He blushes. He can't help but laugh.

"I'll be right back."Said.

"Do you want help?”

"No, please sit down."He insists. He waited nervously. He can't help but be restless. He always used to help even though he was a guest. He came back with a nice steamed plate for her.

"Oh My gosh that looks delicious!"He drew a surprised breath.

"Parmesan chicken with some chicken meat balls and salad next to it."She smiles.

"Ooh you're ruining me."He blushes. He got his own plate and sat down. They told Duas and ate. zara was careful not to burn her mouth at the first excited bite. "Mmmm.so good."He asked for help.

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“Oh ****! What the hell am I going to wear? Uuuugh!” She sighs as she falls back in bed. “I dont even have an abaya either..well he wasn’t bottom by it before.” She stared at the ceiling as she thought about what to do. “I’m going to hell.” Mumbles. She was all jitters by Saturday. She wanted to bring something but ahmad insisted that he had everything covered. She wasn't’t too surprised to come to his mansion as she did some research and saw imam made good money. It did take her a few minutes to finally ring the doorbell. After a little waiting the door opens.

“assalualaikum, come in, come in!” ahmad says happy. She was surprised to see him still in uniform.

“Oh no...am I early?” She said nervously as she closed the door behind them.

“No, you’re right on time. I had some mosque business that went longer than I expected and didn’t have time to change.” He's explores. The house is decorated beautiful and there is a nice aroma coming from the kitchen. He wasn't’t wearing his cap but the ring was still on his finger. “Fortunately I prepared ahead of time. Everything is heating up now.” He says's. The kitchen is nice and big and she feels so envious. “Would you like something to drink?” Asks.

“Just water please.” She says's.

“Would you like some ginger tea with dinner?”

“No thank you. I don’t really like ginger tea. It’s too dry for me.” She's explores.

“Yes, it is an acquired taste I will admit.” Nods. He gives her a glass of ice water. “Please this way.” He says guiding her along.

“Do you live alone?” She asks curiously.

“Yes. I do have some cleaning staff that come by every so often and some extra cooks for when I have a more formal mosque meeting.” Answers he.

“Awww, no pets?”

“With all this delicate furniture?”

“Oh yeah, sorry.” She blush.

“No need to be sorry.” Smiles. “Ive never had a pet so in truth I don’t desire one.” Adds he.

“I can understand that. I keep thinking about getting a pet, but I can’t decided between a rabbit or a cat. I grew up with both in the house. Sometimes the quiet gets to me.” She's explores. Nods in understanding. He takes her to a small dining room as the more formal one is at a different part of the house and closed off. The table is already set and he lights a small candle. “Oooh fancy.” She blush. He can’t help but chuckle.

“I’ll be right back.” He says's.

“Do you want some help?”

“No, no, please sit.” He insisted's. She waits nervously. She can’t help but fidget. She’s always used to helping even when she’s a guest. He comes back with a nice steaming plate for her.

“Oh my gosh that looks delicious!” Gasps.

“Chicken parmesan with some ground chicken meatballs and salad on the side.” Smiles.

“Ooh you coil me.” She blush. He gets his own plate and sits down. They say duas and eat. zara is careful on not burn her mouth on the eager first bite. “Mmmm.so good.” She groans's.