They arrived at the compound of Mr. and Mrs. Abdul. It was a large compound with two cars being the first view of entering through the gate. The walls of the house looked like they had just been recently repainted. The flower decorations was the final touch to make the compound more aesthetic than it already is.

Two cold drinks offered to the lads was enough to show how warm the family was. The two lads were welcomed with open hands as they sat down to discuss on issues ranging from and not restricted to life , education, deen and a few jokes popped up their heads once in a while. Two hours had gone by and so the two lads decided that they didn't want to overstay and so they asked for permission to leave.

Zubaida's mother was impressed with the good manners displayed by the two lads that she told them to wait a few seconds so she could pray for them. It wouldn't hurt just to add a few seconds they thought. Little did they know that Mrs. Abdul was a prayer warrior. The few seconds turned into many long minutes.

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Mrs Abdul prayed just about everything. From wealth . to education. To marriage. To politics. To health. To ...............

A loud ameeen signified the end of the 'few seconds prayer.

The two lads set on journey back home.
During the drive, Abu-Hanifa spoke first

" I kinda like that family"
"I have to also admit that they are a wonderful family".
" Good mannered. Religious. Intelligent. You mention it"
" Yeah."
" A crazy idea just crossed my mind"
"And what could that be?" asked a skeptical Shamsu
"Hmmm.......well......uhmmnnnn....... How am I even going to say this?! ....Let me start by saying that as you and I are already aware, Zubaida is one of the most respected females of our class because of her grit, smartness, hard work, charisma and appealing nature. It turns out that it runs in the family. "
"Go on, I am listening".
" I would like to marry from the family. I think Zubaida has a junior sister right?"

Abu-Hanifa was in love.

The ride back was a silent one.