So the nice old lady invited me inside, and of course I said yes. What better chance do I have to get to know Jannah personally and make her feel safe around me?!! The coincidence of having our sisters going to the same kindergarten had served me greatly. I can almost smell Richard's defeat, or is this the smell of the delicious food I'm about to eat?!!!

I went inside with my sister. Jannah still had a complaining face on.

" Noora, a friend of your daughter is here " the old lady said

" put your hijab on " she continued.

That's when a younger version of the old lady came out of one of the rooms. She was wrapping her hijab around.

" Assalamualaikum " she said in a wellcoming manner.

I didn't know what to say so I said " Thank you ma'am, call me James, I'm your daughter's ...."

Jannah jumped in saying " partner, we are working on a school project together " Jannah explained.

" Yes, that, I'm her partner " I said trying to hold my laugh.

" Oh, pleased to meet you son " the young woman responded.

Now I know from whom did Jannah get her breathtaking eyes. They have the same wide mystical eyes with long curved eyelashes and pushy dark - lily Collins - type of eyebrows.

"And who is this beautiful one?! " she asked looking at my sister.

" My sister, Genvieve " I ansewerd.

" She is my friend mum" Shahd added.

The young woman went down on her knees to give my sister a hug.

" I invited him to have some food with us " the old lady said.

" Oh sure, we are about to have lunch, I hope you enjoy it " the young woman said warmly.

" Thank you ma'am, honestly I'm starving " I smiled at the young lady.

Jannah went upstairs with Shahd without a word. The young woman went into the kitchen, so I sat alone with the old lady.

I was lost in my thoughts, thinking of Richard's face when he finds out about this, when I suddenly felt the old lady's hands on my cheeks.

" Are they real ?!!!" She asked.

" What ?!!!!" I said in surprise.

" I mean no fillers, no Botox, no plastic surgeries ?!!" She asked.

" No ma'am, I'm too young for this I guess " I shrugged.

" What about these dimples? " She said pointing at them.

" They are natural ma'am, believe me " I said.

" That's good, because I hate fake beauty " she explained.

" Oooh " I didn't Know what else to say. Weird old lady!!

Jannah came down in an off white maxi dress with flowery headscarf. I kinda secretly wished that she would take her hijab off once she is home, but unfortunately she didn't, I just wanted to make sure that she wasn't bald!! Does she shower in that thing?!!!

But to be honest, the colours brought out her tan, she looked like an angel in that outfit. Okay, wake up James, she is just a bet, don't even think about falling for her.

Jannah went into the kitchen to help her mother out. After some time she came out with some plates and started putting them on the table

After a couple of minutes she said " Okay, lunch is ready ".

We all sat down on the table, they put a plate in front of each of us, me and my sister. The two ladies started pouring food in front of us, alot of yellow rice, many pieces of chicken and chunks of meat, untill I found myself with a pile of food in front of me!!! Do they realize that I only have one stomach? I guess I just gained 20 pounds by just looking at it!!!

" That's my first time to eat yellow rice " I said innocently

" We have blue rice in the kitchen, want some?!! " Jannah said sarcastically.

" Really ?!!!" I said like an idiot.

" Jannah be nice " the young lady said in an ordering manner to her daughter then she turned to me and said " It's just white rice, we added some turmeric to it while cooking to give it the colour " the young lady explained warmly.

" Mmmm, I see " I said as if I was Gordon Ramsey.

Then the whole family started mumbling in a strange languge, then they started digging in. They were saying something like Bismillah and other words I couldn't understand.

Was that a spell they were casting on the food to compel me to tell the truth!!!!! I guess I'm dead.

I began to dig in, it was really delicious. The rice had nuts, raisins and fried slices of eggplant in it. A mixture of things I never thought before would go together.

I guess I'm starting to like the Arabian cusine.

Genvieve was trying her best to eat properly, it wasn't easy for her to eat amongst strangers, when the young lady noticed that she was having some difficulties eating, she volunteered to help her.

" Thank you ma'am " I said to her.

I kinda started to feel guilty, this nice family invited us inside and welcomed us warmly, and I'm planning to take advantage of this to destroy their daughter, probably destroying the whole family, I sighed heavily.

I filled my stomach like never before, so I prepared myself to get up.

" Thank you ma'am, I think I just have fallen in love with the Arabian food " I said smiling at the young lady.

" Oh, no no no, you are not going anywhere, sit down, you haven't finished your plate. You ate like a bird!!! " she said.

What??!! I just ate a kilogram of rice with nuts and everything, two pieces of chicken and a chunk of meat along with the salad. Maybe that's their plan, to kill me with the food!!!! Food terrorists!!!!

" Thank you ma'am, I really can't, I'm full " I said apologizing.

" Okay, do as you please son " she said.

Thank God I got away with this, one more chicken breast and I'd turn into a zombie.

They all got up after me and my sister left the table. I think as a sign of respect. We washed our hands, Then we went to watch some TV, I sat next to Jannah.

" I think your family likes me " I said trying to tease her.

" I don't think so " she said without even looking at me.

" You're from Egypt that's why you are in de-Nile " I said sarcastically.

" Your jokes are pathetic " she said looking at me with the corner of her eye.

" I was trying to make your single dimple appear " I teased her.

" Hahaha, Very funny, leave my dimple alone " she said in boredom.

Then she got up suddenly, she went into another room, I took advantage that everybody got up to go after her and see what she was doing. Perfect!!! I'm officially stalking her!!!

She was standing on a green Mat, putting both of her hands on her chest and mumbling in a language I couldn't understand. Then she suddenly went down and put her face on the ground. Was she kissing the ground?!!! I couldn't understand what she was doing?!!!

She repeated that a couple of times, then she held her hands up looking at the ceiling and mumbling some words in a strange language. Was she speaking to the ceiling?!! What the hell, I don't believe I had a mini crush on a crazy girl.

That's it she is a witch!!!!!!!!

What was outstanding to me that during the whole thing, she seemed really peaceful and calm as if surrendering herself to a higher power. Maybe this was a type of meditation she practices.

I was lost in my thoughts when I suddenly found her standing in front of me.

" Why were you spying on me???" She asked in a serious tone.

" Sorry, I was intrigued!! " I answered.

" Intrigued!!!!!! Anyway, I was praying " she answered.

" And why were you kissing the ground?!!! " I asked idiotically.

" Kissing the ground!!!" She repeated in surprise ," I was putting my face on the ground as a sign of surrender to Allah. Have ever seen Mohamed Salah?!!! He does this all the time!! " she explained.

" Mohamed who?!!!" I asked.

" So an ignorant when it comes to religion and football too!!! Great!!!!!" She said putting her hands on her waist.

" Okay!!!! Then why you were talking to the ceiling? " I asked in a challenging manner

" Oh God, I was making supplication, dua', asking Allah for certain things. Do you understand now?!!!" She said.

" Oh sorry, I'm not a Muslim remember?!!" I said.

" No you don't have to be Muslim to know all this, but you could have googled it if you wanted to know more about Islam, but instead you are sitting here making stupid assumptions " she said angerily

This girl definitely hated my guts.

Suddenly a phone started ringing, so she went to answer it. Thank God for that phone call, it saved my ass from receiving a lesson about life from her.

After a couple of minutes I heard her talking to her mother. Okay, Okay, I know, I'm invading her personal bubble!!

" I'm going to Sophia's house tomorrow to work on a project with her" I heard her telling her mother.

I didn't know why I was really having a bad feeling about this!

I started feeling protective over Jannah! Not that I want to win the bet, but she didn't deserve this.

Jannah and Richard in the same house isn't a good idea at all. I don't trust Sophia either ......