Jalal’s car had brought the girls to their favourite cafe near their school and they were chatting over a latte each while Pratap and Jalal sat at his office discussing paperwork. Pratap saw Jalal bite on a sandwich rather hungrily when he cleared his throat to ask… “Umm, what's with her?” “Who? Ajabdeh?” Jalal asked back making him rub his hands together. “No. Ruqaiya.” Pratap tried to study his face. “She is nice.” “Yeah, good thing they are friends huh?” Jalal gulped down his bite. “yeah, but that’s not what I mean.” Pratap studied his face with a smile. “Jalal is nice?” Ajabdeh sipped at her Latte as Ruqaiya stopped at hers. “Hmm.” Ruqaiya studied her smiling face. “He’s handsome too.” Ajabdeh smiled thoughtfully “And rich and successful.” “Where are you going with this?” Ruqaiya frowned. “I am thinking of proposing to him!” Ajabdeh sounded serious as Ruqaiya choked on her drink. “What do you mean then?” Jalal frowned. “Not every girl calls K...