An Eid With The Prince

THE RECIPE OF KUZHI IS IN HERE

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"Are you the Prince?" Safeenah asked feeling embarrassed, she was embarrassed because she always tells him she hated Abubakar.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you today,thanks to this guy; you know." Prince Abubakar faked a smile as he glared at Uthman.

He scoffed and looked away.

Zarah walked in the royal green house, she looked devastated. Sue was searching for her daughter.

"Safeenah where have you been!" She said as she would saw her.

"Ummi!" Safeenah jumps and hugged her mother.

"Ummi? Is she her mother?" Abubakar asked, turning to Uthman.

"Lady Yasmin wants to see you, right now." Uthman replied, ignoring his question.

Zarah and Safeenah were talking, but prince Abubakar couldn't capture what they were saying. Abubakar walked out of the green-house and waved Safeenah goodbye.

Zarah was confused, "Do you know him? "

"Guess what mum, I have found the prince—he is the friend I told you about." Safeenah said, something seems to be bothering Zarah. Why was he cold towards her but he is super nice around children?

Zarah couldn't comprehend it.

* * * *

Melodious tone was played by two unknown men, they were dressed like Aladdin from the Disney movie. The two men were playing a big harp. A lady with blonde hair sits on a swing,her hair finds it way out of her hijab—on her hijab was a flower garland, she held a pet monkey; the pet monkey was also dressed to impress.

The lady had brown eye balls, her lips were pinkish red, her chin was well chiseled. She had a small mole underneath her nose which made her more beautiful, she was dressed like a royalty. Without any doubt, she is Lady Yasmin.

The door screeches due to friction as it's been opened.

"Abubakar, I can't believe it's you, you look so grown-up and matured now!" Yasmin said as she dropped her pet monkey and wanted to hug the Prince.

"Ramadan Mubarak Yasmin" Abubakar said as he declined the hug. "I never thought I'd see you, I missed you, how is mum?" Abubakar asked, concerned.

"She's good. I heard Sheikha is in Europe, I like her—she's got a sense of fashion."

Sheikha means queen

"What are you doing? Are you free? Let's have a walk." Yasmin said with a bright smile.

"I'm not free, the Fazza wants me to learn how to cook. I have a cooking class now!" Prince Abubakar said angrily, the pet monkey jumped on Prince Abubakar and it started chattering.

"Hey Preet, how are you?" Prince Abubakar asked the pet monkey who seems to like Abubakar.
  
"I'll be back Yasmin, lemme go quickly."

Abubakar said as he walked out, Yasmin kept on swinging to the tone as she scrolled through Instagram.

Hot rays were emitting from the kitchen, Zarah was watching some sort of video on YouTube. Prince Abubakar walked in and she quickly hid her phone.

"Prince Abubakar," Zarah said with a bow.

"I didn't know you are a mother."
Prince Abubakar said in a cold tone.

"Every female is a mother." Zarah corrected as she cleared her search history in YouTube.

"Well you didn't state it in your contract—you could get fired." Abubakar whispered, cunningly.

"Why do you hate me? Did I do anything wrong?" Zarah asked and Abubakar walked close to her leaving no space, he was so close that he could feel the warm breath coming out from Zarah's nostril.

"You're always challenging me, do you like me?" Abubakar smirked.

Zarah's eyes widened. "Ramadan Mubarak!" Zarah said and Abubakar gave her some space.

"Let's get to the cooking. Today I'll teach you how to make stuffed camel and Kuzhi." Zarah said, pretending not hearing what the Prince just uttered.

"Stuffed camel? Is it from a real camel?" Abubakar asked.

"No, a stuffed camel is considered one of the luxurious and celebratory foods in Dubai, cooked on a spit, over an open flame like this one." Zarah said as she points at a burning blue flame.

"Stuffed camels can be filled with chicken, eggs, sheep and spices." Zarah said as she started filling the already-made batter with spices and cut chicken breast.

"Just like Shawarma?" Abubakar questioned in merely whispers.

"And always know that stuffed camel is a traditional food in Dubai and Bedouin ceremonies in the Sahara." Zarah added as she kept the raw stuffed batter in the oven, she set the timer and she shut the oven door close. The timer began to count down.
"Why do you keep losing such a beautiful baby girl?" Abubakar asked all of a sudden.

"Now, let's move to kuzhi." she said ignoring his question. "kuzhi is a soup, I think " Zarah added in uncertainty.

"You think?" Abubakar said and Zarah gazed at him. A big nut formed in her stomach as she locked eyes with the Prince. She couldn't do anything, she just stared at Abubakar.

"Hmm...Hmm..What is the recipe for Kuzhi?" Abubakar asked as he noticed the atmosphere was awkward.

"The recipe is in here!" Zarah said as she did the first thing that came to her mind, she touched the prince's hard as rock chest.

The Prince's heart raced, why was he feeling this way?

"You'll cook it in a way—if anybody taste it, it will be okay." Zarah added with a smiled.

Abubakar kept staring at Zarah, as Zarah was talking. It was as if Zarah's audio was muted, what Abubakar saw was a pretty lady talking—something changed in her today, she looks a little bit beautiful more than before.

"Astagfurullah!" Abubakar whispered and Zarah heard him.

Zarah glared at him in a confused manner.

Author's note

Wow, this chapter is filled with romance. Is the Prince also in love with Zarah? We can't say for sure because he is still cold towards her.

Stuffed camel and kuzhi are just food in Dubai, and the name might be weird  but trust me, the food is amazing— trust me.

Why is Abubakar super nice to Yasmin, oh they've been childhood sweethearts; can a pauper make a prince fall in love with her?

Let find out in the next chapter.

This is the edited chapter.