“Wa’alaikumsalam,” answered Sufiah, now slightly intrigued rather than nonchalant. Sufiah was surprised to see him outside the mosque.
Did he go inside to pray? Did he wait for me? Sufiah could see that his face and hair were slightly damp.
“Teh tarik?” He asked again inviting her for an afternoon tea with him. She wondered why would this guy, be bothering her. Having teh tarik would be a nice afternoon treat. She could buy the drink anytime, but being a student with some pocket money from helping Aunt Noor, it would be nice to have been treated to one of life’s simple pleasures. But having tea with him alone would invite unnecessary speculation and questioning by peering eyes who might know her. She could suggest take-away instead.
“I’m sure you drink at least water,” said Reza with a hint of resignation as he handed Sufiah a bottle of mineral water that he had purchased earlier. She took it, said thank you and walked away.
There goes a free teh tarik.
Her long contemplation cost her a treat but gained her a bottle of mineral water. She only realised that Reza was walking behind her after opening the bottle and taking a sip of water.
“Why are you following me?” questioned a frowning Sufiah.
“I’m not, I’m just going towards where you are heading.”
“I’m not going back to my Aunt’s boutique.”
“I never said I was going to her boutique.”