《Louisiana Nights》1 5
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*Edited*
you guys like to sit inside or outside, near the garden?" The hostess asked the Wests' with a smile.
Samia and Sahir shared a look, before looking back at the hostess smiling.
"The garden please." They both said in unison.
Nodding her head, the hostess grabbed two menus.
"Would you like chairs for the babies?" She asked looking down at Sayid and Seiji, who were talking to each other happily.
Samia shook her head no.
"That won't be necessary. They only like to be in their stroller or one of our arms."
The hostess nodded her head with a smile, before turning in her heels. Making sure that the Wests' were following her, which they were, she led them to the outside of the restaurant.
The "outside" was really a glass room, surrounded by flowers. There were mock trees, birds, and butterflies all around. It was the perfect spring setting, especially with the sun shining bright, making the room seem to sparkle.
Stopping at a table close to the back, with only two couples seated together, to their left, the Wests' took their seats.
"Your waitress, Kayonna, should be out shortly. So please just look over your menus." With one last smile, she walked away, back to her posts.
"She was nice." Samia said smiling, looking at Sahir, who sat across from her.
"That's how they're suppose to be." He said shrugging his shoulders. "If they weren't, mad people would be getting free food up in this joint because of how people down here would be complaining."
Samia nodded her head, "That's true. I remember one time when I went to New York for...shopping, I went to eat at this fancy restaurant and the hostess thought that I was at the wrong place. She was all looking me up and down like I couldn't pay to eat every meal on the menu, multiple times."
Sahir let out a small laugh, before looking at his sons', who were already staring at him.
"Y'all missed me, huh?" Sahir said causing their smiling faces to turn into straight faces. "That's cold."
Sahir and Samia had just gotten back from the yacht a few hours ago. Their first thought when they touched solid ground was to grab their kids, and spend time together as a family.
"Of course they missed you." Samia said gaining their attention. "They just missed their mommy, more."
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The boys smile never left their face, it just seemed to grow as their mom cooed at them.
Sahir scoffing made Samia , and the twins, look at him.
"Y'all can act that way, it's cool. In a few months, y'all little sisters will be here and I won't have to deal with y'all fakeness."
It was now Samia's turn to scoff.
"You better have placed one baby in me. Let me find out there's two, I'm gonna put them in you and make you push them out."
Sahir waved her off, sticking his tongue out at the twins.
"You'll be sick if it's another boy." Samia said laughing to herself.
Sahir held his hand up, in a stop motion.
"From here and until you push my baby girl's out, please do not say the b-word. I will not allow it."
Before Samia could respond, their waiter had came up to their table.
"Hi, I'm sorry for the delay. My names Kayonna, what drinks can I start you off with?" She said with a small smile that seemed to increase when her eyes landed on Sahir.
Sahir sent a charming smile her way, before saying, "I will take your Long Island ice tea, beautiful. My sister would like pink lemonade and that would be all for the drinks. My nephews have their bottles."
Kayonna's light skinned cheeks blushed a fiery red, as she moved a piece of her hair behind her ear shyly.
"I'll be right back with your drinks." She said locking eyes with Sahir, before walking away, making sure to switch her hips.
"That was cute, real cute." Samia said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
Sahir smirked, before smiling.
"Thanks, I think I found my mistress."
Samia let out a loud scoff. A scoff so loud that the group of four women coming in to sit down at the table of the right of them, looked at her. Moving the twin's stroller over, closer to her chair, she decided to give Sahir a response.
"The day you take a mistress is the day that you become a dead man. So if that's what you wanna do, be my guest, bro."
Shaking his head, laughing at how worked up his wife was, he turned his head to check their surroundings. Looking at the table to the right of them, filled with the four women who just walked in, he was met by their smirking faces and pistols in their hands, pointing at their table.
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"Baby, does the food here come with guns?" Sahir asked causing Samia to turn and look at what he seen.
Samia shook her head, smiling at him.
"I don't think so. If it did, I would've asked for a rifle."
"Don't make any sudden moves?" One of the woman said placing her finger on the trigger.
"Why is there a bee on me?" Sahir asked, looking around his shirt.
Samia shook her head, before saying, "I don't see one, baby. I don't know why she said that."
Sahir rolled his eyes, obnoxiously.
"I hate when people say that. Ever since I was younger and-"
"Get up from the table, very, very slowly." The woman's voice said lowly, but loud enough for them to hear.
"Why?" Sahir asked placing a stupid smirk on his face.
"I'm not here for the games. Do what I say or I'll have no choice, but to cause a scene." The woman said with a raised eyebrow, face lacking emotion.
"You remember when we went to Florence, three or four years ago?" Samia asked causing Sahir to nod his head.
"Don't try anything." The woman said causing the other three woman at her table to place their fingers on the trigger of their gun.
"Are you sure?" Samia asked one more time, causing Sahir to nod his head, giving her a knowing look.
"I said you better not-" The woman started, but was cut off by an approaching figure.
The approaching figure carrying the drinks blocked off their face, and as soon as they stood in front of the Wests' table, they lowered it. Muerte looked at Samia and Sahir, and let out a growl. Hearing guns cock back, he looked up to see four woman standing up, pointing guns at him.
"Ahhhh!" He screamed loudly, alerting everyone in the restaurant.
Using this as their chance to get away, Sahir grabbed the table and flung it over at one of the woman, knocking her down temporarily.
Screaming could be heard from all over as people from the front came to check on what was happening in the back.
Samia grabbed the tray from Muerte's hands, and rammed it into his stomach. Once he bent over, due to pain, she brought her left knee up and drove it into his face. Muerte immediately feel to the ground, groaning.
Grabbing the twins stroller, she began to make her way to the emergency exit. Sahir followed behind her, stopping to grab two of the woman heading towards him and make them run into each other head first.
"I don't like to hit woman, so I let y'all hit each other." He said smiling, before dropping them and running off.
He began to run in zig zags as he felt a person about to shoot at him. Busting a turn at the corner of the hall, he ran towards Samia and they both left the chaotic restaurant.
"Why didn't you shoot them under the table?" Sahir asked looking at Samia with an eyebrow raised in question.
Samia let out a sigh, shaking her head.
"I knew you didn't remember the mission. That was Germany." Samia said causing Sahir to curl his lips up and look away from her.
"Oops." He said as they approached the Main Street, exiting the alleyway.
From where he stood, he could see the four woman exiting the restaurant out the front and jumping into their car, which must've sat running in front of the restaurant.
"She most definitely got our message." Samia said letting out a small laugh.
Bending down, she looked at her sons.
"Though I would've liked you guys not to see that, I can tell you guys enjoyed yourself." She said looking at Seiji and Sayid who were giggling and clapping.
Leaning back up, Samia shook her head with a small smile on her face.
Moving so that Sahir could push the twins, Samia waited until his two hands were on the stroller handles, to begin walking. Following after her, Sahir eyed the way her hips swayed in her pink romper. The only reason her removed his eyes from her was to see the cop car pulling up in front of the restaurant.
Lieutenant Blue and Detective Henderson both hopped out of the car and headed towards the restaurant entrance, with guns in their hands.
"Their drinks are delicious." Sahir called out, causing both their heads to snap in his direction.
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Double update!!
I decided to change Salina's name to Samia because I feel like it fits her face claim better.
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