SSHC: Maymoona

She is a uptown muslim girl who loves big cities. She cannot stand small towns especially in the south. She likes the convenience of walking to her favorite shops for her clothing, her favorite spots to chow down, her job which is to work in a big time bank, and back in her beautiful apartment for size two except she had no other people living in her apartment. She made lots of money from her job which required her to work long hours, except on the weekends she got to relax. She didn't really like people around her much. She didn't get along with the sisters at the city masjid. She thought that the one reason why they didn't like her was because she wore beautiful clothes and they were jealous, part of her was satisfied with that, but sad that she needed companionship with at least of few sisters. So she stopped attending and just hung out at home. It was when she past the pet shop she thought of buying herself an a pet. She liked wild animals, perhaps the closest thing to a pet would be like tropical birds, and fish or perhaps an exotic snake and so she bought a snake and named him sasha. Maymoona loved sasha her pet snake, she would talked to him like he was her friend. She fed him and stroke his skin, it was nice and leathery like a snakeskin skirt. Maymoona sighed to herself. Who am I kidding, i cannot replaced sasha as a companion, i need to meet real sisters. She took her keys and left to go down to the coffee shop. She order a stong black coffee with extra sugar and a biscotti. Just then two sisters came in whispering as they looked towards maymoona. Maymoona was uncomfortable, and looked away from the girls. The barista tried to get may's attentinon. Ma'am your order is ready! Oh I'm sorry, thank you. The barista asked if may was ok? Yea I'm fine she replied. As maymoona was sitting down at her faveorite table and favorite seat at the table she grasped the hot cup and sipped the coffee like it was coco. It was a frosty day and she wore her favorite black satin gloves. She slowly looked up towards the direction of the whispering sisters. Another sister just walked in with a ankle length leather jacket with a rhinestone belt, a flare denim skirt and a satin turkish hijab with a red turtleneck and camel suede gloves with black and purple tinted shades with rhinestones, while carrying a big hobo dooney and burke beige and brown designer pleather purse. The sister wore some black ankle boots with a six inch heel. Maymoona stared hard at this girl. Who was she supposed to be looking like that? Obviously may admired her style, but sunshades in the winter? The sister walked over to the barista and made an order. She looked around and looked towards maymoona's direction. Maymoona quikly turned and sipped more of her coffee, mm mm this is delicious she said kind of aloud. Other people turned at her and looked at her weird. Maymoona said Oops. Slurp, slurp, sluuuuurrrrp. Just then a leather jacket appeared at ther table. Maymoona slowly looked up and it was thee mysterious stylish girl in the turkish hijab. The sister pulled out the chair and sat into it, and then scootched back up to the table twice. She place her dooney and burke coach bag on the table. Her breakfast smells nice. A grilled cheese, a vanilla latte, a strawberry scone, and an english muffin, half a tomatoe on pumperknickel bread with a spread of almond butter. Maymoona said woooow, that's some breakfast you have there, nervously waiting for her reaction. The girl paused while eating her strawberry scone and then continue eating. Maymoona finally ate her biscotti, it was a loud crunch, but she chewed very slowly so we wouldn't feel so embarrased. The MG or mysterious girl had finished the scone and starting drinking her vanilla latte and picked up her grilled cheese and bit off that. She placed half of her tomatoe and place it on top of the almond butter spread which was on the top of the pumperknickel bread and ate that. Maymoona watched carefully as she ate that disgusting combination. Gross she said to herself but didnt show it. She continue to eat her biscotti and drink more of her coffee. Just then the two whispering sisters stopped by the table and pulled up a chair. They both giggled and whispered in each other's ears it wwas sooooooo annoying. Finally one of them spoke. I so love your outfit sister! Yea it's sooooo urban, it's retro. Maymoona rolled her eyes, that was soooo incorrect what the sister was wearing was NOT retro, it was urban, but no way near retro. MG nodded as a thank you since she was still eating. The girls both turned towards maymoona. Maymoona waslike oh now they wanna speak to me. One of the girls reached out her hand and said Salaamu alaikum sister, my name is Zakira how are you, and your name is? Maymoona slowly reached out her hand to recieve the handshake and turned to look at MG, and back at the girls, wa alaikum salaaam, I am fine, oh and my name is Maymoona. Then the other girl reached out ther hand and gave the salaams to maymoona. As-salaamu alaikum sister my name is Malika! How are you sister maymoona? I am fine said sister malika. That's great to hear said zakira. Then there was an awkward silence. Maymoona looked at the girls, the girls looked at maymoona, then the girls and maymoona watched as MG was still finishing up. To break the ice maymoona asks sooooo, how's the masjid doing? Malika asked are you talking about Masjid Al-Sajdah, or Al-Nawmbi As-salaafi Masjid? Maymoona had never heard of the latter so she went with the first one. Masjid al-sajdah. Ohhh, that masjid is great, just great answered zakira. We are just visiting. Oh said maymoona. Where are you girls from? We are from florida, but we live at this house  called Sisters Sunnah Home, it's lika a big house where single sisters and single mothers and their children live together. The sisters are firendly, and everyone is nice said malika. Maymoona was being polite and responded ohhhh okay how cool is that? Very cool, added zakira. You should come and stay for a week to see what it's like offered zakira. Maymoona was very doubtful in that. Seeing as she didnt get along with the sisters at the masjid, how was she going to get along with lviing with a bunch of other sisters and kids. She didn't really like kids. They were loud, smelly, rude, messy brats in her eyes. It's like most mothers didn't know how to raise their children, the children she sees in the store would manipulate the parent into getting what they want and the parent had no choice but to submit. Other parents would spank their children in public places and as a result the child would cry very loudly and maymoona couldn't stand it. Maymoona said gee that sounds like fun. It is said malika. Pack your bags because you're coming with us to stay for a week said zakira. Uhhh, hey let's not jump into any conclusions said maymoona. Help a sister out as she spoke to MG. Mg picked up her napkin to wipe the corners of her mouth ever so slightly and stacked her dishes and trash onto the tray. She backed up chair up, stood up, pushed the chair in and her six inch heels clopped away like a horse. The girls watched as MG left the coffee shop without a word. Maymoona quickly rethinking the idea and since she thought yea i love the big city, but right now i have nothing here to come home to except sasha. But sasha was no longer wanted by her owner. She told the girls that she was excited to stay for a week. The next morning her bags were packed she gave her pet snake to a  neighbor Mr. peterson who was looking for an exotic snake and thanked maymoona. Zakira and Malika was in a taxi cab waiting for maymoona. Maymoona got in and they went to the airport. When they arrived at the SSH, Maymoona was in awe at the landscaping of the home. There were sisters greeting zakira and malika and also Umm Tiara who presented her with a gift basket and showed her the room she would be staying in. Maymoona absolutely loved it, although it wasn't the big city, she still enjoyed herself and made fast friends with Zakira, Malika and their friend who came with them the first time they came to the SSH Yessica.. All three girls showed Maymoona the outdoors and had a private picnic on a red and white gingham blanket with good southern home cooking while they each talked about themselves. Maymoona felt like she was at home and extended her stay from guest into resident.


Additional Info

She loves southern food now
She teaches sister her fashion tips during the friday nite fashon shows

Ethnicity

american

Nicknames

may, moona, new moon, may-may