I was tangled in the sheets and blankets, laying on my stomach with a pillow covering my head. I lifted my elbow slightly, the pillow tumbled over. My eyes were squinted as the sun shine through the curtains making me groan and lay my head back on the mattress. I slowly turned over to my back, my arm reaching over to rest over my eyes. My alarm started going off making me basically wanna run mad. I felt more drained and exhausted as I reach for the phone and turned it off. I seriously should be sleeping right now. I let out a yawn stretching my arms, I pulled the blanket off my body. Letting the longest yawn, I walked into the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and then went to brush my teeth. I looked at my reflection, my eyes looked drained making it obvious that I didn’t have enough sleep.Once I was done, I wore my clothes and head out of the room. I’m mentally and physically exhausted. As I walked towards the kitchen I saw Noor sited on the living room couch.Why is she up early
"Welcome to Amees Bakery, how may I help you?" I said to a customer that just walked in."Hi dear, I will like to have.." He paused as he looked at the menu board "I will like to have.." He tapped his chin Oh lord, another day with a type of customer that wastes time before he will order a thing, and the most annoying part about this is that he will only order one single thing. Yesterday and the day before this same customer came, it took him almost thirty minutes before he ordered something, and guess what he ordered, one black coffee. "Sir what will you like to have?" I asked "I’m not sure of what to order." He responded "Will you like to order a black coffee," I smiled "Black coffee, yes, yes I will love that." He smiled As I said, black coffee is always what he wants. I let out a breath, turning back I turned on the coffee machine. Days like this make me wonder if two jobs are actually helping me. Once I was done making the black coffee, I took it to the customer. Shortly a
Am I the only one that thinks choosing an outfit is stressful maybe it’s because I don’t have many clothes and almost all my clothes or should I say all my clothes aren’t up to Rayan’s family standard? I really care about what I wear but when I told Amal about it, she got into my head, as usual, she said and I quote, "It’s a big day for you Afraah, just as much as it’s a big day for Rayan’s uncle, you have to look your best." But to be honest, I don’t understand what she meant by that. It took me almost thirty minutes to select an outfit and all I got is a black abaya which I owned since high school, I’m not even sure if it still fits me. I held the cloth, sizing it on my body, it looks a bit small to me. I kept it down on the chair, still wondering what to wear, Rayan will be here in two hours and I haven’t thought of the cloth to wear, this is seriously stressful. With a ring on my phone, I checked it and Amal’s name and photo flashed across the screen."Hello," I said almost immed
I don’t know if it’s me but I feel like something bad is going to happen. Once Amal left, I entered Khalil’s room, and as usual, he was laid on the bed. I walked towards him and sat on the bedside, he adjusted his position once he saw me, he looked at me, head to toe, definitely wondering when and how I look different. "How do you like my new look?" I asked Still looking at me, Khalil began to cough, before I could pat his back, he stopped coughing. "Say something," I said "Not bad." He proclaimed "Not bad! Seriously! Come on, look at me." "I have seen better." He said with a bit of laughter in his voice "You’ve seen better, seriously, why don’t you tell me where and when you saw that." "Don’t be serious, Afraah, I was just joking." He coughed out"Are you okay?" Patting his back, I handed him over a glass of waterHe took a sip and gave me back which I kept on the side table "Are you okay?" I asked "Yes, I’m fine. Just a little cough." "Are you sure Khalil?" My heart skippe
Once I left Khalil’s room, I ran into Noor, she glared at me, starting from my head down to my toe."Did you do makeup and who’s cloth are you wearing?" She asked "None of your business." I rolled my eyes "Whose outfit is that!" She yelled Noor loves to yell, there isn’t a day she doesn’t yell "If you must know, it’s Amal’s outfit." I responded "I thought I was clear when I said I don’t want that girl in my house!"Her house! Is she drunk or what? "Amal is my friend and as far as I live here, she can come to visit anytime." "This is not_""My house!" I completed the sentence "I think you have said that more than a thousand times." I let out a short breath"Where are you going by the way." She asked; her voice filled with hatred and anger I ignored her question, and walking away from her she grabbed my hand. I just don’t seem to understand her, she tells me that she doesn’t want me to touch her and now she’s the one willingly holding my hand."Let go of my hand," I said "Where a
"Noor!" I yelled, walking in her direction. I felt like slapping the hell out of her but I didn’t want to create any scene in front of Rayan. "What do think you are doing?"There is no doubt that Rayan is the victim here, I know Noor is crazy, I know her weirdest behaviors but just didn’t expect her to do something like this. I know I say a lot about Noor crossing her limits, but today she proved me wrong, she has no limits. I don’t know what she was thinking about when she did this."What do you think you are doing?" I yelled Walking closer to them, Rayan instantly moved aside, "Afraah I_" "What do you think you are doing Noor?" I cut him off. I don’t need any of his explanations, I know what is going on here. "You have no shame, Noor" I said "Are you talking to me or Rayan?" Noor asked; her voice full of irritant and annoyance "You heard what I said, what kind of a sister are you." I sighed "Forget about you being my sister, you_""I’m not your sister!" She cut me off"Don’t! J
Once we arrived at Rayan’s house, he parked the car and walked towards the door, as the door opened, it revealed a lavish, well-decorated living room. There were a few people there, all were wealthy if not beyond. Everything and everywhere was beautifully decorated, I’m not exaggerating but even the waiters and waitresses smelled money. When Rayan talked about his uncle’s wedding reception, I thought it is going to be a simple but classy reception but what I’m seeing right now is beyond. I kinda feel like I don’t belong there, everyone here screams money and I just look like I don’t belong here.Rayan look at me, and he gave me a warm smile, it was like he noticed how tense I was. I smiled back and let out a breath. Whether I belong here or not, it doesn’t matter what matters is that I am here. Walking into the living room the first person we approached is a man that had a broad smile on his face "You made it! I’m so happy." He said Is he talking to me? "You look, great dear." He s
Noor POVI hate the fact that I have to endure Afraah and her brother, their presence remind me of their mother and her bad ways.I remember the first time I met her mom, I was just five years back then, not that I remember clearly but I will never forget what she did, I will never forget the way she acted toward my mother. Afraah thinks that I know nothing about her mom but she has no idea what I faced when I was a kid, she thinks I’m happy doing everything I do. Yes, it feels good to take revenge on her and Khalil but it will never change what her mom did to my mom let alone what she did to my late father.FLASHBACK We were in the car on our way to amazing land, we were going to celebrate my birthday there. I was so happy, I have been wanting to go to amazing land but my mom and dad were too busy, I recalled the time they surprised me with the tickets, I was so happy when they promised to celebrate my birthday there.I remember everything like it was just yesterday. The radio was