CHAPTER 59: The Favorite In-law

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~When all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love~

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Yasmeen

Life can be a piece of art, a magic enchantment, a fetching fairy tale or an adventurous story trimmed with alluring episodes. But it may as well be a delusive or hazardous act with many wildcat players seeming to be what they are actually not, I thought as I made Ahmad's bed

He was getting dressed after a long shower when his married sister "Muhibbah" called

He quickly hit the answer button and put her on speaker. Then he went back to putting on his shirt

"Go and help my husband with his car, it broke down in the middle of the road" she commanded him, before ending the call

Although it was raining, it didn't stop Ahmad from rushing out of the house to his sisters husband's rescue, Who has locked himself in the car as he waits for help. A friend picked him up shortly after Ahmad's arrival.

Ahmad's brother in-law left him working on the faulty car under the rain. He managed to get a mechanic when he figured it's not something he could fix and they toyed the car to a garage for repairs

He came back tired and hungry, I served him food as soon as he returned. I sat with him to keep him company while he ate, which was a total waste of my valuable time because his eyes were glued to his phone

"How does the food taste? Do you like I......."

"Shhhhhhh" he said, raising his palm at me, signaling me to stop talking. I quickly shut it

"How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want to be disturbed when I am on my phone, stop interrupting me. Now I have to re-read the message I have read" he shouted

"Oh, I forgot" I said

"Your car is faulty, I drove it yesterday" he suddenly said, taking his eyes off his phone for a split second

"Oh no, I think this car is trying to tell me that it's tired, I will get a new some soon by God's grace" I said jokingly

"You should take your car to the mechanic for repairs. Try doing something for yourself for once in your life, It feels good" he told me

"If there's anything I hate the most in this world is going to a garage, I've never done it in my life before" I retorted

"Well, there's a first time for everything. I intend to rest this weekend and I am going to do just that. I will not stress myself over this" he replied, in a harsh tone

"My mother and sisters do these things for themselves" he continued

"I know they do it out of obligation, if they had someone willing to do it for them, they wouldn't have done it themselves" I told him

"It's just that they are strong independent women, unlike you" he retorted

"But I'm sure your married sister "Muhibbah"has never done it, in fact you're the one that does it for her husband himself" I said, with my tone full of sarcasm

"You and my sister are different, you live different lives. Stop comparing yourself with her" he said

"I thought she is the object of your comparison. Oh, I forgot you only compare me with her when it's convenient for you" I said

He gave me a death glare, putting down the chilled bottle of coke he was holding

"My sister and her husband "Irfan" are on their way to Ummy's, you should come and greet them" he said, making his way out.

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