MARRIED TO AN EXTREMIST✔️

|The Façade 2|

Fayadth's point of view.

I enter the house, taking off my shoes and putting on my slides. I take off my white cap, rubbing my eyes. "Fayadth?!" Anya (mother) called from afar. "Na'am (yes)." I walk through the hall before taking a left to the sitting room.

Anya takes the remote to mute the tv and turn to look at me. "How is Qahhar?" I sit beside her on the sofa. "He's fine, Alhamdulillah. Good afternoon, anya." She brushes my head with her hand. "I have news for you." I raise my brows, blinking. "The girl I told you about, she agreed. You should call her soon."

I nod. "Thank you. What's her name again?" She tilts her head and I chuckle. "I'm sorry, I have a lot on my mind." She picks up her phone, scrolling through it.

"Afeeya. Her name is afeeya and she's the prettiest girl I've seen in a long time. See for yourself." She hands the phone to see. I take it, immediately pressing the power button so I don't have to see it. "Is she a righteous and good woman?"

"Will I let you marry one that isn't?" She glares at me. I nod, realizing she's passionate about this topic. "That's very true." I try to hide the smile thats creeping up. She raises her phone, unlocking it. "Still, I want to show you her picture. Whether you like it or not." I smile, nodding in agreement if it would make her feel better and not left with a choice, most importantly. "Look at her." She shows me a video of someone walking into a room while a woman sits in front of a mirror.

"Afeeya."

The woman taking the video call her which makes Afeeya turn to the camera. She's pretty and her grin was even prettier. She stands up, adjusting her veil that covered her whole body.  "What are you doing?! Please not a video." Afeeya says shaking her head before the video ended.

She's seems calm.

"How is she?" Anya stares at me to a reaction and I close my eyes, taking a deep breath then opening my eyes. "Perfect." She laughs, lightly sloping my shoulder. "She better be perfect to you because she going to be your wife. Final." I chuckle, sitting up. Anya takes the remote, pressing the volume back on with a faint smile on her face.

"Anya? Please where's anya Sham?" My question wipes off the faint smile from her face. She doesn't bother to look at me. "She's most probably at hers. She kept on asking whether her niece could marry you. I got irritated."

"Okay, thank you. I'll be back." She nods, still not bothering to look at me. I leave the sitting room, exiting the building. There's a walk path with grass between the concrete walks. I look at the cloudy sky, taking a deep breath before entering the house. The first person I meet is nafisa.

"Ya Fayadth." She calls excitedly, walking towards me. "Nafisa, how are you? You've grown taller." I compliment as she laughs, twirling. "Wow." I mutter which makes her grin.

"Where anya sham?"

"She's in her room." I lick my lips. "Could you tell her I'm here to greet her?" She nods then runs off to call her.
I lean on the wall when I saw Hassana, walking towards me. She wore a hijab, her face downwards immediately I saw her. "Hassana." I call her. "Ya Fayadth, good afternoon. How was your day?" She still hangs her head.

"I'm fine, how's everyone at home?" She raises her head, keeping her eyes away from mine. "They are well, alhamdulillah." She meets my eyes, smiling faintly when I turn my eyes away."Fayadth, my in law."

Anya Sham says walking towards us. I stand straight while she adjusts her veil. "Anya sham, afternoon." She looks at Hassana then back at me. "Oh, you've met her already. When are you going to take her away?"

I look at Hassana who's smiling widely with her head hung. "I am here to greet you, I'll be travelling tomorrow."

"Really? Why?" I look at her, she tucks her veil behind her ear. "He wants me to handle something." She nods slowly. "Okay, if you are about to leave call me."

"Insha Allah." I glance at Hassana before turning. "Wait, don't let me interrupt your discussion. I'll leave you two."

"There's no need, I'll be taking my leave. Take care." I say, noticing the smile Anya sham had on her face fell. "Hassana". I call her, acknowledging her, turning to leave.  "May Allah bring you back home safely." Hassana says hesitantly.

"Amen, thank you." I walk away, heading to my car. I push the button, opening the car then got in. I shake my head before driving out.

*******

I lay ok the bed, sliding my hand under my head as I pull out my phone, dialling Afeeya's number. "Hello?" Tye familiar voice answers.

"Hello, my name is Fayadth Ghafrar. Am I speaking to Afeeya?" It fell silent for a few seconds.

"Yes, you're speaking to Afeeya Adam."

"It's a pleasure, I heard a lot about you."

"Really? What did you hear about me?"

"One of it is you're a calm."

"Wow, I don't know if I'm calm." She chuckles nervously. "I'd like to see for myself, hopefully know more thing about you."

"Depends."

"Depends?"

"I don't know why I said that to be honest, i just spat it out." I smile. "I have to warn you that I talk a lot sometimes. You should know what you're getting yourself into."

"You're funny."

******

"Afeeya, you there?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm listening." She slurs obviously sleeping. "Okay, you should go to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy."

I scoff. "Of course, I know but you seem tired so take a break." I sit down on the bed. "Okay, I shall heed to your advice. Good night."

"Goodnight." She hangs up while I stare at my phone, my eyes wide open. I don't think I'll sleep anytime now. I lay down, taking a deep breath. I glance at the watch. 1:43am. I'll just pray. I stand back up, heading to the bathroom. "Yoo, Ya Fayadth?" Harith call me. "Yeah."

He peeped his head in, the door slightly open. "I wanted to ask whether you're still travelling. I want to join, baba sent me there too."

"Sure." I turn to the bathroom, he shuts the door.

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