The Bad Boy's Girl (COMPLETE)

Dealing With The Bad Boy

   I grinned at my reflection in the mirror. i looked great, i have to say. My hair looks fresh and shiny as if right out of a magazine, and my bright smile is shining on my readily fresh  and pimple free face. I look fresh and I look beautiful. The new hair in a shorter style, the gorgeous and natural makeup. . . I can tell Amir will love this already. "Thank you." i greeted the girl who was doing my mani, pedi, and facial. She smiled back and Muna dropped me home.

    "Hey, looks like Amir isn't home yet. Come on in." I thought, and Muna nodded, because I didn't see Amirs car in the driveway. Then something hit me. Where were my kids?

As I entered, the sound of Inaya's cries filled the house. I ran to the sound, frantic, and found Mina trying to shush her. "Where is Amir?" I asked angrily, and mina snapped out of her thoughts quickly, and I took Inaya from her arms. How dare Amir leave my kids like this?! I was missing my kids, he could've handed them over to me if he really had to go somewhere! Anger rushes through my veins.

Growling, I stomped over to the crib and asher was sleeping soundly. I kissed his forehead and I kissed Inayas forehead. Amir, you're dead. In my kids issues, he knows I'm over protective. And he just leaves them with Mina! I mean, yes, I trust Mina, but, I wanted to take care of my kids. And plus, Mina doesn't even know how to take care of them properly! I could tell the whole house was a mess. As I saw our room, the covers were thrown over, the tv was on, there were chips everywhere, food lying in the washroom! Muna took Inaya from me gently as I cleaned up the place. She held her awkwardly, and with one hand, and I scowled, but then softly reminded her how to hold a child. It's not her fault.

          Beer bottles were everywhere, on our bedside table and on the coffee table. Also downstairs all over the place. Oh, my god. How dare he leave the house just like this? How dare he leave my kids just like this?

    When it comes to my kids, I can pounce on anybody. An era of protectiveness fills my veins. Wait till he gets back. I'll take care of him.

As I entered the next rooms, Warda wasn't home either, because she had told me she was out shopping for luggage with her family. This place was a total mess. I ran to the kitchen downstairs, where Mina was making food. The place was messed up. Batters, dishes, spices, everywhere. The dishes in the sink were over loading.

Mina turned around with pleading eyes in my direction. "Please don't fire me. I tried my best to handle the kids and the house alone, miss. I really didn't get any help from Mr. Khan. He was out the whole nights and days, making excuses. Warda and her family tried to help me, but they were frantic in luggage and shopping. I really tried my best." She explained to me, and anger threw out each of my veins. "They were mostly gone, visiting people, buying luggage, and were only here half of the time."

    "It's okay," is all I muttered, and I headed into my room again. I flopped onto the bed. Inaya and asher were fast asleep. Muna set her in her crib and came over to hug me silently.

     "Muna!! Why! Why me?!!" I sobbed into her chest like a baby. She shushed me, taking her fingers and raking them through my hijab. She unpinned my hijab and brushed my hair softly. She tried to relax me. But I didn't relax.

     "Why with me?! What did I ever do to deserve this type of husband?! Why me!" I sobbed, tears streaming down my face. "What did I ever do?" I sobbed, sniffling and breaking down.

Muna wiped my tears, but more came. I let my whole emotions out. My tears didn't stop. They came in oceans and oceans. "Shush. Don't speak like that, okay? It's all a test. And allah only tests the ones he loves," Muna reminded me, and I sniffled. That did make sense. I wiped my tears off my face roughly, and pulled away from Muna's embrace.