I can hear the door bell ringing continuously. I used the pillow to block my ears but it won't stop. I surrendered . I quickly went downstairs to get the door.
I opened.
"Good morning." Amirah hugged me.
"Amirah. Hi what are you doing here so early? Come in."
I saw an elderly woman and a young woman but I didn't bother to say hi since they were strangers.
"Don't you greet?" The young woman ask.
I looked back then raised an eyebrow.
"I know you don't know us but at least you can say hi. Well I'm your mother" . The woman said.
"Mother?" I looked at amirah confusedly .
"Yes. She is our mum and this is sister Karima . Our elder sister".
"Oh. Pardon me please. I hugged the eldest woman. I didn't know. You are so beautiful. I gave a compliment".
We sat on the couch.
"Where is Fahad?" Karima asked.
"Give him a call". I answered.
"I don't understand".
"Oh". I smiled. "I don't know where he is but you can call to confirm".
"I guess he has gone to the gym". Amirah jumped in. "I'll go get water". Amirah stood up.
"Sit Amirah. This isn't your home. She should serve us water and don't forget your condition. ". Karima.
"Unfortunately ,there is no maid in the house she would have served water. Amirah you can help me".
"I'll help myself". Karima left for the kitchen..
The door opened and Fahad came in.
"Good morning everyone". He smiled. "Mine." He kissed my lips.
"What!" I exclaimed.
"Please don't react in front of them." He whispered.
"Fahad you are here. Karima came out of the kitchen."
"Karima. He hugged her. How are you? "
"I'm fine. We came to your house and Waliya couldn't even offer us water." She complained.
"Look at her arms. She's still sick remember?"
"I'm fine. I'm not sick. You should get a maid in the house to do all of that." I frowned.
"Sure my love." He smiled.
"Fahad. Can I speak with you in private?" His mother.
"Sure.... "
They left.
"Who cares?" I hissed.
Fahad's pov .
"Mum. What happened?" I asked.
"First your wife didn't greet us after opening the door this morning. "
"Really?"
"And secondly she couldn't offer us water then thirdly. She speaks so rude. Are you sure you can handle her?. "
"Muuuuummmm..... You are just worrying for no reason. She has a fracture on her arm and that's her nature. She is nice and sweet."
"My son. You are just lying. I know you ain't happy. "
"I'm so happy. Would I lie to you?"
"No. I pray you find peace with this so called waliya. "
"Amen. Amen." I answered.
