scourge (On-hold)

chapter three

Malik is a man of his word, he's a kind of man who always think that he is right, that his opinion and words are the final word, if he want something he go for it,
fate and destiny isn't something he believe can stop one from going after what they really want, if he want something he do everything and whatever it takes to have it, malik believe if you want something bad enough and really want it, if you work hard for it and believe in it you will get it, whatever it is.

To be infatuated with his uncle wife is an unplanned event for him but since his heart want her,he can't deny it because he believe whatever his heart want it get it calmly or conniving.

Adjusting the soft poly crepe fabric of the high neck jubba, malik glance at his reflection in the mirror,
He's really a morning person but he literally wake up very late because he spend the entire night thinking about his uncle wife,
Malik careless about the fact that what he feel toward ramlat is forbidden as far as he's concern ramlat didn't deserve to be with the old man he call uncle,
He grab his phone and exit the BQ apartment with a sigh, he stare at the hazy cloud a sign it will rain anytime soon, with a heavy sigh he head to the main building wondering how he's going to claim his uncle's wife.

"Ina salim din ya je da mota this early morning?" Haulat say tiredly as she sashy around the kitchen with a sigh.

"Mummy wlh they should stop keeping this car keys in the parlour,
Why will he even leave without telling anyone and he isn't answering his phone." Mardiya say helping her mother cleaning up the dinning table.

"Shiyasa ya yi sauri ya Riga kowa chin abinci, let him come back to this house, look at this garbage since yesterday i ask him to take it out before this trash people come but he didn't do it,
Let this strike end let everyone rest." Aunty haulat say exiting the kitchen.

"Mai-gida ka shigo."
How was your night?"aunty haulat ask and malik smile.

"Alhamdulilah,
What happen?
Waye ya bata miki rai da safiyan nan?" Malik say sitting in the couch in the parlour.

"Who else if not your brother,
He left with the car this morning and he knows very well he is suppose to take Ramlat to a friend henna wedding ceremony." Aunty haulat rant as malik glance around the parlour for the familiar face.

"Good morning ya malik." Mardiya greet coming out from the kitchen still on her pajamas.

"Morning,
Uhmmm did she left already?
I mean i am going somewhere this morning i can drop her off and pick her if she's done, if that's OK." Malik say as a sound from the staircase gain his attention.

"Ofcrse it is,
Mardiya please call ram.....
" ohhh She's here already."haulat say interrupted by ramlat rushing down the stairs.

"Aunty is salim back?" Ramlat ask putting her phone in the handbag.

"Bai dawo ba yaron naki,
But mai-gida is going out now, he can drop you off and if you are done sai ki kira salim din yaje ya dauko ki." Aunty haulat say and ramlat glance at malik who already have a piercing gaze on her making her to quickly avert her gaze from him.

"OK." Ramlat say and head to the kitchen, malik has been in the house barely 24hours yet his presence irritated her, he just have this stupid authoritative, cocky and egocentric personality that want to make her go nut.

"Aren't you going to eat your breakfast before going?'aunty haulat ask and malik shake his head.

" I will eat lunch,
Mardiya just get me a coffee add some Honey in it, if you have dates give me 3."he say and aunty haulat give him a curious look but didn't comment.

Mardiya leave to the kitchen as malik start small conversation with aunty haulat mostly about his mum business jordan and life in general.

"Gashi ya." Mardiya say and hand him the mug of coffee and three dates wrapped neatly in the serviette.

"Thank you." He say collecting the mug and bite the date with a bismillah.

The thing with malik is he has principles and one of them is having his regular coffee with three dates every morning it's something he grow up doing and has become a part of him.

"Are you done?" Ramlat ask coming out from the kitchen as malik glance at her.

"Ohhh yeah." He say dropping the remaining half cup of coffee and stand up.

"OK aunty sai na dawo." Ramlat say to aunty haulat and the elderly woman node with her phone press to her ear making a call.

"Bye aunty ramlat don't forget to send me pictures."Mardiya say and ramlat node with a smile.

Malik open the parlour door for her to go first as she hand him the Mercedes Benz G-waggon car key and he collect intentionally brushing his hand with hers making her to glance at him and he raise a questioning brow at her.

"Bye." Malik say with a slight wave and close the parlour door.

He walk to the garage where ramlat is standing by the car staring at her phone screen and he click the car open,
Sure enough he believe ramlat have a good taste in clothe he scan the black female embroider abaya as he open the front passenger door for her but ramlat ignore him and open the back door entering and sit with her legs cross by the owners corner.
Malik smile intrigue by her attitude and enter the driver seat, he adjust the rear view mirror so he can see the forbidden lady of his dream.

"You know,
I can understand why you don't want to be close to me,
I am an attractive guy you can't possibly compare me with your husband." Malik say starting the ignition as he notice at how her face instantly change.

"Beside i have a thing for ladies like you,
Talk about beauty and mysterious they always fascinate me."he add and maneuver the car out of the garage.

Ramlat try her possible best not to outburst the burning rage in her, the need to strangle the man behind the wheel is what is churning into her head, ramlat know even if she is single malik is sure not a type of guy she will pay attention to his obdurate,cocky, egocentric and surly behaviour are what disqualify him to be her Mr perfect.

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