Bahlam Feeki

Chapter 39

My eyes flicker open as the light enters the room. I roll over trying to avoid it but out of nowhere, a roster starts singing.

" Aahil can you tell the chicken to shut up?" My groggy voice echoed throughout the room causing me to sit up finally.

I look around for a quick second only to find the chicken looking dead at me.

I laid back down and closed my eyes " this must be a dream there's no way the damn chicken is in this room."

The door opens and shuffling feet can be heard coming closer.

" I'm gonna put you on the other side of the palace if you keep escaping!" I don't recognize the voice so I stay quiet. Maybe I should get up. Aahil did say they wanted to have breakfast or lunch.....

Wait what time is it?

I roll over and grab my phone SHIT it's twelve I have to get up.

"Good afternoon madam." I sit up to see a woman around my age holding the chicken that woke me up. I give her a smile before saying hello

" Mr. Bashar requested that I see if you were up."

"Ah, I see if you don't mind me asking what's your name?" Her eyes widen as if I said something wrong.

" How rude of me it's Amina."

"Oh no, you're okay, not rude at all! So is this why Mr. Chicken woke me up?" I say chuckling she smiles knowing there's nothing for her to worry about.

"No, this troublemaker keeps escaping somehow always slips by everyone. I'm going to ask if I can put a bell on him." She chuckles while looking at the chicken

"Well, if you don't mind sending him a message?" She nods her head gesturing for me to continue " please tell him I'll be down once I changed. Oh and Amina you can call me Jamila." She smiles at me and excuses herself from the room.

I walk into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I don't even know what to wear. Did he want me to wear a head covering?

I let out a frustrated breath and grabbed the toothbrush.

I mean there's nothing wrong with dressing modestly so I'll just go with that. Should I be worrying this much? If I wasn't so tired last night I would have brought this up.

But as soon as I got out of the shower I practically face-planted into the bed and knocked out.

I rinse my mouth out and give my face a quick wash then proceed to use the bathroom.

Come on Mila you are here with your damn boyfriend and you are worried about what to wear?

Washing my hand and drying my hands off on the hand towel I walk out of the bathroom to search for something decent to wear.

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"My love, you don't have to wear the hijab," Aahil says sliding his hand around my waist. He chuckles at my puzzled look.

I'm thankful he eventually came to check on me. I mean, it didn't take a long time to get dressed but I guess Amina delivered my message and he decided to respond in person.

"What you're wearing is just fine so stop picking at it." I carefully smooth out my loose-fitting top and give it one more look over.

"Okay, I'm ready." I grab his hand and feel him give me a squeeze of reassurance.

" After lunch, I'll give you a tour of the place." He closes the door behind us and we walk down a different hall we didn't go down yesterday.

"Will a map be coming with that tour?"