For the past few months, Agnus and I have been setting up the nursery. I love setting things up to look pretty.Anyway, Yusuf is in his crib while I lay on the side sofa. The sound of foot steps approaching catches my attention so I quickly fake sleep. It's a habit from being on my phone at 3 am when my mom came to check on me, scary.
I hear someone come in and stop in front of me, walk to the other side to open the closet, and then feel them put a blanket over me.
When I think the coast is clear, I squint my eyes open. It's Elias, and he's in the corner of the nursery, praying Salah. Wait did I pray, oh wait, after giving birth you don't pray for a good month or two. Oh my god, that means I can get my nails done! Yay.
As I stare at the decor on the walls for a bit, I hear Elias clear his throat. I quickly shut my eyes hoping he didn't notice.
"I saw you."
Ugh. I slowly open my eyes.
"How're you feeling?"
"Surprisingly perfect. Alhamdulillah." Honestly I thought people would feel kind of sick the weeks after giving birth, but for me, I feel better than ever.
"Amara do you want to talk about yesterday?"
I roll to the side. "What more is there to say?"
"Jenny was broke. She had nowhere to go. When I dated her, I made her quit her job at the club and promised to provide for her if she stayed with me..."
Does that even make anything better? I let him continue.
"Wallah I didn't love her. I let my ego take a hold of me. I was a bad person Mar. But it would be unmerciful to throw her on the streets after I was the one in the wrong. So I gave her a place to stay."
I think for a bit. Okay that's what Jenny told me. "What about you visiting her?"
"I admit I did go to the penthouse a couple times. But it was for paper work or electrical related things. I promise. I even made her go upstairs so I can check everything with my workers."
I don't know if I should trust him.
"Please believe me. Wallah I'm telling the truth.."
He did say wallah. Just then Agnus walks in.
"Amara dear- oh did I interrupt?"
"No not at all."
"Here's a glass of water, I also ordered the baby things you told me to."
"Thank you. Also can you book an appointment at the nail salon please?" I expect her to say yes, but she looks at Elias.
"Why're you looking at him for, does he want his nails done too?""No it's just that I can't book anything without his per-."
Elias cuts her off, "Yes it's okay with me. I'll take her myself." How lovely.
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"Please Amara I don't want to." Elias pleads.
"You have to."
"No."
I made an angry face and look away. I hear Elias groan, "Fine." I smile.
The poor Spa lady had to wait for me to convince him. "Yes he wants a mani padi done while I get my nails done." I smile at her.
"Right this way."
I get seated at the nail table while Elias sits on the pedicure chair while he continuously gives me unamused looks. He's such a drama queen.
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Amara
RomanceAmara Hadid is a muslim girl who lives with her mom and regularly volunteers at her local muslim food bank. One day, the main sponsor of the food bank, Elias Alfera, who is a revert and billionaire, visits the food bank and that is where he lays his...