SAIFFUDDEEN P.O.V
My cheeky sister and i had a silent drive to my parent house and for no reason I felt bad cause of her silence, though she is not the kind of person that speak freely in my present she always stutter or stammer or even teared up when talking to me,I huffed wanting to talk but who am i too,she will definitely start disrespecting me,plus why don't I asked the driver to bring her,I hummed in satisfaction when I saw the house gate,I horn and after some minutes which seems like forever for me the gateman finally open the door and I drove in not before glaring at him
"T..th.... thanks"She stuttered and run out of the car skipping to the house leaving me in the car,I glared at her handbag that she left in the car deliberately or so i thought,I huffed stepping out and decided to pick it up for her before walking in
"Here"I mumbled throwing the handbag at her which ended me a disappointed look from my parent,I lower my height and greet them
"Assalamu alaikum brother"Jamal said,I smile at him looking at Jamil in worried he looked angry and sad
"Wa'alaikum Salam,You good Jamil ?"
"Nope"He replied popping the 'p' and pout looking away
"Okay what is wrong?"
"He ask for money but mom and dad refuse to give him, that is why he is sulking"Jamal said shrugging before turning and looking at Amira
"I decorated my room want to see it?"He asked she eagerly nodded standing and they walk away
"What are you going to do with the money?"I asked sitting next to him he grabbed my hand
"I want to buy phone brother"He replied
"Phone what happened to the one you are using?"
"Nothing"He mumbled with a pout
"Okay how much did..."
"You won't give him a penny Saiffuddeen"Mom scowled
"But mom"Jamil cried
"No but son listen to your mom"Dad said,Jamil looked down sulking while I pinch him slightly,he looked at me and I wink at him
"Go on,go and meet your sib"I mumbled,he smile and walk to stairs
"How is marriage life"Dad asked closing the news paper he is reading,I looked away scrubbing my nape I completely forgot I am married and I can't lie to them now
"Fine I guess"I mumbled
"And business?"
"About that I am going to Makkah next week"
"Makkah?"Mom asked sitting down,I nodded "When?"
"Next week In Sha Allah "
"You and Amira?"Dad asked instead
"No me and myself only is business related"
"Business"
"Yes I want to start selling gold and then to Turkey for the furniture's"
"Gold" Mom said unsure
"Yes In Sha Allah"
"How?"Dad asked
"Um!I want Jamil and Jamal to start selling it for me"
"Okay wishing you luck "Mom said and walked to kitchen
"How is the restaurant and the rest?"Dad asked relaxing
"Tiring Dad the restaurant is a headache"
"Let Amira handle it since ever she is a kid she want to owe one"Dad suggested
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RADDEEN ( Not Edited)
General FictionAmira was a girl that lost her parent at the age of five and was raise by her uncle's wife who took her in as her daughter but Saifuddeen her cousin hate her alot what happened when his parents decided to marry them up find out more in RADDEEN
