KAIZAN

chapter three

Kaureen's POV

On our way to my new "home", aunt Maryam kept talking and talking and showing me different buildings and other places. The houses here were different, they all had Gates and most of them looked like mansions. We passed many estates till we finally reached theirs, it looked even more posh than the rest that I had seen. We finally reached the house and my nervousness kicked in, the house was beautiful, it was a two story
building. Aunt Maryam and the driver helped me with my bags and then we walked to the front of the door, she dismissed the driver and rang the doorbell. Seconds later, a boy came out and smiled at her, he was about my age. He helped her with the bags and we went in, four other boys were in and greeted anty Maryam. She answered and motioned for the boy that opened the door to follow her to the kitchen. "Kaureen, this is my son, Sudais and Sudais this is your sister, Kaureen". Sudais looked at me and said rudely "mama, I told you she is not my sister even if we share the same mother and father" I was shocked! He was my brother? I never knew I had a twin brother! Why was he so rude, hostile and angry? My eyes were wide as I looked at Sudais and he glared at me. "He's my brother? But mammy never told me anything about him" I said shocked to the core. "Oh Allah Kaureen I'm sorry I never knew fazah didn't tell you about him. Go freshen up and we can talk about this, I'll show you to your room". Anty Maryam said to me and sent Sudais away to his friends. She showed me my room , it was upstairs and it was nice but not as nice as my old bedroom. I don't want to think about it. I showered, changed my clothes into something comfy and prayed then went downstairs to the kitchen where I met anty Maryam. "Is there anything I can help with anty?" She looked taken aback wen I called her anty, if she thought I'd call her mum then she was mistaken. I didn't trust her. "Ah Kaureen just help me cut the onions and grate the pepper, sikrah will do the rest kinji?" She said and I nodded and did as I was told while thinking about my so called brother. About an hour later, we were done with cooking even tho I didn't do much. Anty cooked fried rice and salad with pepper chicken, it looked delicious and my stomach growled lightly even though I snacked on donuts and juice that anty told sikrah to give me. My so called father hadn't come back yet. " Sudais, are your friends staying for lunch? I made enough fa" anty Maryam asked and Sudais replied "faizan is staying but the rest are going home" anty replied with a hum. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and Sudais got it. "Welcome baba", he said and I froze. My 'father 'was back.