The Girl Behind The Scenes

Me On The Inside

Shagrah's pov

🙄🙄🙄🙄 ok guys don't believe what u see up there that picture is a complete lie. Just because I don't take nonsense, I am annoying, I am rude to annoying people, I am sometimes always rude................... ok I get the point now😑😑😑.

"Shagrah" I heard a voice yell my name as I turned to see Shagranah. "You can just take the name I'm already used to being called Shagranah, besides we are identical, we can easily swap identities". I said trying to make it as sarcastic as possible. "Whatever" she scoffs.

You know I am not going to lie between Shagranah and I... We all know she is more responsible. You know in every set of twins, triplets e.t.c there is always the irresponsible one(s) and the one(s) that takes care of every other person.

"Khamin ma?" (Guess what) Shagranah said excitedly. "Ma" (What). I asked excitedly. "It's Ya Muhammad that called and asked for his breakfast" she said with a sheepish smile. "Innalillahi!!!" I exclaimed. "Wa inna ilaihi raji'un" she continued the supplication for me. "Are u sure you didn't do anything wrong Habibty?" She asked. " No wallah Shagranah I didn't do anything to him. This is even the first time I am talking to him" I answered with a frown. "Haba, don't frown habibty, smile for me let me see your cute dimples" she said looking worried. I smiled a fake smile. "That's it" she smiled. "Now get ready and take him his breakfast" she said. "Ok" I said as I went into the bathroom and freshened up. I went down and greeted Yaya. Sãgar and Sãgir greeted me.

"Go and cook for Muhammad and take it to his office" Yaya commanded. Even you Yaya, I never expectedthat from him. "Ok" I managed to say.

I went to the kitchen and cooked some fries with sauce and chicken. I then called Aisha for the address. "When you called me and told me that he asked you to take him food, I thought you were messing with me" she said shockingly. "Hmm! He even called to remind because he is paying me salary ko" I said angrily. "Anyways here is the address" she acknowledged as I checked it up on Whatsapp. " Ok, thank you".

I read the Qur'an and dropped it.
I wore a light pink abaya with a white veil.

I quickly left to the given address. I entered to see a HUGE man." Are you Ms Shagrah" he asked with a big, scary voice. "Yes" I said obviously shaking. "Follow me" he said. I timidly followed behind him only to find myself standing in front of a large door and on it was written "Mr. Muhammad Grema". Immediately the huge guy came to a stop, he looked at me, looked at the door and left. I then entered the office to find him working on his computer. "Assalamu Alaikum" I said. "Wa'alaikumus salaam. Drop it on the table, go to the café next door and ask them for my usual" he said without even looking my way.

Not even a thank you. Rude. I was supposed to get him food not run him errands.

Dropped the basket on his table and turned to leave and get his "usual" in anger. I was seriously vexing. Immediately I was about to leave the office he coughed which made me turn "call me Khadijah when you leave" he said. How on earth am I supposed to find a girl named Khadijah in this mansion of an office. Am I supposed to go and ask every girl if she was Khadijah. "Which Khadijah, where am I supposed to find her?" I asked him trembling in fear. "If I knew where she was do you think I would waste my time asking you to call me Khadijah.... Wait are you calling me lazy" he said while angrily pointing at him self. May God deliver you☹. I asked you where I could find her for crying out loud😫😫😫. "I don't know what she looks like" I said trembling in fear. "Well then you figure that out" he said slowly raising his voice." Well.... c..... can you at least give me a hint of what she looks like". I managed to say. "She looks like a Khadijah" he said not even at the top of his voice, also at the top of his lungs.

I left praying that instead of finding the Khadijah, the Khadijah will find me. I went out like a crazy woman shouting "Khadijah". Then you won't even believe the next person I saw in response to my call. It was... it was....

Muhammad's pov

I know what I did was wrong... yelling at her like tha that for no reason but I was going over a lot. First I found the man that killed my grandparents, my mother became ill. My father travelled for three months and even you know that's alot to handle. Immediately she left the room I felt sorr y for her cause 1. BOTH her parents are dead, it must be so hard to deal with that, especially since both Shagrah's parents died right in front of her own to eyes. Her other siblings o my heard about it but she is an eye witness.. no wonder she was most hurt. 2. She is a sensitive girl. And 3. She did nothing to deserve this nor did she contribute in any way. I mean the girl doesn't know anyone and I was yelling at her for asking me to tell her what the girl looked like. You are so stupid Muhammad.

I made up my mind on one thing, I HAD to apologize. I then decided t o drop her off at home, maybe in the car I will get a chance to apologise.

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Heyyyyy everyone. I know this chapter is a little short InshaAllah I will try to make the next one longer. But I hope you enjoyed it. Oh and BTW next update depends on votes.

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