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Aneel, don't ever call Afrah Mummy. She is not Your Mum. I'm your mother. Rauda warn the two-year-old boy. Aneel nod his head and wiggles out of Rauda's hold.
He run to the door and saunter out of Rauda's bedroom.
Afrah, You come to my house despite my warnings. Rauda muttered.
She stand up and head towards the door.






Rauda take a long stride to the living room and halt in her track after seeing what's happening in the living room.
Mummy, I want to eat chips. Aneel muttered dangling his legs while on Afrah's lap.
Aneel, don't disturb her else she will lose the game. Ahmad muttered not turning his gaze away from the laptop.






Aneel, Daddy is right. Do you want me to win or Daddy? Afrah ask Aneel.
Aneel shook his head in No and pointed at Afrah.
Thank you, sweetheart. I love you. I will prepare chips for you once I'm done. Afrah muttered.
Ahmad and Afrah were engrossed in the game to notice Rauda's presence.
Rauda took the glass cup from the table and smash it on the floor.






Afrah and Ahmad jerk up while Aneel hide his face in Afrah's shirt.
Ahmad stand up abruptly.
Rauda, why did you smash the glass cup? I know it didn't fall you did it on purpose because I saw you. Ahmad yelled.
Oh, You noticed my presence but you pretend not to. Rauda muttered folding her hand across her Bossom.






Yes, I noticed your presence. Ahmad muttered not regretting the fact that Rauda met him playing video games with Afrah.
Since Afrah came to your house, you barely have time for me. what is wrong with you? Rauda spat.
I barely give you time or you barely have my time? Rauda Afrah is Your sister, not Your rival. Ahmad muttered.






Don't ever say she is my sister. Afrah is not my sister and will never be. Rauda spat.
Aneel, let's go to the kitchen. Let me make chips for you. Afrah muttered.
Afrah, please will you bake cupcakes for me? Ahmad ask.
Yes, Sure I will. Afrah muttered.
Afrah held Aneel's hand but Rauda took Aneel from her.






Don't ever touch my Son or make anything for him. Snitch. Rauda spat and stormed out of the living room with Aneel.
Afrah feel hurt by the last word.
Afrah take her phone and walk to the kitchen.
Ahmad facepalm frustratedly.
He follow Afrah to the kitchen.
Ahmad halt in his track watching Afrah wipe off her tears.






He clear his voice to make his presence known.
Afrah pivot her gaze to Ahmad.
She returns her gaze to the chips she is preparing.
Afrah walk to the cabinet and open it. She take out the ingredients she needed to bake cupcake for Ahmad.
She finish preparing chips for Aneel and she turn them into the plate and cover it.






Ahmad watched Afrah mix the ingredients.
Afrah, Ahmad called immediately Afrah placed the cakes inside the oven.
Yes. Afrah muttered not looking at Ahmad.
I'm sorry, about what...
No, it's okay. Afrah interrupted.
Ya Rauda is right. I'm a snitch. I'm snitching around with her husband. With a married man. Afrah muttered.
She takes out the cakes from the oven and place them on the plate.






Should I make smoothie for you? Afrah asked.
Afrah, are you hurt by her words? Ahmad ask Afrah.
No, I'm not. Afrah shook her head in denial.
Ahmad Humm not believing her words because he saw that in her eyes.
You are not but I am. Ahmad muttered.






Afrah creases her left brow at Ahmad.
Why are you hurt? Afrah ask him curiously.
Ahmad scratches his nape.
Because I like you. Ahmad let the word out of his mouth without thinking about the consequences.
Afrah didn't say a word. She wasn't surprised at Ahmad's sudden outburst.







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