Zahra

Chapter 7

The prophet(Peace and Blessings be Upon Him) Said:"The one who looks after a widow and a poor person is like the mujahid in the cause of Allah,or like the one who fasts all the day and stands ( in prayer)all the night"
                  {Jami At-Tirmidhi}

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Zahra's Pov

Being alone at home can sometimes be exhausting,i finished cooking dinner like 30mins ago,am a lazy ass when it comes to cooking or anything that leads to me leaving my room especially my bed

Areef arrived like an hour ago and thank goodness he help me cut some veggies

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Am now currently laying on a 3seater couch in the parlor playing cooking fever on my phone and Areef seating on a 1seater couch playing PS on his phone

"Hey,lil bro can you get me water,am a little bit thirsty"i said

He pout and throw his phone on the couch next to him before getting up mumbling something i can't quite decipher

"Areef are insulting me just because i asked you to get me water"

"When did i insult you" he said trying to depend himself

"Then,what were you mumbling lately"i yell as he is already inside the kitchen

He came out holding a bottle of water without a cup,like seriously did he want me to drank the water without a cup

"And where did you think you kept the cup,or am i using the bottle's top"i asked

"I swear......."he starts and pause,he turns to go to the kitchen when i said

"You swear what Areef,so now you are starting to disrespect me,it isn't you fault after all"

He went into the kitchen grab the cup and come out he sits closer to me pouting and i ignored him

"Look sis,i swear i don't mean to disrespect you,am sorry please forgive me i won't repeat it again"he apologized on the verge the crying

I just can't ignore my little brother no matter what he did to me,so i keep the cup and abruptly turn and hug him

"You know i can't be angry at you for a long,after all you are my little brother,but don't try it again ohk"i said

"Ok,i won't"he replied

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It's now 5 o'clock in the evening Areef went to the Masjid and he is yet to be home,i wonder where he is

I heard a tyre screeching sound maybe it's dad or Ya Abdul and the door bust open revealing a tired ya Abdul

He said his salam i answered

"Thanks goodness you are back,i have been lonely in this house"i said

"Where is Areef,is mom yet to arrive"he asked

I sigh dramatically and answered"you didn't even ask how am i all you asked is mom and her spoilt child"

He sit in one of the seater's and replied"ohh kiddo,i see you are safe and sound,so how was your day"

"Ya know,my day is so boring,and to answer your question Areef went to the Masjid to pray asr,mom will not be back until before or after Maghrib"

"Why are you calling my name"