For the past few months, Agnus and I have been setting up the nursery. I love setting things up to look pretty.
Anyway, Yusuf is in his crib while I lay on the side sofa. The sound of foot steps approaching catches my attention, so I quickly fake sleep. It's a habit from being on my phone at 3 am. when my mom came to check on me, scary.
I hear someone come in and stop in front of me, walk to the other side to open the closet, and then feel them put a blanket over me.
When I think the coast is clear, I squint my eyes open. It's Ebrahim's, and he's in the corner of the nursery, praying Salah. Wait, did I pray? Oh wait, after giving birth, you don't pray for a good month or two. Oh my god, that means I can get my nails done! Yay.
As I stare at the decor on the walls for a bit, Ihear Ebrahim clears his throat. I quickly shut my eyes, hoping he didn't notice.
"I saw you."
Ugh. I slowly open my eyes.
"How're you feeling?"
"Surprisingly perfect. Alhamdulillah."
Honestly, I thought people would feel kind of sick the weeks after giving birth, but for me, I feel better than ever.
"Rida, do you want to talk about yesterday?"
I roll to the side. "What more is there to say?"
"Jenny was broke. She had now been here to go.When I dated her, I made her quit her job at the club and promised to provide for her if she stayed with me..."
Does that even make anything better? I let him continue.
"Wallah, I didn't love her. I let my ego take hold of me. I was a bad person, Rida. But it would be unmerciful to throw her on the streets after I was the one in the wrong. So I gave her a place to stay."
I think for a bit. Okay, that's what Jenny told me. "What about you visiting her?"
"I admit I did go to the pent house a couple of times. But it was for paperwork or electrical related things. I promise. I even made her group stairs so I could check everything with my workers."
I don't know if I should trust him.
"Please believe me. Wallah Im telling the truth.."
He did say wallah. Just then, Agnus walks in.
"Rida dear- oh, did I interrupt?"
"No, not at all."
"Here's a glass of water, I also ordered the baby things you told me to."
"Thank you. Also, can you book an appointment at the nail salon, please?" I expect her to say yes, but she looks at Ebrahim."Why're you looking at him for? Does he want his nails done too?"
"No, it's just that I can't book anything without his per."
Ebrahim cuts her off, "Yes, it's okay with me. I'll take her myself." How lovely.
"Please, Rida, I don't want to." Ebrahim pleads.
"You have to,"
"No."
I made an angry face and looked away. I hear Ebrahim groan, "Fine." I smile.
The poor spa lady had to wait for me to convince him. "Yes, he wants a mani padi done while I get my nails done." I smile ather.
"Right this way."
I get seated at the nail table while Ebrahim sits on the pedicure chair while he continuously gives me unamused looks. He's such a drama queen.

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MAFIA AND MUSLIMAH
ФанфикRida Hadid is a muslim girl who lives with her mom and regularly volunteers at her local muslim food bank. One day, the main sponsor of the food bank Kim Ebrahim (aka Kim Taehyung), who is a revert and billionaire, visits the food bank and that is w...