FOREVER WITH YOU

Chapter 39: Still Denying It?

'This isn't over, Tasleem,' Amra thought to herself. "You may have won this small battle, but I'll win the war. I'll show you that I'm the one meant to be with Ya Rayyan."

It wasn't long before Amira returned to the parking lot, her mini trolley in tow. She settled into the back seat of the car, and Rayyan pulled out of the driveway. Tasleem was thrilled and relieved that Amira was coming with them. She felt more at ease, unlike when it was just Amra.

The car was silent, except for the tense moments when Amra would glare at Tasleem and hiss, prompting Amira to glare back at Amra and hiss in response. Before long, they arrived at the villa.

Rayyan parked the car in the lot and got out, while Tasleem took Amira's trolley, and they headed towards the main entrance. Initially, she wanted to take both Amira and Amra's trolley, but she felt intimidated by Amra's glare, so she decided to play it safe and only took Amira's trolley.

Rayyan and Amra were left behind. As Rayyan moved to close the car door, he realized Amra hadn't budged.

"What are you still doing in the car?!" Rayyan shouted, his voice echoing through the parking lot.

Amra finally emerged, her eyes locking onto Rayyan's. Suddenly, she flung her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Ya Rayyan, I still love you," Amra whispered, her voice muffled against his chest. "Please, marry me - even as a second wife, I won't mind....."

Rayyan shoved Amra away as his anger boiled over. He was speechless and angry at the same time. "Get in." Those were the only words he could think of. He started walking as Amra followed behind.

As Amra followed behind Rayyan, she felt a pang of frustration. She knew he had dismissed her, at least for now. Amra's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions. Where did Tasleem sleep? Certainly not with Rayyan in the same room - she felt another pang of frustration and anger.

Stepped into the living room, Amra sat on the sofa, her suitcase beside her. Amira's eyes flashed with anger, her arms were crossed, her chest heaving with restrained anger. Tasleem stood beside her, with a gentle nudge of her elbow, she whispered, "stop it." In Amira's ears.

They just witnessed what was transparent between Amra and Rayyan outside. The air seemed to vibrate with unspoken words.

Rayyan surveyed the scene before him. He shook his head, a soft sigh escaping his lips. Without a word, he turned and trudged upstairs, it seems like the house would not be peaceful for the time being.

He couldn't help but think that Tasleem was no match for Amra. Her naivety was almost palpable, and he knew that trample on her would be child's play. At least Amira was there and he knew that she would always have her back.

Downstairs, Amra stood up as she looked at Tasleem. "Is my room upstairs?" She asked.

Amira's scoff was immediate, her eyes wide with surprise. Upstairs? Did she hear right?

Tasleem remained calm, "You're welcome to choose any of the guest rooms here, there's no extra room upstairs." She softly replied.

"Come, I've something to tell you." Amira said as she dragged Tasleem upstairs.

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At 8 pm Tasleem and Amira went downstairs to make dinner.

Amira had been staring at her phone for the past hour.

Tasleem reached out and waved a hand in front of her face. She smiled as she teased, "Do you mind not being so lovestruck? He would call."

Amira finally turned to look at her. "I don't even say anything when you and Ya Rayyan hug each other so tightly just for a picture, what a public display of affection!"