The Muslim Criminal

Chapter 9 - A Day Out with Ibrahim

I'm woken up by a bright light. My eyes refuse to open though. I had such a bad stomach ache yesterday I knew I was on my period. I really just want to stay in my bed. My stomach is completely empty since I didn't have anything yesterday night and I have a throbbing headache.

"Wake up!" Ibrahim says loudly. I groan and put the pillow over my head to stop any noise from entering my ears. He starts jumping on my bed making me try and kick him off.
"You didn't read Fajr and you're waking up late, you're also very moody"
"Yeah so"
"I get what that means, hurry up and get ready we have somewhere to be" he sits on my bed and starts pushing me off. I fall off the bed with a thud and look at him with a glare. All he does is show a toothy grin. I roll my eyes and try and get out of the blanket I fell with. I walk into the bathroom and have a quick shower. Once I'm done I get out my clothes and walk my into the bathroom to get changed.
"You need to wear boots" I hear Ibrahim say. I put my boots on and go downstairs. He follows me.

"I know you're starving so I asked Chef to make you a breakfast buffet"
My eyes widen as I look at all of the food.
"I'm not going to be able to eat all of this. Ibrahim you doof!" I hit his arm. "Why would you say that, I would've been happy with cereal or toast"
He grins.
"Calm down, it's not all for you. It's for me too and Alex. I thought all three of us could eat together. So stop being greedy" he sticks his tongue out. Sometimes I forget he's 14 but then he reminds me by doing things like that. I copy him and sit down. I don't think I'm any better than him though.

"Where's Alex?" I ask. He shrugs.
I catch her quickly walking into the other room and run after her. After grabbing her arm I drag her into the room. I then walk into the kitchen and drag the Chef out. Chef is a tall slightly fat man.
"Alex you thought you could sneak away but you can't and Chef, because you cooked this you can have it with us"
"Miss I don't think it is suitable for me to be here" Chef says
"I do. Now sit and eat. And my name is Zayna so call me that." I order. Sometimes you have to just take authority.
They sit down and hesitantly take some food.

"Oh my gosh. You made so much food which I will be unable to eat so take as much as you want" I sit down and take an omelet, two pancakes and a cup of coffee. What? I'm starving.
The two people come downstairs.
"What are you two doing here?" The man asks in disgust. Oh Crap, they can't know about this. Can they? Ah let's just go with it.
"We live here in case you didn't notice"
"Not you two. Them two" he points at Alex and Chef. They stand up.
"Sorry Sir" Alex says with her head down.
"For what?" I ask her
"Honestly for what? For sitting down and eating. It's not a crime" I turn to the people "and trust me, I would know" I look at them with hatred. The woman has a sad look on her face.

"I called them to eat, because Alex works too hard to not deserve a treat and Chef, he cooked this food so I don't see why he can't enjoy it himself. I ordered them to sit with me and eat and they will. There's nothing you will do to stop that. Once we are done you can eat at the table or you can go to your own rooms and eat right now. Trust me when I say, right now I'm not in the mood to argue!" I shout
The man steps forward but the woman stops him. They go back upstairs where I hear a vase smash.

Everyone is quiet.
"I'm sorry" I say to them softly.
"You don't have to eat with us if you don't want to" I sit down. Ibrahim has been awfully quiet, he starts to eat while I sip my coffee. Alex sits down next to me and takes two pieces of toast, I smile at her happily.
"Zayna you are very kind even though you try to hide it" Chef says with a grin.
"I don't hide it" I lie.
He gives me a knowing smile and sits to eat.

After breakfast Ibrahim is eager to get me out of the house.
"We have such a fun day planned" he says excitedly.
"Robert please drive" Ibrahim smiles. Robert smiles at us two and starts driving. I'm really not in the mood today but Ibrahim seems happy so I guess I can suck it up.