This is dedicated to @habeebaty :) because of all her support and lovely comments!
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Ala
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"My dear heart, Thank You
You let me love to my fullest
My dear God, Thank You
You let me have these blessings, and this beautiful heart"
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"Astagfirullah!" Ala shouts for the fifteenth time today. Azhar gives her a weird look from the couch he currently sits on, in her room. She turns and hides her head with a pillow.
Could she get more obvious?
She still can't believe she had said about THAT to a man!
She really needs to learn how to control her tongue! She always spills things during her cramps.
She also can't believe she CRIED!
Ya Allah! So embarrassing.
If only she could go back in time and change things!
What must Mr. Red be thinking of me?
Nothing nice definitely.
Ala prays that the guy forgets all about her and that she forgets about it too. Then she re-adjusts the hot watter bottle under her back.
Ala is now sitting on her lovely bed. Too bad all she can think about is yesterday's incident.
"Astagfirullah" She shouts again. More like whines while rolling on her bed.
"My sister has finally lost it!" Azhar remarks grabbing a chocolate from the side table in Ala's room.
Ala looks up and realisation dawns on her.
Her eyes widen.
All thoughts of Mr. Red and the embarassing incident flies out of the window.
There are more important things than random strangers in this world. Like what Azhar holds in his hand right now.
"That's the last chocolate I have, you can't eat it!" She says quickly.
The siblings start bickering and fight for the chocolate. Ala decides to wrestle the chocolate out of Azhar's hand.
"You want it so bad? Fine then have it" Azhar says backing away from Ala's grip and then.
He opens the wrapper and licks the entire chocolate.
"Here, all yours"
Ala just stares at her brother wide eyed. Of course he would do something like this.
Siblings.
"Ew you gross person" she shouts throwing a pillow at him and jumping on her bed.
Azhar laughs and sits back down on the couch. Then he eats the chocolate in silence.
"Aren't you going to leave?" Ala asks, not understanding why Azhar of all people is still in her room at 4 in the morning.
"Amir-" and that explains everything "-put me on night duty. I get paid 15 dollars per hour to do all the work you need to get done... since you're sick and everything"
FIFTEEN DOLLARS AN HOUR.
"Okay then-"
"If you make me do anything more than grabbing you water, food, laptop I will tell Mom about the 'love letter' you wrote to her cousin last summer"
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