Chapter 17
Dulamah's POV
"What is wrong with you?", I ask Jalilah. She shrugs before responding. "Nothings wrong with me. Don't ask me such ridiculous questions", she says picking up a broke piece of glass. She walks towards me. I put my hands up in defeat.
"Are you seriously trying to cut me?", I ask backing up. She looks at me with a like of surprise. "I'm trying to throw it in the trash can if you don't mind", she says to me. "Whew.....okay then", I say moving away. I walk over to the glass pile before beautiful brown hands wrap around my waist.
"Are you trying to help me?", she asks. "Yes babe", I say to her bending down. "Oh you just dropped it like it's hot for me", she say to me. "Ha. I definitely won't do that again when you're holding onto me", I say to her. "I liked it", she says moving away. She bends down and helps me pick up the big pieces.
After the big pieces are cleaned up. All we have to worry about is the small and tiny pieces. "I'm gonna go get the vacuum while you go and get the broom and dust pan", she says walking off. I run past her and hit the back of her head. "I gonna get up back boy!!", she shouts running after me.
I run to the closet and grab the broom and dust pan. Jalilah grabs my arm and pulls me back. "Lila, come on baby", I say to her. "Pick Du. You either get knocked out by me or you can give me a nice piggy back ride", she says. "Ha. You won't knock me out little one", I say patting her shoulders. She moves my hand away.
"I choose to get knocked out",I tell her. She shrugs and starts punching me. I block and punch her lightly. She pushes me to the ground when I turn to look at my buzzing cell phone and I fall. She climbs on top of me and punches my arm hard before stopping to kiss my jaw line. "Stop it", I say pushing her away. I sit up and she climbs onto my lap.
She grabs ahold of my face and kisses it. "You are so handsome", she says slipping her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues wrestle and Jalilah's hands go under my clothes. The next thing I knew my shirt was off and I was now taking her abaya and hijab off as we kissed. "Mmm baby", she says pulling away.
Her hand goes on my chest and she rubs it slightly. "You have nice ABS and a good looking six pack", she says leaning in to kiss both parts of my chest while rubbing her hands over my body. She rubs her hands over my arms and i catch her eyes which makes me smile. "I wanna go to the room", she says suddenly. "What?", I ask her. "Yes right now Dulamah", she says bouncing up and down on my lap.
I get up and pick her up. "What about the mess in the living room?", I asked. "We'll clean that up later", she says pulling me off to the direction of our bedroom.
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Jalilah's POV
"Are you sure you're calmed down?", Dulamah asks me. "Yes I am calmed down. Now can we just knock on the door to apologize the get the hell out", I say to him.
"Behave please babe", Dulamah says before knocking on the door. He knocks two more times before the door finally opens. My uncles eldest child Jasmir stands there staring at us before it turns into a grin. "Salaamu alaykum. Come in", he says. We return the greeting then step inside. I looked around and he led us to the living room.
"Jalilah's and her husband are here", he says. I look at my uncles wife Karima and she stares at me hard. Dulamah pushes me fowards then goes to sit beside my uncle after shaking his hand. "Start babe", he says.
