Anam POV
The alarm beeped .
What on earth did I do to you, that you are taking an revenge like this . I shouted on top of my lungs to my alarm clock .
Beep beep beep
OK. OK coming to you
"You"hungry beast . I cursed my alarm as usual the most pitied creature of the world " the alarm clock" got cursed i think all the alarms around the world should agitate about the injustice they are facing every owner of it sets it for their own benefit then starts cursing them . hmm I am also one of them so.... Its great that they can't think so nothing like" alarm agitation"is going to happen I said laughing on my own hilarious thoughts.
I got off my bed (my lovely bed , my comfortable bed ) and for whom will I leave it 5:00 in the morning . for only him the only one my creator the Almighty Allah (SWT)
I went to the washroom to do my absolution (wazu) then came back I stood in front of him on the prayer mat I offered my salah made dua for my family ,friends and all my fellow Muslim brother and sister's . I folded the mat kept it where it belonged and then sat on the bed and as this is Anam left with her lovely brain alone then something crazy is for sure to happen thinking for a while about how to satisfy my lil fun thirsty mind I smirked flashing my signature evil smirk I quickly made way out of my room
Third person POV
It was time for Fajr salah and everyone in kabir's villa were awake , kabir and his son were out to offer their salah in masjid and his wife [ Anam's mother] was doing the same in her room .
Anam POV .
My big footballer Brother must be out with my lovely and over protective father for their salah .
I entered Arman's room (Anam's brother ) with a devilish smirk on . I'm dying to encounter his reaction .
After few minute of Wait which seemed like hours my brother and dad entered the house .
Asalamualaikum I said .
"Walaikumsalam" my dear dad said. while he kissed my forehead Arman also answered my salam and went straight to his room
Third person POV
Arman after returning from the mosque ,to his horror finds a cigarette packet on his bed, he doesn't have any idea where it came from .Arman run's his fingers through his hair while he hears clear footsteps towards his room he panic's and try to go to his bed to grab that pack of unwanted cigarette but before he could reach there the door opens .
Arman's pov
The door opens and I find non other than the trouble its self
"Hey big bro",Anam's said .with a smile plastering her face . my hearts sinks looking at her thinking about every possibility Of her making the "bullshit packet" a deadly crime of mine which i haven't done I try my best to keep my facial expression cool and calm I stand between the bed and the door hiding you know what .
Asalamualaikum brother how are you she says .
Walaikumsalam I'm f..ine i say Why are you here?I ask nervously .
"I don't need a official reason to pay a visit to my own brother .bhai ( bro)" she says.
"Of course you don't" .I said
Anam's pov
I knew him being so religious he hates all of that . that pale look you know on his face I seriously wanted to laugh my ass off so let's get started.
'So did your salah' ?
'Yeah obviously '.he said
I walk closer to him and his panic reaction is not unrecognized by me .
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