Negina | ✔️

Chapter fourty-one: "Found his father?"

You know you still got time
-ZAYN
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{~Raihana~}

I open the door and let in Saiid. I walk in after him and yell, "Dad! I'm home!" Within seconds as I take my shoes off my dad walks down the stairs yelling at someone through the phone, "No! He abandoned me! Why would I help him, now! No and that is my finally decision!" He ends the call.

He kisses my head and I smile, "hi jaan,"

"Dad this is Saiid, we have an assignment to work on together." I state, informing. He raises his eyebrow and I hear Saiid stifle a laugh. "What?" I ask.

"Nothing, sorry. It's just my mom had the same reaction as your dad did." We both burst out laughing our heads off at the similarity for a few seconds.

"So fond of meeting you, Mr. Malik." Saiid shakes my dad's hand. I hear my dad mutter, "tight grip, that's good."

I guess Saiid hear too because he replies, "thanks."

I giggle a little, for no reason whatsoever. Saiid chuckles a little too. My dad stops our fit of laughter, "alright teenagers, you'll be working in the living room. Under my adult supervision."

I look up at my father and lean up to whisper in his ear, "plaar, our assignment is the menstrual cycle."

He looks up with horror in his eyes. But soon he starts yelling, "Rihana! What did you do this time!"

I flinch, "Nothing! That stupid teacher assigned me a hundred words because apparently I wasn't listening in his class." I mimic.

My dad motions his head towards Saiid, I explain. "Hassan started laughing, now he has to help me."

"Hassan?" My Dad asks Saiid. I stay quiet, "do you by any chance know Negina Hassan?"

Saiid chuckles, "Negina Hassan, is my mom." He replies swiftly.

Am I missing something here?

My dad looks away, "Okay. Go work on your assignment, and Raihana your grounded." I groan. Thank god, at least this time he didn't make me do push-ups. I grumble a "fine," and lead Saiid to my room. I get stopped, "Raihana, in the the living room." I hear my father voice again.

I turn around and lead Saiid to the living room, where we start on our assignment. "The Menstrual Cycle is divided into four stages," I start reading from an old textbook I found last night. Soon, after a very long two hours and thirty minutes, we are finally done with the essay.

Saiid places the printed papers inside his dark blue folder and the folder into his backpack. I sigh and fall into my bed, my hands and legs all spread out on the bed.

"Tired?" Saiid asks. Without looking up I nod my head. "I better go, it's getting late." He stands up and I lead him out. At the front door my dad stops Saiid, "say hi to your mom from me." My dad smiles as he rests his hand on the wall and looks straight at Saiid. Saiid's eyes turn a different color, in a good way. They start sparking, "who said hi?" He asks.

My dad licks his lips, "tell her, Khalid said hi"

Saiid almost looses his balance. My dad looks alarmed at him. "You alright there?"

Saiid holds his breath, "who did you say you were?"

"Khalid Malik." My Dad says again. "Raihana go get him some water, he doesn't look too good."