WHY MEEEE????

Twelve

Maryam's POV

"what the hell are you doing here?" he put his hand on his forehead. "ooh shit, i forgot."

"welcome to you too."he turned to look at me.

"how dare you talk to me like that?"he whisper-yelled. "know your limit young lady."

He went ahead and picked a pillow. What is he trying to do? I should be the one to leave the bed for him. "ibrahim you don't need to leave the bed, i should be the one to." i said.

He turned and looked at me, then laughed. "you think i will leave the bed for you? In my own house and in my own room? You must be kidding me."
"you should be the one to sleep on the couch young lady." he concluded. I was speechless by the time he finished talking. Is this man for real? Can't he be normal for at least the first night?

"now take before i change my mind." he handed me the pillow. He didn't even give me blanket in this cold weather. Ya Allah help my life.

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"ooouuuuccchhh!!!! Inna lillahi" i was woken up with a jug full of cold water with even ice block inside. "do you really have to wake me up with this? Or is this how you wake people up?" i asked him annoyed and angry. And the fact that i have pneumonia and hate cold water made me angrier.

"well, first of all i don't even know your name, and even if i know i wouldn't like to call it because it will taste like acid in my mouth and that will hurt. Secondly, i can't touch you. The only option i have is to pour this water on you. And that's just the truth." he stated. I didn't know what to say to him, so i just stood up and headed to the bathroom. 'This is just the beginning.' i whispered to my self.

I performed my ablution and prayed. I am not use to sleeping after fajr so i decided to take my birth and go downstairs.

After about 30 minutes of dressing up, there is still no sign of ibrahim. Maybe he went to sleep in another room.

I waited for another thirty minutes but still no sign of him. I took my veil and headed to the door. I stood up with the intention of looking for him. But then, why should i look for him? It will look as if i can't live without him, and besides it's his home. I decided to go and greet ummee.

I stood by the stairs thinking of which way will lead me to ummee's room. I have no idea on how to go their.

"i see someone can't live for a second without me." the familiar voice said at my back.

"you startled me!"

"is that a way of saying good morning?" he narrowed his eyes.

"i was about going to ummee's room, can you please show me the way." i asked completely ignoring his question.

He hissed "suit yourself." he turned and left.

"how do i do that?" i yelled.

"i don't need to repeat my self, do i?" he replied. How on earth am i going to cope with this man? Simple help he can't. "anty suhaina?" someone called. It took me seconds to realise who she is referring to. "naam"

I turned and saw zahra. "Am so sorry anty suhaina" she hugged me.

"hey, why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything." i said.

"is that what you think? I didn't do anything? I witnessed everything that happened now fah. You are into this mess because of me. I should have thougth of something more sensible." she started crying. " i was so stupid to hook you with my brother knowingfully of how he is. Am sorry," she paused and wipped her tears. "am so so sorry." she sobbed.