Her unknown man

Chapter 4

If you are a Muslim and it is prayer time right now, STOP READING AND GO PRAY.
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Layla POV

It had been 3 days since Ibrahim went on his honeymoon. The house was pretty quiet. I missed my brother. I skipped down the stairs. My stomach grumbled as I smelled the pancakes Umayya made.

"Salam." I greeted.
I added blueberry syrup to my pancakes and began munching on them. I poured my self a cup of milk and added a few teaspoons of hot chocolate.I hastily drank and rushed out the door.
I got in the car and for college.
I stopped on the red sighn.
I looked to my left and saw a familiar car. After a minute of looking at the car it clicked that this was Marwans car. Luckily my windows were tinted.I quickly pulled up my window making sure he doesn't notice me. I looked into his car through my closed tinted window. the open window and saw him run his hand through his dark curly hair.
Ya Allah! What is happening to me?
I realized that he can't see me but Allah is watching me.
I turned my gaze to the road. Just then, the light turned to green. I zoomed off trying to be ahead of him, but we still drove together. I decided to slow down a bit. When I did he did the same. I saw him smirk at his silly behavior.
Then I gave up and drove at my normal speed that was 140. I love driving fast. We still drove together. But I ignored him. I took a right turn to the college. Thankfully he carried on straight. I parked my car and walked in . Just as I entered I saw Khadijah.

"Khadijah!" I exclaimed. I ran to her and hugged her. She returned the hug. "I missed you."I said through her scarf.

"I missed you too."she said as we retreated from the hug. "You missed so much in math." She said.
I heard a slight tone of worry.

"No! that can't be." I said in a worried tone. I love math and I hate missing math.

"You did ." She said chuckling as she flicked my nose. We heard the siren and ran to English class. Thank God we had first class together.

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I was just done praying my sallah when my phone rang I quickly got up from my musallah and grabbed my phone. I looked at the screen and saw Ibrahim's name. I quickly answered the phone.

"Asalamualaykum ibu, how are you?" I asked.

"Alhamdulillah. Just don't call me that. "He stated on the other line, chuckling at the nickname I gave him.

"I miss you so much." I said.
"I do too baba." He said in a weird tone.
"I thought you forgot me." I said in a sad tone. "How could I ever? Layla. Now you're talking nonsensical stuff." He said in a fake angry tone.

"I just thought." I said.

"Ok so how is Ummaya (mother)?" He asked changing the topic.

"Alhamdulillah she it ok in health wise. But she seems a little down. But I don't know why." I said calmly. My brother sighed in distress.

"What?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing." was his simple answer. "Ok I just called to make sure you are ok see you in a week. Bye baba."

"Asalamualaykum." He said trying to makes me it seem like nothing happened. But I know him very well to fall.

"Bye bro." Was what I simply said.
I just sat on my bed thinking about what just happen.
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Hello to who ever is reading my book. I know am a bad writer but am just 13 so am sorry. Hope you're liking my book. You don't have to read it if you don't want to. Am just waiting coz I love writing. This is all my imagination.