Her unknown man

Chapter 5

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Layla POV

It had been a week since Ibrahim had come back from his honeymoon. The week went well Alhamdulillah.

Just the fact that I passed my exams is making so happy. Ibrahim is planning on getting me a Mercedes. I said no because like he has a wife to take care of and all. But he insisted so I let him.
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"Akhi (brother) can I borrow your car?" I asked my brother pouting.

"Ummm...why?" He asked hesitantly.

"Because I need to buy groceries. Ummi needs some. And Before I forget ummi is inviting the Ali family to day so I need some groceries." I said taking a deep breath. You must be thinking where my car is. Well my brother sold it.

"Ok, but I'll come with you." He said as he got up.

"Right, then lett's go!!" I exclaimed.

"What's all the excitement for!" My mother shouted.

"Sorry." I said as I giggled.

We drove silently to the mall. As we neared the mall I could see all the colorful shops lighting up the whole place.

As we walked towards the grocery store we talked about random stuff.

Suddenly I bumped into a wall. Before I could register anything, I was pulled back by two strong arms. I looked up to see my brother had pulled me back. And I bumped into a person. Well not any person. It was of all people Marwan. He looked pissed, but he calmed down in a split second.

"Asalamualaykum, akhi." Marwan said reaching out his hand to great my brother.

He had a beautiful voice. Ughhhhh stop it Layla. Astagfirullah. Man what is wrong with me.

"Waleykumsalam, how are u akhi?" My brother said shaking his hand.

" Alhamdullilah, you?" Marwan said
" Alhamdullilah." Ibrahim replied.

"Hope you are treating my sister like the queen she is." Marwan said.
"Oh Alhamdullilah, she is much more than a queen in my house."
My brother said whole heartedly.
"Alhamdullilah."

Marwan looked at me and our eyes met, but in a split second he lowered his gaze. Mashallah he is so respectful.

"Ok we should go now." Ibrahim said.

Ibrahim pulled me walking away.
"Can you not watch were you are walking." He said pissed.
"Sorry akhi." I mumbled.
"You are so careless man!" He said a little calmer than before.

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When we got home my brother and I walked into the kitchen. My brother was helping me carry the grocery bags. Just as we entered Rahma bumped into my brother knocking the bags over.

"Ya Allah, grant me patience." My brother mumbled although I heard him.
"What is wrong with you woman and bumping into people today! Have I not always told you to look where you are going?!" He shouted.
"Sorry." Rahma mumbled. Than she ran out with tears in her eyes.
Weird.
"What on earth! I just said you Woman kept bumping into people and she started crying." Ibrahim said some what pissed and shocked at the same time.

"That's not the way to talk to your woman Ibrahim." My beloved ummi (Mother) said to him sternly yet calmly.
"Ibrahim go apologize, now." I said to him. He looked at me than walked away.
I picked up all the fallen bags than processed to sort them out.

Ibrahim's POV

I am so frustrated right now. Allah grant me patience. What is wrong with my favorite women today? They keep  bumping into people. Also I am so confused of to why my Rahma got upset so quick. Usually she would laugh even when you are annoyed.

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Sorry not a long chapter. I hope u guys like it. Am sorry I didn't update faster. I didn't get any answers when I asked if I should write another book. Let me admit I was upset. Any ways should I delete this story? But than it would be like am a quitter. Ok am not writing for any one so I won't stop writing. That's it.