His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √

Chapter Two

  MINAL'S POV.
    My breath seized as I quickly sat up finding it very hard to breath. This was the least thing I expected this early morning.  I looked up and as expected,  Amma was standing with a bucket of water. 

   "You lazy asshole.  Haven't I warned you not to still be on bed by this time after half of the world has woken up? "
    I looked around trying to find the bed she just mentioned. I pass my night everyday  in the kitchen on the tiles and it got to a point I stopped  complaining  and comfortably slept like a baby.  I got up,  rolled the mat and went out of the kitchen dripping wet.

 The moment I entered the sitting room,  I regretted why I didn't stay a little longer in the kitchen. All eyes were on me as I composed myself and pretended not to notice them. 

   ""Keh!"Salim called making me freeze. I wonder when he would start calling me by my name. Everyone calls me Jiddah excluding Salim and Amma and these two are the ones making my life more miserable.  Salim calls me "Keh " which I don't know how to explain . It's literal meaning is "you" .
  Still dripping wet,  I knelt down waiting for him to speak. He was together with the guy that arrived yesterday.

Umar Faruk is his name and I must confess,  he's truly an attractive man. He is about 25 years old. His long forceful strides exuded confidence. Even as he was wearing a Caftan, you could tell that he likes to work out. His body's build is a proof to that.

  His face was oval shaped. He had a light beard growing which made him look sexier. His dimple is an extremely attractive feature. Did I mention how tall he is?  O my G!  This guy could easily be a model for Calvin Klein.   " A'udhu billahi minash shaitanir Rajim"  What have I put myself into?  Oh Allah forgive me for my bad thoughts. I was trying hard not to think of him but then I couldn't.  I looked up and I was stunned .Dark chocolate eyes were staring at me. Ya Allah. His lips are so....

   I pinched myself. Stop it Jidda. I warned myself.
"I can see you have no manners and respect. Weren't you taught how to greet your elders? " Salim said sternly bringing me out of the dream land. "I'm sorry. Good morning ".

  He didn't answer my greetings  instead,  he looked at me with disgust . "Good morning Jiddah. Hope you slept well? " someone answered. I was shocked .

   I looked at the visitor,  I mean Umar faruk with wide eyes and an opened mouth. He answered my greetings and he is smiling at me. He was still smiling as I stared at him then suddenly,  I felt tears running down my cheeks. He asked if I slept well.

Does he care?  No one has ever cared to ask ever since I found myself in this house. "Alhamdulillahi " I replied getting up.

  "Who asked you to get up? " Salim asked making me shiver. I was already catching cold and I needed to change. I knelt down waiting for what he has to say. "My breakfast should be ready by 7:00am." he ordered.  How can some people be so heartless.  He expects me to prepare breakfast within 15 minutes.

  "What should I make?" I asked hoping he would mention something quite easy to prepare and won't consume a lot of time. He thought for a while then spoke "Chips and egg will do.  I'm sure you know how I want my egg." I simply nodded and stood up heading to the where my clothes are.

There are spare rooms in the house but Amma insists I must sleep in the kitchen whenever dad isn't at home. She hates my guts. I overheard her telling her friends how much my presence irritates her.

   "And where on earth are you going to?! Is that the way to the kitchen? " he asked sternly. O God! Save me. "I... I wanted to... To go and ch..change" I finally said stammering.  And where did the stammering come from? I asked myself.

  "Go and do what I asked you to do first" he said looking down at me as I dripped. "You'll remember to pee before going to bed next time and stop bed wetting like a 1 year old."

   Innalillahi WA Inna ilaihi raji'un.  Did he just mention me bed wetting? I was embarrassed and looked down as he spoke. I just hope the visitor.. I mean Umar  is not present to witness this scene.  I looked up and he was still sitting concentrating on his phone.  I pray he didn't hear what Salim just said. With tears running down my cheeks,  I rushed to the kitchen and looked at the time. It read 6:47 which means I just have 13 minutes to make Salim's breakfast. 

   After bringing out all the Ingredients I need,  I stood there for  a  while thinking.  Where should I start from.  I have potatoes to peel,  onions,  tomatoes and capsicums 🌶 to chop and fish to fry. How am I going to do all these in 13 minutes?  Did I mention 13, I have 12 minutes left.  Ya Rabb!  Please help me.

  " What can I help you with" someone asked. I was shocked and it seemed as if I was dreaming.  I looked back and guess who it was.  Dark chocolate eyes were staring at me but this time,  with a serious face. "I'll prefer if you save the admiration for now and let's face the task in hand after which you can stare at me the whole day."
 

  I quickly turned gasping for air. Was I really staring at him?  Ya Salam. I was embarrassed.  "There's nothing to be embarrassed about Jiddah. You couldn't resist. Let's stop wasting time only if you want more salts to your wound."  He read my mind. What does he mean by I couldn't resist? 

  I pointed at the potatoes and he got to work immediately.  We peeled the potatoes together and chopped all what we needed together making it very fast. I was finding it very hard to concentrate as I worked and at the same time, looking at how he was working.  He's definitely a good cook because he's working with so much pleasure and familiarity. Who does it better?   
  

    We were done in less than 15 minutes. With the food tray in my hand, I looked up at him and muttered a THANK YOU.  He simply smiled wiping his hands with a towel and I kept wondering how he managed to be perfect as I left the kitchen.
  
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