My Name Is Fatima Batoul (ONHOLD)

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Fatima Batoul's  P.O.V.

It was 9:45pm.I was sitting in my room thinking about the story of how Hamidah was found and reminiscing with how Anwar lost his sister . Could it be she was his sister ? But it can't be , she died in the incident.  Daddy left an hour ago because he had to leave for Turkey,his flight is by 10:00pm, promising to come back in two weeks time with my stepmother and siblings to get to know each other better. I don't know, but things just seem to be happening so fast.

My phone started ringing and drifted me out of my thoughts, checking the caller ID. It was an international number, I'm sure it is Anwar.  So I picked it up...

"Assalamu Alaikum Noor" came his melodious voice.

I guessed right.

Wa'alaikums Salam dear,How're you?

"I'm good Alhamdulillah, How're you feeling? "

Much better,Alhamdulillah. How was your flight ?

"Tiring,but Alhamdulillah "

Masha Allah, good to know.

We were both silent for aminute until I broke the silence...

I spoke to him.

"Okayyyy, and how was it ?

I kept mute , not knowing what to say, and I realize I was in tears, and I spoke with my shaky voice..

They are too much to bear Anwar... it's so heartbreaking,  i never knew this was so hard.

"Batoul,just calm down okay ? Stop crying please, In Shaa Allah everything be alright"

I just nodded as if he could see me,I quickly answered with a Yesss and cleaned my tears and whispered some Duas for ease. He hanged up the call after telling me Khairi,Didii and Amirah will be stopping by tomorrow evening. Urgh, how I hate that girl's guts (Amirah).

I went to the bathroom, took my bath, applied my lotion and wore my Pajamas. I quickly switched off my phone , said my duas and dozed off leaving all my problems behind.

Xxx

"Hamidah, get me my phone please, my hands are covered with flour." I said to Hamidah, who was busy decorating the cupcakes I just finished baking. She quickly got back with the phone and continued her decoration,  while I decided to call Baaba Deeje. She left for her village yesterday, after we got back from the hospital. She said she had to go visit her family.

After talking to Baaba, the door bell rang. I checked my phone to see the time , but it was only 12noon, knowing it wasn't Khairi because they're to arrive in the evening.

I quickly washed my hands and removed the apron while I rushed to the door because Hamidah went upstairs and I gave the maids a break today.

On reaching the door, I gently opened and I was greeted with a hot slap on my left cheek by an unknown lady. I fell on the floor because of how shocked I was. I quickly rose to my feet and I landed my right palm on her left cheek. How dare she ?

"You dare slap me ? You bloody husband snatcher." She said, while she took few steps forward.

Who's she and what the hell is she talking about.