"What's thissss" Anwar said out of frustration when his alarm ring for Fajr prayer , he tried to hit the off button but it was ringing louder then he has to open his eyes completely and turn it off, he went in to the washroom to perform his ablution, He joined his Father and left for Mosque to pray. While comics back, he came with Muhsin and Alamin. Before Anwar left for his room he decided to stop the room next by to greet his Grandmother who came since his mothers death with her grand daughter who Anwar call his silly 20 year old cousin from the village, although she look nothing like a villager " Salamualaykum " " Walaykumsalam" the blind old woman answered " he walked in and sat the to greet the old woman who was on her praying mat doing her Azkaar " Good morning kaka, hope you slept well " " Yes my son Alhamdulillah " Anwar looked at the lazy creature laying on the bed snoring as if she worked all day night " won't this girl get up and pray" " Baruwanka ( not your business ) " The old woman said jokingly " OK oo , your petty pet, I will be living now" he left for his room take the long last morning sleep, since its a weekend he will do nothing that morning but sleep, he probably might even skip breakfast for that, he threw his thick body on the bed not minding the direction he lay down " Ya Salam " ....
" Yaya Anwar, Anwaaaarr" he suddenly heard a voice calling his name as If it was a dream, Anwar open his eyes half asleep seeing the creature he hated most standing on him with just a vest and her 3 quarter trouser not wearing a scarf " you mad girl what the hell is wrong with you, don't you know I sleep by this time , and can't you even say Salam or knock atvtge door, can't you even wear a proper dress " Anwar just seem this find fault his cousin sister does " Ummi you are sick I swear" he said out of frustration and anger " you now act as of this is your house, how is it your house " the girl opened her house surprised their her cousin brother is claiming his house is not hers " it's not your fault that you are telling me all this , and Kaka must here this" she left out of the room cat walking not even acting as if he offend her apart from the angry look she gave him, Ummi plan is always to tempt Anwar but nahh Anwar don't like rude girls , not even girls like Ummi he think she is worse than rude " Kaka did you just hear what Anwar said , just because I went to his room to call him for break fast , the rude man said I have no right to this house because its not mine" the young Lady entered to her Grandmother's room faking a cry " LA! Did Anwar just said that" " Yes Kaka , do I look like am lying" " Call him for me" the Grandmother ordered. Ummi left the room wiping fake tears , as she went out she began smiling " Here you are, Kaka is calling you now" she told Anwar as she bumped into him on her way to his room " I am coming " he said still looking angry. Anwar walked behind Ummi with her waist changing direction from left to right thinking she could get Anwar interested but naah the young man was busy with his phone even while walking " Salam Kaka" " Salam" she responded in an angry tone " I need not to ask you what happen but this should be the last time you say such to Ummi" " but Kaka you know its not proper to enter my room without knocking or saying Salam, its not just that I am sleeping but what if she had met me in some kind of condition, or just out of the bathroom" " Ya subhanallah that will never happen, but you are right . you Ummi, is she even here " " yes Kaka am here" " toh this should be the last time you enter his room without Knocking or saying Salam" the old woman added " Sorry Anwar its not her fault you knowing our houses In the village dont often have doors " Anwar laughed with his mouth closed taking it as an insult on Ummi " toh Kaka tell him we are stupid " " no Ummi its the truth, the young man is upset I just have to apologize on your behalf, you too say sorry to him now" she frowned saying " sorry" " toh kaka I need to go now, I leave you in peace Maassalam" he said and left
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Kill The Goose That Lay The Golden Egg
Short Storya 15 year old girl with a pending future, with no direction bust still walking... read the story of a young girl who was married willingly to man she called love of her life 15 years older than her, if u r good at maths yll know he is 30