A/N: this is my first book, please correct me if you figure out any spelling errors, Thank you❤️❤️.
Ashmal's POV
Beep, Beep, Beep..... Waking up to my old alarm clock that was given to me by my parents as a birthday gift before their death. It's Monday again, thinking of looking for job again makes me feel dizzy, by Allah wills I will try and get a job so I can leave this house and have a peaceful leaving without been harassed by my wicked step mom.... urgh..... May god see me through this hardship. My mum and dad started dating since college and it lead to a happy ending in which they got married and gave birth to me before their death. Getting out of my bed I went straight to the toilet to brush my teeth, take a hot shower before performing my wuduh. After praying subhi prayers I said my daily supplications, and also prayed for my day to go well. I stood up and neatly fold my hijjab and prayer mat on my bedside drawer then went to my wardrobe to pick out my outfit, fitted gown red it has touch of ash and white and has a flay hands, then my red and black veil with a matching red bag and a matching red earrings and necklace.
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After I was done dressing and did my makeup took my bag and my iPhone 7 and also took my credentials, went to my shoe rag and brought out my black wedge shoe.
"Ashmal .., Ashmal.., Ashmal" wai kina inane. Urgh..... this wicked woman is calling someone's name as if she was the one that gave me the name.
"Naam, hajiya ina zuwa" that the name I use to call her due to her wickedness I can't bear calling her 'mama'. Going into the palor I saw her sitting in one of the sofas watching tv, ohhhhh Allah kai kasan mai na aikatawa wannar matar data kirani dawana safiyar. Her eyes left the tv to settle on me that was heading to where she was seated with a scowl on her face, which I know it's trouble coming my way. I stood beside her, She scoffs before talking " why do you like disrespecting me, is it because I did not give birth to you.... before she continue talking i let out a very loud sight which I didn't know I was holding back then she looked at me with a scowl on her face and continue talking... dan ubanki... Allah sarki yanzu kuma mai uban ya mata, yanana a kabarin sa Allah ya jikan ku. I was soo angry I didn't know when I shouted at her "Ubana ba saar ki bane, kada ki kara zagi na". I storm off to looking for job before she spoils my mood. I left the house without eating my breakfast, I will just look for something and eat in the cafe by the corner of our street. Hi guys, thank you for for reading my book. Don't forget to: Vote and drop your comments... much love❤️❤️❤️
