Asher's pov:
I finish praying fajr prayer and grab my Quran. Continuing from the last suraah I was one, I smile feeling the that 'feeling' I get whenever I read.
My mother and father were not religious at all. They acted like atheists. It was that one day where I ran into imam Laith.Thanks to him I learned everything about Islam. I tried to show my mother and bring her back into it but she just wouldn't budge. So there was tiny me standing on the blanket that I used as a prayer mat, sometimes standing for minutes trying to remember the next verse in the prayer. That was usually when my father came in, slapped me lightly on the back and tucked me into bed. No goodnight. No sweet dreams.
That's how I remember my family. One word used would've been. Ignore. As much as I tried. They ignored me. They took care of me, but they didn't socialize or ask me how my day was. They sure loved each other though.
"Hey have you seen my prayer mat? Wait never mind I found it, you stealer." I hear Shiza say before walking out with the prayer mat in hand. I chuckle lightly to myself before closing the Quran. I put it on the shelf making sure nothings on top of it.
With that I start walking backward until my back hits the wall opposite and farthest from my bed. I got two hours until univeristy and I think we all know what I'm going to do. I start running towards the bed and just as I'm about to touch it I leap up and land right onto the fluffy mattress. Smiling, I sigh in comfort.
Fudge, I left the lights on.
My smile fades away and a grumpy face takes over. Sighing I then roll over to the edge of the bed, but the edge comes too soon and before I know it I'm on the ground, a groan escaping my mouth.
I hear the door open, "you see this mother, this is what I have to live with. Could you please find him a wife," I hear the voice of Shiza say. She then coughs and I swear I heard the name Romaisa in there before she coughed again. I keep laying on the ground, finding comfort.
"Elephants everywhere. And ya Allah Shiza that was a nasty cough, let's go get you some medecine." I hear Aunty says before sighing and closing the door after me. Through the door I hear Shiza protesting as they walk down the hall.
Instead of getting up myself, I wiggle myself towards the light switch like a snake.
Reaching up, my tallness comes in handy and my arm is able to reach the switch. Grinning into the darkness, I manage to get up. Heading towards the direction of my bed, I hold my hands in front of me to feel my way.
Finding the comforter I jump up and into my bed, finally falling into a deep slumber.
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"ASHER WAKE UP!!" Somebody screams in my ear before I feel a shoe hit my back. I groan rubbing it and look towards my alarm clock. Thirty minutes till uni.
"I really dislike you Shiza." I mumble before sitting up and rubbing my eyes.
"Woah your voice is so husky in the morning, it sounds like you swallowed a toad,". She says before walking out the door.
I go inside the washroom and start my shower. In minutes I'm out and fresh and damn it, only fifteen minutes left and we have to pick up Romaisa too! Oh god, she's going to think I'm lazy and always late!
Rushing, I put on a black soft t-shirt, and some khakis. I pull on my black converse. Holding the brush out int front of me, my long hair falling over my forehead. Pulling the brush in one swift motion. I look at my head.
The middle of it is all pushed back while the sides are dangling out. What the heck...
Sighing I run my hands through and jumble it all up. Hey, if I can't look posh, why not go with sexy eh? Winking at myself I flex a bit before grabbing my bag and rushing out the door.
Note to self: stop doing that.
Going down stairs I find Shiza finishing up a toast while picking out crumbs out of her red hijab. Aunty looks and me and gasps, "Asher! No habiti, come here let me fix your hair."
I sigh as she pulls me forward towards her, but that's when I see her hand being licked and moving slowly towards my head. My eyes widened as I hear Shiza giggle.
"Wait no Aunty I can't let you do that." Her hands tops midway and before she can say anything I say my salaam and run out the door. Grabbing Shiza on the way.
"WAIT ATLEAST TAKE YOUR LUNCH." Aunty yells as she throws a brown paper bag at me. It hits me in the eye but I swiftly catch it before it hits the ground.
"Jazakallah!" I yell back before sitting in the driver seat. I start the car as Shiza takes the passenger seat and opens the mirror hanging above her.
I satrt driving down the street towards Romaisa's house. Stopping right infront I think of getting out and ringing the door bell but before I can, Shiza presses on the horn and shouts out the window, "COME ON LOSER, SCHOOL TIME. OH AND SALAAM AUNTY AND UNCLE IF YOU CAN HEAR ME RIGHT NOW."
As soon as she finishes, Romaisa comes out, closing the door behind her. She gets into the car and says a small salaam. We both reply.
She's unusually quiet, usually at this point, she'd be lecturing Shiza about her screaming habits.
Shiza looks back and it seems like a talk goes between their eyes. Shiza nods and sits back. I hold the urge to look in the rear view mirror, just to see if she's okay.
We soon arrive at the university, I get out and since Romaisa door was close to my driver side door I open it for her. She whispers a jazakallah and I nod.
I'm such a gentleman somebody should give an award. "Thanks for not opening my door you piece of shit!" Shiza says before taking Romaisa's arm and leading her away. I vaguely hear her lecture Shiza on her speaking, which makes my face turn into a huge grin.
I lock the car and make my way to my first class which is business, which I also have with Romaisa. And to add to that, she sits behind me! I wish she sat in front of me though so I could stare at the top of her hijab....oh ya Allah what is wrong with me?
As I walk into the huge classroom I almost trip over my shoelaces but quickly catch myself using the door frame, I look around making sure nobody notices. Darn it the only person I really didn't want to see me do that, saw. It loks like she's trying to contain her beautiful laugh. As I pass by to go up to my chair, I say, "it's okay let it out. Laughter is good for the soul." She chuckles quietly before turning her head down.
I smile to myself, this is going to be a good day.
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HEY GUYS! This was like a filler chapter with tonnes of Ashie since we all know how much we missed his cute little self.
*pinches Asher's cheeks*
STAY AWESOME TILL THE NEXT CHAPTER WHICH WILL BE UP IN LIKE I DUNNO IM NOT GOOD AT MATH K BYEEE
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