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B.❤.B 20- Haram-law

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*Farheen POV.*

I had my arms crossed standing by the swimming pool waiting for my brother that was swimming towards me.

Sadiya comes and stands next to me with a tray on it a glass of juice; Fahmy holds on the pool wall and looks at me surprised.

"Here is your juice, Fahmy." She says and I take the juice from the tray drinking it before he could get to it; already punishing him even before judgement.

"Hey, that's mine." He complains.

"It depends." I say trying to keep my expression serious. Feeling all bad*ss

"On what?" he asks frowning. "I asked for it."
It's nice to bully your older brother at times, they can't really get mad at you.

"It depends on your answer to my question."

"I will bring you another one." Sadiya says and I watch as she goes away.

"Are you a player?" I question full of indiscretion and he almost chokes in air. I then notice how damn awkward was my question, but I'm straight to the point kind of girl.

"Of course I'm, I play Tennis remember?" He says and I could feel the hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"You know what I'm talking about and I'm serious." I say my expression serious.

"Ilhaam told you that?" He asks making me cringe. How does he know?

"how do you know?" I wonder,  maybe I should keep quiet, not give her away.

"I doesn't matter, I'm really offended." He says making me feel guilty. "You know your brother, come on."

"I don't know if I know? Because she told me something that made a lot of sense, the other day you were not asking for directions you were flirting with those girls." I say and he sighs looking away.

"Stop believing in your friend and start believing in your brother." He says defensively.

I kneel down and sit to the ground. "I know you like her." I pout.

"I don't know what you are talking about." he plays dumb. When I'm sure he has a thing for her.

"Oh, don't play dumb. I see how you blush just for being around her, I was trying to know what she thinks about you and she thinks you are a player, a joke for a muslim boy that chases everything that has boobs."

"Oh, please don't start. I'm nothing of that."

"Can you swear?" I dare him and he just rolls his eyes.

"Farh, farh. Tut tut. " He complains.

"You know, I'm starting to believe now. And I feel really bad you have gone bad. For what reason?" I ask frowning, he just nods impatiently. "You know, I'm not selling your fish anymore because it's stinky embarrassing. So if you want to marry her someday, you'd better change." I say and stand up to go.

"You are the one who wants me to marry her." He says under a chuckle.

"Please, don't. I'm very disappointed with you." I put an end to that conversation and go inside.

*Ilhaam POV.*

"Hey Fahmy!" I say crossing the corridor as I pass by the games room and he's busy there playing video games. Will boys ever grow up!

"hey!" he says. "Ilhaam! Wait." He calls me right away standing up from the sofa.

I step back and roll my eyes turning to him. "What?" I ask impatiently.