His Skivvy

Chapter 4 (Rumination)

Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullah.

Baby❤️
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3 week later

Laylah's Pov

Is another hectic morning! Lord! ( She sighs) OMG! Is past 7 :am already Subahanallah, what have I done now? What if he gets angry at me and throw me out of his mansion? Why am I talking now? (She quickly get down of the bed and brush her teeth then run to Muhammad's room) I opened the door slowly and pip through the door, is a very huge and wide room. Is not really a new thing to me because I've seen it before you can't expect less from a billionaire's daughter. Well I recovered my memory yesterday and pretend like I didn't recover my memory. I've gone through pain yesternight. But Alhamdulillah I know how it works now. This people here have been very nice to me from the very first day. Allah have his reasons for taking me into this place by his power.

Alhamdulillah he didn't wake up. But this man is definitely a drunkard. Every morning I'll see bottles of alcohol or liquor on the floor and he'll be smelling a very bad odor. May Allah guide him through. As always, I went straight into his big bathroom and run his bath water. What I hate the most is waking him up every morning. What I like the most about him is observing his Salaats. Mashaa Alalh I can say he's very religious. He don't miss his Saalats for a minute. But I never see a single Qura'an anywhere in the house. I want to ask for one but James said I shouldn't. But why is he a drunkard and a womanizer? Is the question I've been trynna figure out for long now. He brings ladies every night and at exactly 3:am they leave. I always stay up all night to hear their foot steps and chattering sounds coming from the parlor and his bedroom because it is in the same lane (corridor) with mine and the distance is not much. I never act or tell him how much their noises disturb me and I hate it this much because I don't want to put myself into troubles anymore. I once told miss Mary and she said I should tell him but I couldn't because I'm scared. He have been hiding it from me and he don't want me to know that's what why he's bringing them at night thinking that I slept off. Which I never did!

   I pad him by his shoulder slowly but he didn't even feel anything. I've been standing here calling (Master) but he still didn't hear me. So let me just shout into his ears. (MASTER!!!) He quickly yank me up and I fell on his broad chest. He hold me tight to the extend that I couldn't jolt myself from his hold. Ouhhh! He smells very bad! Yaa Allah help me!
After some minutes of silence, while I'm still on his chest, My heart starts beating rapidly I pray he don't hear my heart beat. He quickly release his hold on my body and sits up while I stand on my feet uttering:
  "I'm sorry master, I've been standing for morethan 20minutes here but you didn't wake up. That's why I shout into your ears. I'm sorry!"

"Are you Crazy? Or insane? Huh? The next time you try waking me up and I didn't wake up just let me be. Let me sleep! Did I make it clear?!!" He says in a stern voice
 
   "Yes Master" I said kneeling a bit.

He enters his bathroom while I change the bedsheet as always and tidy his dirty dresses to Alex for laundry. I sweep the room and mop it. He don't like anything smoky that's why I always use Room freshener instead of bakhoor. I opened his wardrobe and take out a dark blue suit with black polka dot neck tie with a matching shoe and socks. I kept it on his bed and the shoe on his bed side drawer. I do all this before he comes out from the bathroom.

I started preparing his breakfast the day before yesterday. Since when I made some sandwiches for myself and he eats it without knowing is not his rather mine, he assign me to be preparing his breakfast. The weather is quite cold so I decide to prepare a rich pancakes with sausage and Cuppa. Is simple yet rich. All thanks to mummy for making my life more simpler. Had it been she didn't always  take me to the kitchen, I'll not have learned all this. She made me develop the passion of cooking and all I know is, my mother is indeed the best cook.                 

    I arrange the dinning and went into my room to take a quick shower because I don't want to be stinking while eating breakfast with this clean freak. Well, he commands me to be eating breakfast with him every Morning which I have no say in that but to abide by what his orders. I finish my five minutes shower and wore a simple shirt with blue jeans. But I didn't forget to wear a long boyfriend jacket on because of my curves. I can't get involved in any stupid act with this man that's why I cover up everyday. I tie a black turban and spray a little red velvet on. As usual, I didn't apply any make ups not even kohl. Though there's no any make up products here.

I tidy my room and sauntered to his room. Before, Miss Mary ties his neck tie because he cannot
tie it himself. So I'm the one doing it for him everyday. I went straight into the room without knocking because he banned me from knocking his door. He says he don't like noise. Says the person who always make noises in the night. He's well dressed up and he looks soo breath taking. His side burns and well built masculine shape. "Good Morning Master" I said walking into the room. "Morning" he says and keep the chair I use to climb before tieing his neck tie. (Strange) he never do it. I just shove it off and climb the chair. He keeps staring at me as always. I finish tieing it, step down the chair without a single word and drag myself out of the room.

We settled on the dinning and start digging in without saying a word to each other. He clears his throat and says " Do you want to go to school?" OMG what am I hearing? Is it a dream? School? School have been my first dream. "I'll love to" I said and he looks at me for some seconds before proceeding. Ok he said and I can see form his expression he don't know what to say because he Doesn't know my academic life. Where I stop. Whether I've been to school or not. So I decide to tell him that I recover my memory. But I'm scared he might end up throwing me out of his mansion.

Let's call it a day❤️
What do you think Muhammad's reaction will be?
Will he throw her out of his mansion
Or will he still help her out of her miserable life?
Drop your comments let's see your points of view.
I love you!

Baby❤️