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B.o.B 23- Dinner With the Stepmother to Be

*Ilhaam POV.*

I enter my home and my brother as always watching cartoons and eating chocolate, that's the only time when the house is quiet; but when it's me watching T.V. they are always playing super hero in front of the TV.

"assalam alleikum." I greet with no response, I knew that was just greeting the house. I hear giggles coming from the kitchen, I peek in to see Farheen sitting there having a conversation with my mum; weird.

"Assalam Alleikum." I greet.

"Walleikum Salaam." They say all smiles as I spot the black forest sitting on the table so beautiful.

"You never told me you were coming." I say to Farheen and all I get is a 'Yeah.' I walk to the table and when I reach for the knife to cut the cake Farheen palms my hand. "Aw."

"Hands off." She says. "It's not for you, it's for your mum. I came to see her." She says and I pout.

"Really, you came to see my mum?"

"Yes, any problem with that?" Mum asks and I shrug like I don't care.

"She's jealous." Farheen says playfully.

"No I'm not." I say defensively; why would I get so jealous of my mum getting a delicious black forest with all the cherries and cream and the kids all that chocolate. She probably is planning on giving my family a chocolate overdose and leave me alive to grief. I turn my back hitting my chin up to them.

"She is jealous." I hear mum say as I walk away and they start laughing.

Then I remember that she told me that there's a dinner at her place with the family of the woman to who his father is willing to get married to.

I run back into the kitchen to remove her mask. "You are running away from the dinner with your stepmother to be family." I say crossing my arms, busted.

Farheen holds a serious face looking at me like 'really! Did you have to say that?'

"No, I'm not." She says and sips on her tea.

"yes she is. Mum this yummy cake is only an excuse to miss the dinner." There, I snitched.

"She is jealous." Farheen says.

"She is jealous." Mum repeats. Since when did they become partners, I seriously hate you Farheen.

"It's okay, you are still my friend. Love you." She blows me kisses.

"Then you'd better go home because it's 6.15 and the dinner is at 7."

"I don't know what you are talking about." She say pulling a face. I shake my head and sit on a chair. I reach my hand to Farheen hand ready to preach.

"Mum back me up here." I say. "Your father is a widow for good fifteen years. He became a widow quite young actually, he could have gotten married back then, but he didn't because he put his children first; raise them with the best education, love, clothing, house and so and so."I explain as she gazes at me with a half smile. "Now you and your brother are two grown children your brother has got a wonderful carrier and if one day he gets some wisdom to fulfil half his Deen it would be great. You are one ambitious girl one day you will want to have your own life too; and he will be practically alone." I say and try a smile.

"That's true, children grow up and go on with their lives. Your father feels like he needs a companion. Why not?" Mum says.

"I don't know her, maybe she's evil."

"This is your chance to get to know her." I say shrugging.

"I'm not going." She said when I thought that she was finally understanding. I lean back on my sit surrendering to her.