CHAPTER 11

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RIDWAN POV

The drive home was a quiet and smooth one as there were not too much cars on the road to create traffic , and i played my favourite cools till i got home .
Oh shit! i forgot to invite Ali and Farouk for my dad's business party tomorrow ...well i will give them a call tomorrow morning , since the party will be held in the mansion.  Ah my dad just love extravagant business parties...i guess it's just a way to boost his ego and spoil money extravagantly judging from the couple of times he has had business parties ...i remember the party he threw when his million dollars deal was successful..boy the party was so huge.

I got into my room and just went straight to bed after changing into a trouser and singlet.

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LAYLA'S POV

"Oh i must have slept off, its time for fajr, its already 5 oclock...oh Allah please forgive me , i really had intention of waking up before fajr to offer my nafla rakats...because i know the importance of these two nafla rakat before the main fajr prayer, indeed 'its better than everything in this world and its very good,' so says our beloved Prophet Mohammed SalalhuAlaihiwasalam( Peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) ' ....i muttered to my self after i lazily dragged myself up from sleep then sat as i wiped out the sleep from my eyes with the back if my palm , within few minutes i managed to stand up from bed then went straight to my wash room to perform ablution
After i was done, i came back into my room , taking out one of my big and long hijabs from my upper wardrobe, then walked to my dresser and pulled open my upper cabinet to get my sajda. I then turned around and took a few steps to the center of my room to lay the sajda on the tiled floor then stood on it to pray , after i was done praying my fajr compulsory salat i offered the two nafla (non obligatory prayers) rakat immediately cos i heard the Prophet Mohammed ( S.A.W) say if missed before fajr then one can offer it immediately after fajr , this shows how important it is i guess.

After i was done with my nafla prayer, i sat still on my prayer mat to do some supplications (Zikr) , within few minutes am done, so i stood up , then folded my prayer mat nicely and kept it aside in my drawer.

Okay so i think i have to go get my self ready for the big day as mom informed me yesterday evening after coming back from work at the main house she said there will be a party at the house today so she needs an extra hand which i couldn't say no, a business party , though Mr Harun and his wife have already booked an order for food, pastries and drinks/ Non alcoholic Champagne , they still said they want an home made food cooked by mom , am glad i will be going to help her out because am mostly bored at home,.....then i suddenly recounted yesterday's afternoon incident , i only came out from my quarter to go take a walk and at least get rid of my bordomness but then i almost got myself killed by that big scorpion if not for Ridwan who came to save me, God !  I am so afraid of Scorpions to death, i panick whenever i see one because of the stories dad used to tell me about them, depicting how dangerous they are,..Ridwan was so brave to kill it, i could see the expression of worry and concern on his face when he came to my rescue, he always seems to want to talk to me or have something to say to me, but i also get super nervous around him, this is my first time experiencing something like this, this feeling so new to me, i wonder what it is. Sometimes i want to confide in my mom about it and ask her what is the meaning of the way i feel around Ridwan but i get scared to tell her,  not that am saying my mom is the scary and wild type, no, not at all on the contrary she is so sweet, caring and understanding towards me, but yet again she has warned me strictly to stay away from Mr Harun and his family because of that witch of his wife, so i wonder how she will act or if she get mad , i wonder how she will act if i should tell her about my few encounters with Ridwan and how my heart dances whenever i see him ...."hmmm" i just heaved a sign then shrugged my shoulders .

Let me go bath before mom comes into my bedroom looking for me.  I changed into my bathrobe then headed straight into the shower. Within few minutes i was done i got dressed about to leave my room then i heard mom finally calling out my name and say " Layla !! Layla !!  Hurry sweety ...hope you are ready breakfast is ready though ".
I just walked to my door opening it then stepped out shutting it gently behind me as i made my way to the diner where my mom is currently sitting with her cup of coffee in her hand and toasted bread and egg nicely place on the table in front if her, i see my own same breakfast  also place on the table opposite her.

I went to sit on the chair in front of my breakfast opposite Mom, then said "Salamualaikum momi, how are you ?  This breakfast looks good and i bet its going to taste even better as usual " i complimented her at the end.

" Wa alaikumsalam habibti...Alhamdullilah dear.. And how are you too ? " my mom replied back to me then chuckled and further said "you crazy girl ".

"Am good mom but am only saying the truth mom" i blurted out to her with my mouth full

"Shhh...how many times will i tell you not to talk while eating dear and its best to eat in silence,concentrate " my mom simply kept her index finger on her lips then scolded me.

After we were done eating, we stood up to leave.

"Awww baby, you look exceptionally beautiful today, your skin is glowing radiantly ...i guess you had enough sleep" my mom further complimented me after a good minute stare of me, i was even getting scared at how she just stopped to stare at my face from head to toe as if i did something wrong.

"MashaAllah mom ....ofcourse , this your baby here , moi (me) is beautiful, you should know you have given birth to a beauty". I replied back to her then chuckled as i shrugged my shoulders .

" Oh yes i know baby" my mom replied then joined me laughing.

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