Chapter 12
First EncounterBe disciplined about what you react to and respond to. Not everyone and everything deserves your time and energy. Stay in your light.
Ignore all the silly mistakes please!
Abuja, Nigeria
Saturday, 01:43amAbdulJabbar
I couldn't sleep a wink. Why? Ra'eesah has been in my thoughts. Everywhere! I think it's high time I tell her everything. I can't keep bottling up my feelings for her.
Glancing at the clock on my bed side drawer, the time read 01:53am. I got down from my king sized bed and headed down stairs. Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, I went back up stairs and decided to clear off my head in the balcony.
Gulping down the bottle of water, I disposed the bottle in the waste bin.
I didn't know how long I've been standing there holding the rail like my life depended on it but the next thing I heard was the call of Aazhān for Subh prayers .Without making a noise, I walked back to my room and prepared for Subh prayers.
After taking a quick hot shower, I dressed up in my white Jallabiya, combed my beard and sprayed my Clive Christian perfume before finally heading to the Masjid.Xxx
The blaring sound of my Alarm was what woke me up from my dreamless sleep. I sighed in frustration as I snoozed it and sat on my bed. Being fully awake, I walked to the bathroom and had a shower before sauntering down stairs.
There, I met Abba, Ammi and my siblings on the dining table having their breakfast silently."Good morning Abba, Ammi" I greeted.
"Morning AbdulJabbaar" My father answered while Ammi nodded because she had food in her mouth."Sabaahul khayr Yaa A_Jay" the girls said in unison. Replying them, I sat down to help myself with a plate of pancakes and a mug of hot chocolate.
After breakfast, Abba said he'll be travelling with his friend the following day and will probably stay for a week before coming back.
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"Welcome Daddy" I Said welcoming my Baby's father.
Yeah! Ra'eesah's dad!!"Ahh AbdulJabbaar, how are you"? He asked as he made himself comfortable.
After exchanging pleasantries, I excused myself to inform Abba about his presence. Ordering Almaas to serve him with some refreshments in the process.
Since it was a Saturday and I had no place to go, I decided to bond with my favorite little sister.
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