☆ AMAAN ULLAH ZAMAN ☆
27 year old ex-marine who is now looking for some meaning in his life. After his father remarried he doesn't have a family to call his own. When the opportunity of bodyguarding a spoilt princess comes along he takes it up. But...
After meeting Umer he hands me his number and takes his and leaves the masjid. "What do you think, will you take him up on his offer" Yusuf asks. "Hmm I don't have a choice; I don't have a job and if I don't like it I'll tell him and look for another job" I reply honestly.
"I love this masjid, so peaceful" I say looking around in awe. Allah's house has to be the most beautiful thing obviously, but this place, the blue in the building gives me so much peace as if I have no other worry, I thought to myself. "Umer's company was overlooking the completion and design, I heard his sister helped with the design and she recommended these blue colours" Yusuf tells me. Laylah has good choice I thought and smiled to myself. "Chal, lets grab something for lunch then you can drop me to work and go see Umer" He commands. "Do I have to drop you off, where is your car" I joke. "Don't ask, I was driving the company car but Last week when I bought it over some kids scratched it, I knew you were going to be here so you'll drop me off" He said putting his shoes on. "Fine, but you're buying me lunch" I said. "Dude you eat like a gorilla, I'm not paying for your feast" He said laughing.
Umer has asked me to meet at his house. I drive up and ring the bell for the gates to open. "Yes, who are you here to see?" I look up and see the guy from yesterday question me through the CCTV video. "Erm Hi, I'm Amaan, Umer has asked me to meet him here. I cal.." I was cut off and the gates opened. "Well that was rude." I say and drive in.
"Please be seated Master Mansha will be with you shortly" Arfan seats me in the same room I was in yesterday. "Master Mansha" I repeat. The Mansha family is one of the richest families in England if not the whole world. Nobody really knows how much their net worth is but if you ask me its pretty high up there with Beyoncé.
"Bhaiya" I hear a familiar voice and I stand up. "Er Hi" I say to her. Wow she is pretty, I stare at her. "Why are you stating at me like that" She says.
"I'm not staring at you" Dude you are clearly staring at her, stop it. But I obviously can't. "Why are you here?" She asks. "Your brother asked me to meet him." I said, my eyes still fixated on her face. "Stop staring at me like that" She says slightly raising her voice. "Sorry" I say and look away. Shit. She is more than welcome to leave the room; I think to myself.
As if she has read my mind, she looks at me and says, "I would have left but my brother wants me to meet you for some reason." and sits farthest away from me as she can. Honestly, woman I haven't killed your cat. I get it I am a stranger, but she doesn't have to act like I was perving on her, which is was but still.
A few minutes later which felt like hours, Umer arrives. I kept looking at her. "Duded she will kick you out of her house" I whisper to myself. Her skin looks so soft I want to run my fingers on her cheek I think to myself. Stop it Amaan. "Sala laikum, Umer" I say standing and shaking Umer's hand. "Walekumsalam, Amaan" He responds. "This is my sister Laylah, Laylah this is Amaan" He motions between us. "You have already met, under such unfortunate circumstances. The reason I wanted you both here was to introduce Amaan, he will be with me a lot and he will be in and out of the house so just for you guys to familiarise with each other" He says, looking at Laylah. "So he is Hassan's replacement" She asks. "Something like that" Her brother says looking at her. "Hassan was nice, I miss his jokes" She says looking at her brother. "I know Simba, but he has to leave, his family needed him more, if you want you can cook me something to eat, I'm starving" He says placing his hands on hers. She nods and leaves.
Never in my life have I seen anybody interact like that with their sister or a sister with her brother. I have seen Sophia with her brothers, but it hasn't been with so much love. Umer clearly loves his sister dearly. And who was Hassan? Can I joke? I dismiss these thoughts and turn towards Umer.
"I know you have a lot of questions so let me tell you what I need to, and I'll fill in the gaps if you have any questions" He says loosening his tie. "Sure" I say.
"I'm going to be honest with you, but I won't tell you everything until I know Laylah can trust you" He says looking at me. "Laylah?" I question. Right this is even more confusing.
"I know I said I wanted you with me, which is true but I only want you around for a few weeks until she gets comfortable around you because I want you to be around her, not me. She is going back to university and I need somebody with her. I know you think its too much, but there is a really big threat to her life. For two years I'll tried to keep her in a cage at home, but she is a human, she needs to live her life and I can't stop her. So, I need to keep her safe" He says looking at me.
"I want you to keep her safe from Mirza Shah's people". He stops, stands up and walks over to the huge window. "Mirza Shah? THE Mirza Shah? What does she have to do with him?" Mirza Shah is a thug. He kills people, because of him a lot of the young youth of Upton is addicted to drugs, last I heard he was arrested and trialled for firearms.
"Like I said, I'll tell you when the time is right, but until she isn't comfortable around you don't mention the word bodyguard or that you are here for her, she will flip out" He says sitting down. "If you can keep her safe, I'll give you the gym, without any questions, you can run it, do whatever you want with it, but I want you to be around for at least 1 year. After that you can leave and start the gym".
"You would do that, just like that, hand me the gym" I ask surprised. "Nothing is more important to me than my sister, I'd give you 10 gyms if you could keep her safe" He says.
"Now let's get down and personal" he says looking at me. "If you perv on her, look at her with dirty thoughts and try and touch her, I'll have your hands cut off, eyes pulled out and thrown some place where there is no sign on human life" He looks at me seriously and then smiles. "Remember she is my sister. Come on let's have lunch" He says. Stunned I walk behind him. Can I think of her? Would he know if I was doing that? All jokes apart, I know he can go through with his threat. I'm good in combat and I can keep myself safe because I am a good fighter and totally awesome with a gun, but his words leave an impression on me.
Soon as I get to the dinning room delicious smell of food enters my nose. I don't know what it is, but the smell has my tummy rumbling and I'm certain I will drown with all the water in my mouth. "Come have a seat" He motions towards me. "Bhai I made Russian Sal.." She stops in her tracks when she sees me. "Laylah, come, I'm starving" He says standing up, waiting for her. "I'm not eating with him around" She says as she places the bowl on the table and leaves.
