Married To Mafia ( Series One)

chapter 2

The best among you is the one who doesn't harm others with his tongue and hands.- prophet Muhammad s.a.w (Peace be upon him)

AMIRA SULTAN  P.O.V

I pulled my hair in a bun , opened the fridge and took out eggs , bread and other essential things to make breakfast .

I glance at the clock to see I have only half an hour to get ready for school . I hurriedly made breakfast for them . I took three plates in my hand, balancing carefully . I put the plates on the table . Zainab was fixing her make-up while watching a mini mirror in her compact while my step mother was reading the newspaper. I look at her even at this age. She maintains herself so well and here I am looking like a zombie.

I raised my eyebrows at her amused luckily she didn't see my face .

I was about to sit and have breakfast but the ammi had to open her bitter mouth .

" What are you doing? " she raised her eyebrows .

" Trying to have breakfast?? Peacefully" I added the last word .

" Have you seen the time ? You have 15 minutes for school to get ready fast " She ordered me like I am her personal servant.

" I will get ready after eating breakfast " I sat stubbornly but before I could dig my spoon on the food , the plate was dragged away from me . I close my eyes, gritting my teeth in anger .

Don't get angry

Don't get angry

It's forbidden don't get angry

" Didn't you hear what I said GET. READY " she yelled, making me flinch .

Welled up in tears threatening to come out , I took a deep breath holding myself .

I push the chair a little too hard to make a sound walking away ...not before stomping with every step I take in anger .

This is the most angry action I can show as long as I cannot control it properly .

Closing the door shut of my room , tears flowed out freely while my lip shivered in immense pain I felt inside my chest . It's not like I don't have a habit of their rude behaviour but it's hit the cord in my heart leaving me broken  .

I miss my mother .

" I miss you ammi " my voice cracked .

Reminding myself about verses in the Qur'an Allah (SWT) never burdens a soul more than it can bear. I was reassured that I could bear the pain I was feeling because He told me I could. "God does not burden any soul with more than it can bear" – Qur'an (2:286)

Calming myself by taking a deep breath I stood up wiping my tears glancing at the clock my eyes widened .

" Oh no I will be late " hurriedly takes my towel , I open my closet unlike other girls . I didn't have to think much because to make a choice there should be a choice to make in the first place . I have 6 or 7 pairs of clothes total so I just wear them around like a weekly routine .

I took out my blue loose hijab which is oversized of course and blue kurti which was 3 years old . I went inside the washroom to take a quick shower.

After drying and combing my hair properly I wore my blue hijab . I applied khol under my eyes since I love it and the only thing available on my desk.

I smiled in satisfaction ...with one last glance I hop down the stairs like I am some fairy . My smile vanishes the moment I reach the table . My plate is empty and both mother and daughter left me alone . Hot tears burn my eyes as I gulp angrily .