Chapter3

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I woke up in the morning with a swollen face, my hair disheveled and my head throbbing in pain. I couldn't figure out what the matter was, but something just didn't feel right.

Then i remembered what happened, Ya Azzam came back from his business trip yesterday, i was so happy because i loved my yaya so much and i really missed him. He has been and will always be my second favorite sibling, Sanam being the first.

Whenever Ya Azzam was at home we sleep very very late because he was so cool and fun to be with. Yaya is also as tall as Unal, i wonder why the boys in our family are so tall. He is the female version of me. When we were small people used to say we were ment to be twins, which always made yaya angry.

I left and took a long hot bath, dressed up and went to the living room downstairs, where i met Yaya, Nasir and Nada. Nasir and Nada were beating him and he was laughing, Ohh Allah! this children. Sanam came into the living room running with the remote

"Ayiii! Tek" she said and i collected it from her. I pressed 124 on the remote and it switched to my favorite channel, 'E!'. Happily, my favorite show was on too, WAGS(wives and girlfriends of sportstars).

I was so engrossed in the tv when Maher called. My voice changed when I picked up, that moment when your boyfriend calls and your voice automatically changes. Yaya noticed and stopped playing with the twins

"Yaya stop looking at me like thaaatt" i whispered

"Iyyyeeehh!! Who's the lucky guy that's making my baby sis talk like this?" His face lit up.

Why is he even this excited?
I covered my face with my palms so he wouldn't see how red my cheeks were.

"I'll tell Mami you're ready for marriage gaskiya, I'll be your waliyy if you want, and just wait and see the gift I'll give......"

"Yayaaaaa, nobody is getting married here, not now" i said to a confused Ya Azzam. I told Maher that I would call him back and ended the call.

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"Ariiiii, I'm very sick, i need you, please come over" I read Zoya's message.

"What could possibly be wrong with her? But she hardly falls sick and Zoya never texts me when she's sick, could she possibly be crying that she couldn't even call and talk to me? " I thought to myself

"Sweet Ya Azzam" i yelled from my room

"Now what do you want?" came Ya Azzam's voice

"I'm coming" i said and went back downstairs to meet up with Ya Azzam so i could talk to him.

"Please take me to Mama Rasha's house(Zoya's mum and also Mami's sister), i need to see my sister, she's very very sick" i said adding a pout.

"Really?? What's wrong with her?" He said with a serious looking face
"I don't knowwww, she just texted me"

"Okayy go get your hijab" Ya Azzam said and reached for the car key on a nearby shelf

I came down wearing a colorful Abayah and a small veil.

"I thought I told you to wear hijab" he wasn't smiling at all

"Yayaaaaa it's too hot i can't wear hijab" i said with a puppy face

"I want to see you in your hijab before I open my eyes" he closed his eyes, looking so funny.

"Where do you think you're going" Mami's voice came from her balcony. She just entered the balcony with a newspaper in hand.

"Mami we're going to Mama Rasha's house to see Zoya, she's sick and Ya Azzam is making me wear hijab in this hot afternoon" i added a pout

"Azzam let the girl be, and don't take long"

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