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It's been one week, two days. I have been in this hellhole for freaking 9 good days, thats 216 hours. Please don't even ask me how i have been able to handle it because truth be told i haven't. I had missed 4 lectures. Gosh!

But Alhamdulillah. I'm released. I'm free. I'll be getting discharged today.

Freedom!

Yasmeen and al amin have always been in the hospital to give me company. I hate to admit this but whenever al amin didn't come i kind of find myself missing him. No, not missing... How do i say it?? Errr...errrrr.... Just forget it!

Albeit he's always been a pain in the ass, pestering me, doing this doing that but i'd still enjoyed his company. Mama, baba and yasmeen were here since morning. I just couldn't wait to get out of this place or rather cage.

It was already 4:30pm. My clothes were all packed and i was all ready to go. My grin grew bigger as i quickly rose on my feet when i saw baba coming. He was with the discharge letter.

"Yallah lets go" Baba pronounced and we nodded ready to leave.

A familiar cologne met my nostrils. And i immediately knew who the person was.

"Assalamu alaikum" Came his voice from behind baba. We all exchanged greetings before he announced that he was here to take yasmeen home since she wasn't with her car.

"Ah ah hajia mama is already preparing the iftar food, why don't we all go together?" Mama suggested.

Al amin opened his mouth i guess to protest but was quickly ceased by yasmeen "Yes, I was actually planning to follow you".

Mama smiled "Yauwa yasmeen, let us go"

Al amin offered to take the bag mama was holding and we all walked out. Once we were outside, Yasmeen dragged me by my arm towards al amin's black G-box.

"Lets enter his car" She whispered. I sighed deeply and opened the rear door but she quickly held my hand.

"Uh uh, front seat Milady" She said in a posh British accent.

I sighed again and hopped in. I swear it is just a total waste of time arguing with yasmeen,  she never gives up. 

Al amin got in the car too and started the engine, following baba's car.

"Sooo...." Yasmeen broke the tranquil silence.

"Soo?" Al amin said looking at her through the rear mirror.

"Come on, say something guys or turn on the music or... Anything you know i hate silence" Yasmeen babbled.

She sure does!

He shook his head and turned on the music. In no time, Romantic popped through the speakers. Yasmeen let out a squeal and al amin groaned, reaching for the 'next' button but she hastily stopped him and added the volume all the way up.

"From the first time that I set my eyes on you Baby i was stuck on you, omo me I call for you
Make my body call for you, All for you.." Yasmeen sang as me and al amin involuntarily closed our dear ears.

"Went back and set my dream to search for you looking like a dream come true, Cos you make my dream come true, Baby I'll stand by you with you" She laughed and leaned towards us using her hand as microphone "Girl you're my woman womanly, girl you're so warm and warm & sweet call me Mr. Roman romantic, Omo make you feel good oh..."

"Are you sure you're okay yasmeen?" Al amin said through gritted teeth, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. I laughed along with yasmeen as a sense of deja vu washed over me.

"Rukky join me" Yasmeen said over the music. I laughed again "I swear yasmeen if i know how to sing the song I would've joined this minute" just to annoy your big bro, i semi yelled.

She shrugged and continued singing trying her best to match her voice with korede's but shortly after al amin turned off the music.

"I was stupid for turning on the music in the first place" He hissed.

Yasmeen pouted and I chuckled. This guy is no fun. Astagfirullah it was ramadan after all.

He removed the CD and inserted another one. Abdulrahman as sudais's mellifluous voice reciting suratul nisa'i collided with our cochleas. The car was silent once again, only the recitation of the Qur'an. Five minutes later, we arrived at hajia mama's. We all hopped out and walked into the house.

"Welcome back my dear" Hajia mama kissed my forehead. "Thank you" I murmured and hugged her.

"Malam ameen, lets go to the nearby masjid and listen to tafsir" Baba said to al amin while me and yasmeen headed to my room.

I missed my room!

I quickly took my bath and changed into a black shirt and a pair of black adidas striped sweatpants then used my turban chemo to cover up my hair. I settled next to yasmeen on the floor before my phone started ringing. It was my habeebty. Ameela!

"Sweetheart" I said with a grin.

"Darling" She called out.

"What's up? How's school? And everything?" I inquired.

"Good Alhamdulillah but school ba..." She sighed "Hectic as always"

"Eyyah"

"Don't eyyah me, you're making me hate school more, i swear sometimes medicine sucks" She argh-ed "Anyways, how is you doing? How is your health?"

"Me is doing fine even finer than you"

"Abi? Me is glad to hear that" She said and we both started to laugh boisterously at our stupid english. At that, Yasmeen quickly pressed her ear to the back of my phone "I'm i missing something here?"

"So how have things been with al amin? Did you meet today? Did he come to see you? Wait where is yasmeen?, if I'm not hallucinating i think i just heard her voice" Ameela uttered, i could sense the uncertainty in her voice.

I laughed and put the phone on speaker.

"'Yar saudia its me" Yasmeen yelled.

"Yasmeen I'm so gonna kill you wallah" Ameela rebuked. She hated how yasmeen always calls her with ('yar saudia).

Ladies and gentleman never let yasmeen know your foible, why? Because she would annoy the living daylights out of you.

"Instead of you to call me with something like Repunzel or pretty or goddess or maybe belle but oh my God yasmeen 'yar saudia for Allah's sake" Ameela fired, i could imagine smoke coming out of her ears.

"You're living in saudi, aren't you? Please ruqayyah look at this, whats my fault if i call her 'yar saudia? Isn't she 'yar saudia?, seriously my dear you should just stop complaining and accept it, someone could kill to even get this amazing nickname from me" Yasmeen laughed wickedly and of course We didn't miss the groan from ameela.

A couple of minutes of guffawing and chatting later, we bade each other goodbye as it was already time for magrib as well as iftar. We prayed and headed out to the dining table, where we met everybody there. Me and Yasmeen decided to eat in the sitting room, So we took everything we want and went there.

"Oh God! I'm full to the brim" Yasmeen leaned against the couch behind her and rubbed her abdomen. I reluctantly stood up "Me too i really hope we'll be able to pray tarawee today".

"I hope so too" She said as i packed the plates, cups and other things we used; then walked to the kitchen.

I met laraba, the housemaid already washing the dishes. I must say she is a very diligent girl but she works way too much, doesn't she get tired?

"Laraba aren't you tired? you should go and rest, you can wash the remaining dishes later, okay?" I said while keeping the things i was holding on the kitchen island.

"Okay ma" She said and squatted a little before sauntering out of the kitchen. I sighed and started transferring the remaining foods that were left in the plates into one plate. Just when i spun, i bumped into something, adrenaline shot through me and i immediately let out a shrill cry.

I looked up and let out an air of relief. It was al amin. The cup i suppose he was holding was now on the floor. Thank god it wasn't a glass cup, it would've shattered into pieces. Tsk tsk

"Why didn't you at least clear your throat to make your presence known?" I tried my best not to yell at him.

He smirked "I did, you just seemed to be deeply in thought"

I shook my head and bent down to pick up the cup that was still on the floor but unluckily he did the same, bumping our foreheads together in the process.

"Ouch!" We both said at the same time.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I shrugged and nodded.

"Are you sure?" He pressed "Your head is still not fully recovered"

"Of course it is, no more bandage and mister do you think taking those unpalatable and icky medicines everyday was just in vain?" I raised my eyebrows and we both chuckled. He took the cup and placed it on the kitchen island.

"I need cold water" He said and tucked his hands in his pockets. I nodded, opened the refrigerator and brought out a bottle of water; and a tumbler from the cabinet. I handed the bottle of water and the cup to him then sat on the kitchen island.

I watched him as he gently poured the water into the cup and drank it all in one draft.

Interesting.

I brought out my phone from my pocket and entered snapchat. I focused the camera on his face and started taking him a video with the 'sad face' filter.

He looked really funny yet cute.

I chuckled but quickly clasped my hand to my mouth to mask the sound.

"What are you doing?" He asked with a puzzled look.

I turned the phone so he could see the video. "You did not just... What?.. There is no way you're posting that video" He said and tried to snatch away the phone but failed as I quickly hopped down the island.

"Oh really? Mr A" I sent him a cocky smile. He moved towards me as I quickly stepped back. He took three steps forward and i took three steps backward.

Two steps forward... two steps backward.

"Don't be stubborn and give me the phone" He said as he took another step towards me. I shook my head and stepped back but immediately widened my eyes as i realized i could no longer move back.

He stretched out his hand "The phone RAK"

I shook my head. I could be stubborn too you know.

He stared straight into my eyes. I tried to look away but mehn his sparkling eyes were irresistibly charming. His emotion was unreadable but i was certain what i saw in those eyes was not hatred.

He snapped his fingers, bringing me out of my reverie. "Ah.. Whhat?"

OMG! Did i just stammered?

"Lower your gaze" He said and smoothly took the phone from my hand while i just stood there like a complete idiot. A minute later, he smirked and handed me the phone "Its time for isha" with that he slowly spun and made his way to the door.

"Don't worry I posted the video"

He didn't glance at me when he verbalized the words, and sauntered out.

Hello loveydovies,
What's up?? Hope all is well!

Al amin's eyes... Man i swear i can totally imagine them...😉😉

I hope I brought a wide grin on your faces after reading this chapter.

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