Aa'yat's POV

Junaid and I were left alone sited in the living room to tend to ourselves while uncle Bilal and Alhaji Malik went outside the compound in search of breathing spaces and of course, to discuss more.
Manusr on the other hand decided to hang around the whole house doing Allah knows what.

No, I can't just take this like that, you can't be my sibling, I can't be Junaida! I mean ya Allah, this is so shocking.
I came here with a clear mind of coming to see my lover and not my family! I shouted sadly.

He moved closer to where I sat, he placed his hand on my shoulder.
Aa'yat, I mean Junaida.... He started.

No, don't call me that for Allah's sake. I sobbed. My name is Aa'yat! I clearly stated out. I am not Junaida, I am not your lost sister! Didn't you say she was dead??? I queried as I wiped my tears and stared at him in the eyes.

Yes, didn't you say she died??? I asked again.
He looked straight back into my eyes, as if all the barriers were broken or taken down, as if he had the right to do so now. Ya Allah, he must really believe that I am his sister. My heart ached so badly at the thought of that.

Yes Aa'yat, I told you she died. But that was what we assumed, that was the conclusion the investigators drew, that was how we ended things. They all said perhaps she wasn't with her seatbelt on and then fell into the river just below.
Plus, when the search team searched the river banks and all, they found a little girl under the water already dead and face swollen beyond recognisation.
We had no choice Aa'yat!

How? How could you all just conclude I was dead huh??? I mean Junaida was dead!. I still find this hard to believe.
And what of the dress I was putting on, weren't you supposed to cross check it??? I fired back angrily.

Listen sis, everything must surely go according to Allah's plans, that is why after incidents have occurred, you begin to ask yourself, why didn't I do this, why didn't I do that, I should have done this, I should have done that.
So just calm down okay Junaida, I mean Aa'yat. He corrected.

I still can't believe you are my sister, I still can't believe it. He muttered as he pated my shoulders.

And how sure are you huh??? I won't believe all those lies until it is legally proved Junaid, I want a DNA test done. I cried out.

DNA test you said? He smiled and I nodded.
I really don't think there is a need for DNA test though, the way we felt drawn towards each other, which is very rare especially in my case. He started as I rolled my eyes in anger. The melon incident, which is a very rare family allergy, The blood group coincidence and lastly, uncle bilal's testimony. What else do you want to prove Aa'yat???
But if you still want a DNA test to be carried out, then I would talk to Dad about it. Our father Aa'yat.

Subhanallah, he is so right😭😭😭. He looked at me once again and said I have really missed you Junaida. He hugged me so tightly by my shoulders where I sat and I in turn stood and pulled him into a very tight hug.

Ma Sha Allah, his arms were just exactly how I imagined them to be, but I wanted to be wrapped in his arms as my husband and not my brother!!
I cried harder as I also planted kisses round his face which I have also been dying to do but of course now, excluding his lips😭.
Why????? Why me??? I love you Junaid!
I cried out.

I love you too Junaida. He cried back.

It is so sad that I just have to kill my feelings for Junaid here at this juncture, I remember praying to Allah (swt) endlessly to have him to myself, to have a permanent position no one would ever have, a space meant for me alone in his life. Subhanallah!
Being his blood sister and his twin is a position no one can ever take from me now, Alhamdulilah ya Allah, at least now I can be so close to him everyday❤️💕 but as my twin😪 as my brother.

Hey sis, still crying? He chuckled as he freed himself a little from my embrace.

No bro, I chuckled back. Why was I even crying? In fact, I should be happy and glad I am with my family again, and I am so lucky to still be alive till date. I am so happy I finally have you to myself bro😂 I laughed out.
I should have just agreed to brother zone you since the very first day we met and you sister zoned me. We both laughed.

Starting now, I am so going to flaunt you anywhere and everywhere I go, everyone must know I am the one in charge now, you mustn't still talk to other ladies okay, until I select the best for you. Twinnie😂 I laughed as I said that out.

Aiye Aiye captain! Or should I say twinnie😂. He laughed back out.

Alhamdulilah for everything ya Allah, Yes Alhamdulilah. We both chorused.
He raised my right hand and planted a kiss on it softly.

What was that??? Why treating my like a stranger now? I also want kisses plastered on my face. I pouted.

Okay fine, he smiled as he plastered kisses on my face while I kept chuckling as it felt ticklish.
I love you brother for the sake of Allah, and I hope we never separate ever again In Sha Allah. I prayed as I hugged him once again.
Cheers to a new life! I said out clamly.

Ameeen, and I love you too sis for the sake of Allah, cheers to a new life! He said back as we just kept silent and locked in each other's embrace and let our thoughts flow through us.

Mansur cleared his throat and that woke us from our thoughts.
What is it bro? Junaid kind of eyed.

Uhmm, I have been here since and watching the ongoing show, and I must admit I was moved, I was.... I am speechless, I mean Aa'yat being Junaida is the sweetest thing that has happened to me so far... He stuttered.

Cut straight to the point bro! Junaid laughed and I joined in.

Okay, he exhaled. I mean since the family is whole now, why not I just call my parents to come over here and we fix an alliance between Junaida, sorry I mean Aa'yat and I. He started calmly.

I really like you Aa'yat, I like you for Allah's sake. He added.

What??? I laughed out widely.
Awwww... I must admit I was moved a bit, but I am so sorry mansur, I don't think I am ready to love yet, and honestly, I don't really like you the way you do. I blurted sadly.

Who knows what might happen in the future though, but I just doubt it. Move on Mansur, you are a very nice guy. I smiled.

Subhanallah, did I just refuse his proposal? Well yes!.

Okay then Allah's will. He sighed out as he sat sadly on the couch.

Oh c'mon Man, don't be sad, I would talk to her on your behalf okay. Junaid smiled but you know how much of a nutjob she can be right?? She is a crazy weirdo! He laughed out.

Yes, I bet she is. Mansur added with a smile.

What??? What did you say? Now Mr, you won't talk to my sister that way okay, and let me just make this clear. I hope you unfriended her the day I told you to, because I don't want you anywhere close to my sister until the day she hopefully says yes. Junaid sort of ordered.

Yes, yes sir. Mansur smiled out.

Now that is nice. Junaid complimented as we all laughed.

Wait, who is the oldest amongst us? I asked as I pointed round us all.

Well, sorry to burst your bubble sis, but we are all 21 years old. Mansur laughed out.

Manners dude, manners! Junaid joked with a smile.

C'mon, let him be. I defended.

Oh what now, you both teaming up on me huh? Junaid chuckled with a fake surprise look.

Yes dude, we are. I smiled back.

Well don't mind him, we are older than him with 7 months. Junaid answered as Mansur nodded.

Small boy, I shook my head in laughter as they both smiled. Okay then nice.
So what about us? I queried as I looked at Junaid.

Us?? Us??? He smiled.

Yes, us. I smiled back.

Well, we are twins so there is no older one. Junaid smirked.

What? That is a lie, I am sure I am the oldest. I answered.

No you are not, I am. He argued.

No you are not! I said back.

Yes I am. he said back.

This went on for like seconds before Alhaji Malik scratch that, My Dad entered alongside uncle Bilal and said out;
Junaid is the oldest by just a minute. Before they both bursted out laughing.

Yeah! Whooooo! Junaid did a victory shout before finally saying;
In your face sis! And he kept dancing around.

It is just a minute weirdo!! I shouted annoyingly in defeat.

Okay let's go guys, lunch ought to have been ready by now. Dad smiled out.

Lunch? Who cooked? Do we have a house help? I grinned.

No, no house helps Junaida. My Dad said out.

Lazy ass! Junaid called out.

FYI (for your information), I cooked. I cooked lunch Junaida. Can you even cook??? He asked with laughter.

Was this really the guy I once loved as a Man??? He is a very big troublemaker.

Yes Mr, I can. Uncle Bilal here is a witness to that. I smiled as I gestured my hands towards uncle Bilal.

Yes she is. He smiled.

Blah! Blah! Blah! I won't believe that unless proven to me. He eyed.

Whatever! Whatever!! I said all out as I eyed him back.

Junaida, follow your brother to the kitchen in order to hasten up things. Dad ordered.

Okay Dad. I smiled as I said that out.
Dad, Dad really felt good for me to say.

I immediately remembered mum at home, the woman who raised me, my Dad too, who didn't like us. I miss her, I miss her so much.

As if my dad was reading my mind, he cuts me off by saying;
I would like to meet your family as soon as possible Junaida, I mean the ones who raised you.

Uhmm about that Dad, there are somethings I have to sort out first, so I just need a little time. I said as I faced uncle Bilal and he in turn nodded in response.

It is fine then, anything you say. But make it as soon as possible okay. He smiled out.

Okay Dad. I answered.

What are you still doing there princess, your presence in highly needed here in the kitchen where you are supposed to be. Junaid called out.

I chuckled as I heard that, permission to give him a knock Dad. I kind of asked.

Permission granted. He smiled as they all laughed out and I rushed to the kitchen almost immediately.

Ouch!!! That hurts! Junaid shouted after I knocked him really hard.

What was that for??? He asked.

Ask Dad when you get to the living room. I eyed.

Ouch... Still hurts though. He said sadly.

I felt a little sad, so I ruffled his hair harshly. Any better?? I asked with a smile.

No thank you, you just increased the pain. He pouted.

His hair was so curly and soft, I have always dreamt of ruffling his hair so I kept on ruffling it as an act of naughtiness.

Dad, please tell Junaida to let me concentrate. He shouted out.

Junaida! Let your brother concentrate. My Dad called back out with a smile laced voice.

Okay Dad, fine! Lunch would be served in a minute. I chuckled.

See you next time Allah's willing ❤️💕

Yhu_so_shy