Married to YOU

Chapter 2________________ "You made it!" Marwa exclaimed excitedly, throwing herself at Ahmad. He leaned backwards to take in her petite frame, smiling slightly at his sister. Safa hugged him from behind, jumping deliriously too."I thought you weren't going to come, i had almost placed a bet with Marwa that you wouldn't show up." Safa confessed, breathing heavily from jumping so much. She was slightly bigger than her twin– Marwa, and more louder although Marwa is older than her by two minutes.They were both lighter than his brown complexion. Bigger eyes that accentuated their pointed noses and pouty lips, and curly hair that made people mistake them for half castes."What was at stake?" He asked, looking around in search of their parents."Oh, nothing actually– just that slight dignity increase in knowing that i know you like the back of my palm, although that isn't so.. apparently." She answered, frowning slightly at her own realization.Marwa laughed and plopped unto one of the

___________Chapter 4.____________ Mandy siddled up to my side after taking a hot bath, just as i suggested. She hugged me from behind and then lay facing up, a slight frown settling in place of her previous smile."What are you going to do now Al?" She asked, really concerned this time.I sigh and pull my weathered old laptop closer. "I'm searching for jobs online, quick paying jobs." I reply her, busy with the keyboard."I can get Hassan to cut my work time so that i can fit another work's shift into my day. It would be hard but i know i can pull it off." I said, determined, and more to myself than her.She smiled reassuringly and sits up. "I'm so sorry about today Allie, i know I'm not the best sister in the world, but i love you– you know that right?" I smile warmly at her. She had her flaws, but i was nothing without her. She reminded me of our mum, fiesty, free, loving."Yes mandy, I'm aware. I'm sorry i said all those things to you earlier, I didn't really mean them– i was

__________________Chapter 6___________"What?""They slipped from my hands and broke. I promise you sir, it wasn't intentional!" I explained, pleading my case.His well defined features slowly morphed into incredulity and anger. He tore the box open to note if i was telling the truth and slouched in dejection, when he saw the contents."Howww, how could you do this?" He accused slowly, and calmly straightening up in his sit to glare at me.I shrinked into my seat at his stare, my neck and feet burning in embarrassment from his stare and regret over what i had done."I'm sorry sir." I whispered lowly, which he heard." Where was Hassan when this happened?" He asked, pushing aside the box of expensive debris.I blinked, thinking fast for a lie to come up with. Hassan must've been the cause of my clumsiness, but that didn't mean he had to go down with me too." Uhm.. he was.. he .. was behind the office! Trying to fix the broken tap. He had sent me to you at the time." I let out with a

Chapter 8___________________________________I sighed wistfully and slipped my hands into my jean pockets as i took a walk a few blocks away from where i lived.The evening was cool and although it was almost rush hour– there was some calm to the air. I still hadn't gotten over what had transpired at my now former work place. I squeezed my eyes shut momentarily and rubbed my face in frustration.My phone begins to vibrate in my back pocket, so i quickly slid it out and swiped right before i even got to check the caller ID. It was Hassan."Hello." I hear his voice from the other end– he sounded grim."Hey." I reply, wondering if he's already gotten an available vacancy for me."You've found something for me already?!" I asked expectantly.He sighed, "no, i just want to tell you something." My brows knitted in apprehension.What if he wasn't only going to fire me and is charging me for the losses i had incurred?My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach."What?" I ask softly."Look, yo

Chapter 10_____________________________________________Ahmed's POV.The day had been really hectic for him. He's been hopping from one meeting to the other, trying to finalize some deals he needed to push the market for his newly designed plate ware. His family were also buzzing his phone off about the preparations for the girls graduation. What was his business with that?Now he had to deal with the interview that his erratic secretary had set up for him without his notice.He could easily have postponed it for another day, seeing as he just left another unscheduled meeting – but he just wanted to get it over with. The graduation was closeby and he didn't want to be caught off guard with one of his dad's tricks. The Maitre 'D quickly approached him when he walked in, fully recognizing who he was. This has been his favorite restaurant since he started learning the hands of the businesses his father was slowly introducing him into back when he was younger.The ambience carried a ca