《Married To Mafia》Chapter 20
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Author p.o.v
Khalid woke up with a bad headache , groaning , he opened his eyes and the first person he saw was none other than Amira , the girl he despised the most, sleeping peacefully leaning on the bed headboard while his head was on her lap .
His eyes widen , realisation hits him like a ton of bricks , he moves away from her in lightning speed like her touch will burn him .
" Argh '' he held his head between his two hands as pain shot up inside his head badly .
Hearing his groan , Amira woke up lazily rubbing her eyes .
" Owe " she felt pain shoot up in her back .
" What the hell are you doing here "
" In my bed " Khalid snarls, getting ignited .
Lowering her eyes , she hissed in pain " wow you are such a grateful man " even in pain , she didn't leave a chance to taunt him .
AMIRA SULTAN p.o.v
What an ungrateful man , I spent the whole night sleeping in such an uncomfortable position and he doesn't even have courtesy to say at least you know Thank you I guess .
" Answer my damn questions " Khalid took a threatening step .
" Why the hell I was sleeping in your lap " he gritted out .
He doesn't remember a single thing last night .
" This is a reason you shouldn't drink , you lost your precious hours because you drank alcohol " I gave him a disappointed look .
" Shut up ! I am no need to hear your lecture "
" You know what , just get out " Khalid pointed at the door still giving me death glare .
I gasp " I wish , I would have left you rot in cold last night "
" Froze you mean " he sounds bored .
" Whatever " I stuck my tongue out before stomping my feet walking away .
" Assalamualaikum " I heard Sayra greet me in her childish voice .
" Walekum Assalam " I kneel down with a bright smile , seeing her always makes my day .
" I want pancakes " she twirls her curly hair .
" You want pancakes ! " I ask for a surprise .
" Then let's get you one " I picked her up , she giggled .
" What are y-" Ibrahim came with an angry face like always .
" Ahhh… the apple of my eye is here " I said in a high pitched voice .
He frown " stay away from my sister "
Sayra and I glanced at each other then she shook her head cutely .
I look at annoyed Ibrahim " sorry dude , she is mine now " I intentionally make a face to annoy him more .
" You are evil " he muttered looking down .
" Aww thanks for the compliment " I batted my eyes which made him angrier .
No wonder he is Khalid nephew
I made Sayra sit on the counter , while Ibrahim sat on the table throwing daggers in my way. I smiled secretly. I love how he is so ready to protect his siblings all the time , like a true big brother .
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I wish I had one but then I remembered I have Allah s.w.t who always protects no matter what .
" Yeah… it's ready " Sayra raised her both hands in the air when I served pancakes on the plate .
Picking her up in my arm , I slid one plate toward Ibrahim while I made Sayra sit on my lap to make her eat .
" I don't want it " he pushed the plate grumpily .
" O . O. Ibrahim, did you forget what Nani said? Sayra spoke, making me look between them curious .
" What? " he said, annoyed.
" Allah s.w.t doesn't like people who disrespect food " with those wise words she made me stuff another spoon of pancakes .
To tell the truth I was surprised ….
Awwe my good girl … I just love her .
I glance at Ibrahim who looks at the food debating inside his head whether to eat or not .
Finally giving up , he dragged the plate toward him .
Taking a bite , I waited for his reaction .
His face turns into surprise as unknown emotion swirls on his face .
" It's just like " he whispered .
" Ammi " Sayra completed his sentence
Since the day I heard that Khalid's mother was alive , I became quite curious about it . I wanted to know where her mother was . I haven't seen her after getting married and asking Khalid about it would be the last option .
" Assalamualaikum what are you cooking?" I entered the kitchen to see Rabiya Aunty cooking something .
" Guess " she said in a teasing tone .
My lip curls into a smile " Biryani" I clasp my hand happily .
" Yes you are right " she sprinkled more salt on the potato .
Biting my lips , my curious mind encourage me to ask " umm Aunty can I ask you something ''
Absent-minded she nodded .
" Where do I mean Khalid's mother " I said, each word slowly scared of her reaction .
She stopped mixing the vegetables , and looked my way .
Then she smiled nervously " why are you asking all of a sudden " she tried to dodge my question .
" Khalid said his mother hates him …. Is she alive ?" I couldn't help but ask .
" Amira " she turn her full attention toward me .
" It's not my place to say and to say the truth please drop this topic of Khalid, hear you then " her voice faded with a creasing forehead .
" Sweetheart just don't talk about his mother please "
" It's a request " hearing her plea I realised the matter is more serious than I thought .
Nodding my head I drop the topic .
I roam in this huge house getting bored .
Everybody is doing their respective work , everyone is busy and here I am roaming like a ghost .
I saw Khalid in front of the entrance spacing from here and there holding his phone .
" Assalamualaikum...." I went to greet him with a bright smile .
He glances at me then looks away like I am invisible to him .
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I frown " how rude I said Assalamualaikum"
" Hiiiiiiiiii..." I wave my hand in front of him.
" What are you doing " he ask in a scary voice glaring my way
I pout " I am bored "
" Can I go out? " I gave him my irresistible cute smile to melt his heart .
He stared at me " No " look away .
My smile dropped. I forgot he had a stone in the place if heart .
I stuck my tongue out behind his back , making weird faces. I let out my anger .
But he turned and I froze in my action, " puh.... Puh.... Puh... " I pretend to cough to get safe .
He gave me a weird look then turned away again .
I sigh....
I walk back in the house again with the saddest look I can carry .
Nafisa came in front of my view he chuckled seeing my face " what happen sweetheart .... Why are you looking so sad "
I gave her a bored look " first of all I am not your sweetheart second I am bored " I stomp my foot .
She tighten her hijab properly " okay what do you want to do "
" Before I could say anything I saw a few kids around Ibrahim age coming downstairs with a bored look .
" Ibrahim is so boring, " one of the kids said .
" All he can do is play his playstation " one kid sat on the couch.
I went to them just then Ibrahim came downstairs as well .
" What do you guys want to do? " Ibrahim looked and tried to please his friends .
My face shone with happiness " how about we play cricket in the garden " I chime in.
He gave me a disappointed look " what are you 6 "
My smile vanished " No but you guys are 12 and you should play some outdoor games like CRICKET ?"
" YES ! She is right , can you play with us please" the chubby kid , who looked so cute that I wanted to pull his cheek but I refrained myself as Ibrahim continued to glare my way .
" I don't think so Ibrahim want me to play" I spoke sadly giving him my best puppy look .
" Fine…!" My grumpy grandpa finally agreed .
" What '' Nafisa chuckled which sounded like what nonsense .
" Khalid bhai won't like it " she shook her in a disappointing way .
" Exactly, " Ibrahim added, crossing his arms with a smirk .
" I am bored Nafisa please pretty please " I folded my hand blinking my eyes rapidly .
" Okay...... But if bhai knows then " she raised her one eyebrow challenging .
" Then we will ask him to join us, " I said confidently .
" Yeah right !" Myra came .
" Khalid doesn't even smile " she cross her arm .
" And you are expecting him to play cricket, " she laughed .
" Well I am just being polite, '' I answered .
" Anyway " I clasp my hand .
" Who is ready to play ??" I question looking at their faces .
They all looked at eachother " we " they raised their hand .
I jumped happily " then let's go..."
Surprisingly other people joined us too in the garden as we divided the team .
" There will be two captain " I announced adjusting my cricket cap as all kid line in from of me .
" One will be obvious " I pointed my both hands toward my direction " Me " I nodded .
" Second will be -" I was cut off by Khalid voice .
" What's going on here " and here comes Khalid wearing black t-shirt with a V shape neck and with his broad chest . Why is he so handsome
" I ask what's going on " he claps his thumb in front of my face .
I glanced at everyone , they were all silent like they just saw a ghost appear in daylight .
I frown then look at the my dear husband confidently " we are playing cricket " I finish with a smile .
" You are playing cricket here ! In my house ?" He asked in disbelief .
" Yes I am in fact " I pointed the bat at everyone " we all are " I smirk .
He looked at me like I had grown two horns. " What are you six ??"
" That's what I said '' Ibrahim chuckled but quickly shut up when Khalid glanced his way .
Great, he is scared of Khalid too...
" I married you to make your life hell because your father betrayed me , you haven't come to a picnic YOU IDIOT ". He gritted .
I sigh " yeah I know you are a BIG BAD MAFIA " I said in a man voice .
I heard someone chuckled but the moment Khalid turn they all quiet down .
" You see Mr. Mafia , we " I pointed at us " are human being and we are tend to get bored "
" Human nature you know " I shrugged " so if you excuse us " I put the bat on my shoulder .
" Some serious cricket match is going to start here " I adjusted my cap again for style .
He stared at me for a few seconds okay okay glared at me !
He shook his head " idiot " he muttered annoyed then started to walk away when I called him out .
" MR. Mafia would you like to join us " I shouted .
I heard gasps from Rabiya and Ayesha aunty who were our empire .
He stop then look at me " I don't play with kids " with that he was about to turn when my big mouth open again
" You don't play with kids or you are just scared that you will lose " I smirk .
" Amira... " Nafisa tried to stop me but I raised my hand giving her signal that I can manage .
" You think you can beat me? " he asked arrogantly .
" Easily " I replied with the same tone .
Hel walk toward me again staring intensely " Challenge accepted "
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