《THE MAFIAS HIJABIS》Chapter:1
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"I am here for the apartment"three voices said at the same time the owner look at the three girls in different colour hijab one green second blue and third pink and black abaya who were looking at eachother
"Hi plz can I habe the apartment"said the blue one
"No plz me"said the pink one they both started arguying the green hijabi came between them and ont the owner
"Um sir is it possible that we three share the apartment"the other two look at the owner with
"Yes if u all agree"said the owner
"YES"the three of them shouted at once and look at each other
"Ok here is the keys and never forget to give the money on the last day of every month"said the owner they nodded and he leave
They went inside the apartment was big them to live they put their bags and sat on the couch
"Assalamuallaikum I am arisha and u"said the green hijabi
"Waallaikum asallam"both said
"I am rabab"said the blue hijabi"and I am mashil"said the blue hijabi
"Oh where are u two from and how u ended up in here"said arisha
"Oh I am from bangladesh live in the capital dhaka bith ay 15 feb,1998"said mishal
"And I am rabab from india live in delhi B day 1 april,1997"said rabab
"Oh look like we are also in countries too from pakistan peshawar b day 22 oct,1998"said arisha with a bright smile
"PATHAN "they shouted both with amusment expression
"Yes look like u both love pathan"
"Yes yar they are funny as hell now that we got u we will never be bore"said rabab
"Hahaha of course u see these muscles baby they are fill with jokes;said arisha while standing anspd pointing at her arm
"Hahaha nice one yar so how u two ended up here"said rabab
"Got a job interview from here in new york the "romanson company"
Said mishal
"Us too yar u know that is the biggest company in size and success and is run by three brothers at the same time in one office "said rabab
"Yeah pray we three get the job as their personal assistant so we will be togather not at here but in job too"said rabab and they nodded their head
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After they put their things in their own room and wear their clothes they enter the living room
"Yar I am feeling good in now that I am wearing shalwar kamiz with hijab"said arisha
"Yea look like we three got strick muslim brown parents"said mishal
"Yea"said rabab
"Hi guys I know we are new here and tomorrow is our interview why don't we go out to refresh ourselves"said rabab
"If my parents figure out I am dead meat"said arisha
"Me too"said mishal
"I know my too but we are not doing anything haram and beside they are not here"said rabab
They agreecit was 8:00 of the night the girls were out wearing their abaya and same hijab
"Um girls I think we are lost"said rabab
"WHAT"both mishal and arisha shout
"Guys look at their their are colourfull lightning coming from there and music"said rabab
"And the point is"mishal said confuse
Rabab *sigh*"which mean peole will be there too and we can ask the dorection"
"Great idea now my loyal soldiers let's find treasure"said arisha pointing her fonger at the direction
They went inside and smell alcohal and saw girls with shot skirts and top reveling almost of their body
"Ewwwww disgusting smell and disgusting view"said rabab
"Guys I am feeling uncomfortable"said mishal holding her abaya tight
"Guys I know this place is disgusting but our last hope"said rabab with said face
Her friends look at eachother and *sigh*
"Ok "said rabab
They were now in the center of the club everyone looking at them weirdly but they ignore it
After a whole silence rabab said"guys I don't..."she look her surroundings her friends are no where
She got scare and ran and their was a door she enter it and *sight*
And when she open eyes she froze a man and woman half naked they were looking at her and she at them the man has blue eyes,jaw line,pink stresight lips and the girl has long blonde hair ,green eyes,she was just beautiful
Awkward she thought
She was about to leave when a mainly voice call she look back and the man was no longer on the bed but standing only with his pants rabab was red as f***
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He took a step towards her now she is scare
"What are doing here;said alix
"Um...I..I.."she could not say a word but than a female voice came
"Can u answer fast so we could continue terrorist"the girl said in disgust and annoyance
Rabab was angry as f her fear , embarrased was gone
"What did u say u pease of trash and me terrorist excuse me u are not any better u racist at least I don't whore around with men wirh ur plastic ass"rabab said the girl was angry now u can tell
She was now in front of rabab "what did u say"she yell at her and was about to slap her but rabad catch/hold her hand
"Zaban sambal ka bate karo"she said dandgerously
(watch ur tongue)
And leave the room and luckily find the exist and saw her friends with angry favpce
She reach them
"Where were u guys and what happened"
Mishal and arisha look at her
mishal said angrily"I just saw two.people making out and that girl shout at me too and insult me I slap her"
"The same happened to me but I did not slap her I only insulted her"said rabab
"Hahhahah"arisha laugh evily
Both her friend look at her
"That happened to me too but different"her friends look at her confuse
"Then what different happened"said rabab
"It went like this..."
FLASHBACK:
"Yari I don't think...."she look around her friends no where
She ran as as she could "yari they leave me in this haram place allah allah allah madad"without her knowing she enter the room
*sigh"shikar da ta za os sahi yam"she said brearhing heavily
(Thank I am alright)
She look up and boom same as rabab scene but with twist two male one female one man was in the middle and a ma le and female on the each side
But she did not feel embarrassed but disgust at threesome cause it was her first time seeing a scene like that
The three of the look at her in disgust the male and female came towards her no fear
"Hi u what ate u doing here u ugly bitch"said the girl no response
"Open ur mouth I whore terrorist"said the boy no response she saw the man sitting on the couch half nake with one leg on another looking at her he was death gorgeously handsome but that did not affect arisha
She was about to leave when the boy hold her waist now she is angry as f
She glare at him fire in her eyes "leave my hand now"she shout but in scary way
"And what if we don't"said the girl and three of them smirk
"U are asking for it"said arisha and hold the decoratio peace from the bottom and hit the boy he was bleeding from head he let her hand go
The girl was about to punch but miss and than arisha punch her hard and she pass out
"Khanakharab ka bacha ma ta lass ma raw ra"she said and walk out with last glance and saw the handsome man expression surprise ofcourse
(Son of a b**** never touch me)
END OF FLASH BACK:
Her friends were speechless
And she was proud
They went to their apartment prsy and slept
BOYS MINSION:
Three of them were sitting in the living room they told eachother what happened cause rule one for them was tell everything to each other truly
"Wow"said nath both of them hummed
"Well brothers not gonna lie the girl was beautiful even when her hair was covered"said nath
"Yeah I agree with u"said alix
Both alix and nath look at eric
"And baby brother what about urs"said nath
"Nath u forgot he hates girls"alix said
"Yeah but she he must be amused by her cause the way he said she beat max and ella was not normal and more dangerously than ours but still my the best"said nath smiling
"She was gorgeous"said eric said without him realising
His brothers came.back from.their day dream of the girls
And look at his brother surprised even alix was surprised
"Oh dude did u just compliment a girl"said nath surprised
"Maybe"he said said and smile
"Wow we the big Mafias in the world are in love with muslim girls haha"nathaniel said
"Guys she was amazing like she beat both max and ella they are strong people"said eric
"I don't know about u two but I want to have her only mine mine mine"said nath dreamingly
"U are right we will have them only to us now let's sleep we need to find us assistants too"they agree
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