The Life Of Aishah✓

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Aishah

I WOKE UP the following day around 9:30am,I didn't know I slept so long. I went straight to the bathroom and brush my teeth performing my ablution having a late salat

I wore my flipflop and left my room to check on Fareedah no one was in their room and I decided to call her,I took my phone and dialed her number which she took immediately

"I'm so sorry Aishah,we have to go and you look so beautiful in your sleep that we decided not to bother you,I will come over soon"she says as soon as she picks my call

"You know how to blab so much,I will see you when I see you so talk to you later I'm hungry"I said hanging up the call,I decided to call Rukkayah and Aliyah to thank them for escorting me to my new home

I search for the kitchen which I later discovered was near to the dining room and search for whatever eatable but couldn't find anything of my interest

I didn't know if Ibrahim was at home or not and I couldn't call him cause I don't have his number,I decided to go back to my room on trying to open the door to my room,I heard giggles across the other room and I got frightened

It was a female voice and I was sure I'm the only female in this house,I got scared and went back to the kitchen picking a turning stick,I tiptoed to the area I heard the voice and slowly open the door

The door clicked and the door swung open,out of reflex I raise my turning stick in an act of defence but brought it down slowly when I saw an angry Ibrahim who was laying on the bed half naked revealing his packs and a shocked lady who is also almost naked laying on top of Ibrahim covering themselves up with a duvet

"What are you doing in my room?!"Ibrahim roared and I got scared dropping my turning stick

"I... I .. thou...thought...."I started stammering so scared to form words

"Will you save yourself the stress and get your filthy ugly self out of my room and the last time I checked I warned you never to come inside my room"he yelled and I couldn't help but start sobbing

"You never showed me your room"I said with the little voice I can muster

"Get out right now!!!"he roared and I turned around immediately trying to ran away from him when he finally stopped me with his next words

"Will you take this thing out of my room"he says angrily and I turn around picking the turning stick

"I'm sorry"I muttered

"Sorry for yourself"he said shutting the door at my face,I went back to the kitchen and drop the turning stick

I went back inside my room and started crying my heart out,I hate him I hate Ibrahim with so much passion at the moment

After crying for hours my phone started ringing and it was my mom,I tried clearing my voice before picking the call

"I'm so sorry Aishah I was so extra busy and I forgot I have to bring you food, how are you and your husband?"my mom asked and I remain quiet for awhile

Am I really a married woman now?

Am I really Ibrahim's wife and he's meant to be called my husband?