My friend
920 Words
Mubarak stepped into the house with Khira and the assistant followed behind in silence.
Prepare dinner for her. He instructed before following her.
Dad, what were you thinking about?. Khira asked with blinking eye balls.
You want to know?. He asked back and opened the door to her room.
Yup!. She answered.
Alright, It's based on a condition though. He said and she slipped into her room slippers and pulled off her hijab before jumping on the bed.
Go ahead. She said authoritatively , placing her hand on her chin.
Mubarak saw this and chuckled loudly.
This girl won't be the end of me.
What? You're giving in ?... no worries, i won't scold you alright. She said like a comforting mother.
Okay …okay. He said unable to control his laughter.
Alright, which friend have you made so far?... you know, since when you started going to the masjid.
Oh!. Yes. Why are you asking? She said cautiously.
This father of hers can be something at times .
Really?. Do you know her by her name?. He quickly asked, probing his neck further.
He was surprised she could mingle. She has been the all silent one since she couldn't see her Mother anymore and only speaks with him.
What changed?. He was very curious. Not wanting his daughter to have fallen prey to bad peer pressure.
Of course, he has to be very protective of her .
She is the billionaire's daughter.
Well…..she prolonged the “well” and twisted her lips playfully. I don't know her name.
That's not right though. You can't just trust people like that. He told her as a matter of fact.
I know dad . You are the best dad in the world. Love you. I can't live without you… blah ..blah blah..She kept raining praises on him while gesturing for him to leave at the same time.
He saw her like this and just shaked his head slowly. She is his only weak point.
Rahmah's POV.
I opened my eyes grumpily while stretching like a cat on the bed and pulled away the black duvet off my body.
I entered the bathroom, brushed my teeth and wiped my face with warm water.
Hmm. I am ready to eat sahoor. I jogged down the stairs and met my father arranging the table.
Assalamu alaykum daddy . I greeted while going over to sit.
Wa alaykum Salam my princess. Did you wake up for tahajjud?. He asked in response.
Yes, I did. I replied .
That's good. Keep it up. He said,
Alright ...Alright. Will do. I responded.
What did you prepare? I asked.
Your favourite. He replied while stretching the table cloth.
Oooh. Tsk , tsk ...Did your wife take a leave? . I asked sarcastically while whirling a mouth full of pasta.
He looked at me with pouted lips before answering me. She's off, also your brothers would be back today.
Really? Rayyan, Al Ameen and Ateeq are coming home? I am so happy.
I grinned widely when I remembered those rich brothers of mine.
I became overwhelmed with joy and ate just a little for sahoor.
Rahmah, you better eat more. My dad told me when I was about to stand up.
Dad, I am full already. Moreover, I am attending a lecture later in the day.
Alright. Be careful. He said while I ran towards the stairs in light footsteps.
**** The sun is fully out in the sky , shining and a black Rolls Royce can be seen shining below it , moving with lightening speed. ****
Oh my.... oh my . I almost forgot dad. There is a lecture being held at the masjid today. Khira said while adjusting her black scarf.
Do you have to attend?. Mubarak asked with a displeasing look.
Of course, I wanna go listen to the word of Allah. No one wants to miss that. She said in a cute voice.
Don't be ridiculous. Did Allah speak to the sheikh directly?. Mubarak asked her while tugging at his tie slowly and swiftly.
Good lord. Dad, don't tell me that you don't know about the Quran being the word of Allah. She said with twitched lips.
You... Mubarak could only grit his teeth and instruct the butler to pull over when he gets to the masjid.
Emmm.... oh right!. You don't have to send me body guards. I have got a friend to take care of me. She replied with a cute voice
Whatever. He rolled his eyes in response.
Dad, are you jealous?. She teased.
Nah, why would I be?. He responded.
But , your face says otherwise.
You are learning nonsense at school these days. He said.
What a way out!. She said with a tinge of mockery.
A few minutes later, the Rolls Royce pulled over at the front of the masjid and the car was opened by Mubarak for Khira.
Ohhhh...jazakumullahu khayran ya abbi. She said with a wild smile and he just scoffed at this.
What a being?!. Always buying him with a smile.
Khira ran over to the figure she saw from afar and jumped on her.
Oh , the little one. Rahmah called and lifted her from the ground.
Yes , it's me. My dad also came with me today.
Really?. Rahmah asked and also turned around at the same time to come face to face with Mubarak.
He is?.... She trailed in question.
My Best Daddy. Khira replied giggling loudly.
Mubarak frowned at the sight before him.
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