“A believer is simple and noble and a transgressor is deceitful and ignoble.”
─ Hadith; Abu Dawud, Tirmidhi.
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ROHAAN
I massage my shoulders with my palms. Roll my head around. I'm so frikkin' tired. A few minutes pass, then I decide to call Ayra.
Ring...Ring...Ring...
She can't even bother to pick her phone up!
Seriously, I'm pissed off.
Relax, Rohaan. Relax.
I try again and after a few rings she picks up.
"What?" She asks groggily.
"What are you doing?" I ask, trying to suppress my anger.
"Nothing."
"How convenient for you." I say.
"Be quiet! Do you know how hard it is to look after a child while you're sick!?" She snaps.
I sigh dramatically.
"I miss Maha." I say with a smirk.
It's her time to sigh dramatically now. My lips compress, wrestling laughter.
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