It was passed midnight, and Noor was the only one in the lounge, sulking around.
It was yet another cold night where Arman was running late, a habit he developed after his Abba's death, due to workload, and something Noor was beginning to despise, she hated his this habit of his, because at the end of the day, he was the one left tired and exhausted.
Even though, it was almost a routine of his, but she never cared to adapt to it. She preferred waiting for him in the lounge.
She has started to take care of his small things just as a wife does, whereas Arman couldn't thank his Lord less.
One thing Arman hated was Noor waiting for him, though he loved the thought of it, but it was preferable if she doesn't stay late, sacrificing her sleep. And what if Arman come late, and there is bloo
