After offering fajr prayers, I went back to bed. Still very tired. Just as I was about to drift into a peaceful slumber, when someone shoved her shoulder violently, making her jerk back and sit right up.
"Utho. Change Karo and come downstairs." His gruff voice reached her ears.
(Get up. Go change)
She looked up at him questioningly, rubbing her face.
"Noor. Training starts today. Now get up." He told her off into his infamous athoritive tone and went to the closet.
I laid back with the comforter fully covering me, with a content smile as I got to sleep again. Getting all the warmth I needed, I closed my eyes, not ten minutes into doze, when comforter was snatched off of me and there stood a pissed off Arman in his white t-shirt that clinged to his body with black sweatpants, all
