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باسم الله الأكثر رحيما

biaism allah al'akthar rahiman

إذا حان الوقت للصلاة، فيرجى الصلاة قبل قراءة هذا لأن ليس هناك ما هو أكثر أهمية من الصلاة

'iidha han alwaqt lilsalaati, fayurjaa alsalaat qabl qira'at hadha li'ana lays hunak ma hu 'akthar 'ahamiyatan min alsalaa

(if it's time for prayer then please pray before reading this because nothing is more important than salat)

ASSALAMUALAIKUM

Here's Chapter 17

It's going to be in THIRD PERSON'S POV and it'll be a short Chapter.

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Enjoy........
Dedicated to my sweet reader @KrishananKrishanan

THIRD PERSON'S POV...

"Assalamualaikum."

"Oh my God. Bilal bhai, i really missed you." Alina said.

"you only missed him and not me." Mahreen said being emotional all of a sudden.

"Ya Allah, of course not. Everyone knows that you're my favorite Bhabi. I  missed you so much. I wish i can hug you but your big belly is in the way." Alina pouted while Mahreen laughed.

"So where's everyone? Ah hah where's your bhabi,i can't wait to meet her." Mahreen squeeled totally forgetting the content she just blurted out.

She'll put me in trouble. Bilal thought.

"What bhabi are you talking about?" Alina arched her eyebrows confusingly.

"Uhh what she meant was she can't wait to see your new sister. Right Habibti?" Bilal quickly covered.

" Y...yes. why are we still standing here. hubibi (darling in arabic) get me a big bowl of vanilla ice cream but first help me sit down." Mahreen commanded while Alina smiled.

Bilal moved towards his wife, placing his hands securely arround her waist and guiding her to sit on the couch while she rested her head back.

"Habibti you know the doctor said you can't eat too much icecream at this stage. You already ate icecream on our way here,you can't have another. Just name anything else and I'll get it for you right away." He tried to reason with Mahreen who began wailing like a child.

"No no no i want only ice cream Bilal. No one loves me here,if i told Bhai to get me ice cream he'll do it right away but no you don't love me anymore just because I'm fat now. Ya Allah is it my fault. Why can't my husband love me. I'll just kill my self or no i'll run away with my baby. He or she doesn't deserve this cruel father who's my husband. How can I love a man who doesn't love me." She spoke in tears. Alina just stared at her in shock while Bilal just sighed. To him it's a normal thing as it's not the first time her hormones are acting up.

"Habibti please understand you can't have another ice cream right now, It's not good for your health. I'm not getting you another ice cream and that's final." Bilal said in a tired voice and her wailing increased.

"Then take me back to my parents house,at least there my brother would let me have as much icecream as i want. If you don't take me to my house this instant then i'll go on my own." Mahreen tried to get up from the sofa only to be pulled back down gently by Bilal.

"You don't need to threaten me everytime. I'll get you three scoops and nothing more." -Bilal.

" If you're going to get me just three scoops then i don't need it. Alina help me to my room,i don't want to see this rajul 'ananiun (selfish man) ." Mahreen scoffed while Alina trew her head back in laughter.

Alina helped Mahreen up the stairs and was about to take her to her room when Mahreen stopped her.

"Alina please get fruits for me, i'll go to my room myself. Just point me towards the direction." Mahreen said.

"okay bhabi. It's the third room to your left but are you sure you'll be okay by urself or should i get bilal bhai?." Alina asked.

"Don't you dare bring him here or i'll give you the silent treatment." Mahreen warned.

Alina raised her hand in surrender. "Okay bhabi, i'll go get your fruits." Alina said walking down the stairs.

Mahreen dragged herself towards her room but ended up bumping into someone who turned out to be Angela.

"Ahh don't you have eyes? Bumping into a pregnant woman. Ya Allah my feet hurts." Mahreen screamed.

"Ooh shut up, you also bumped into me." Angela scoffed.

Did she just talk to me like that?

Ohh she thinks it's easy to carry a baby. Bilal needs to deal with this. Mahreen thought.

She brought her phone out and serched true for his number but then stopped.

"If i call Bilal now. He'll think he's important." Mahreen mumored to herself but Angela heard it anyway.

Angela eyed Mahreen from top to bottom while thinking.

I think she's Bilal's wife that i was told about.

"Oo you must be the famous Mahreen. Bilal told me wonderful stuffs about you, like how you're beautiful and loving but seeing you now, i doubt if he has eyes cause if he did he wouldn't have married you. Don't get me wrong sweetie but just look at yourself,you look like an oversized square watermelon. Darling don't you think Bilal deserves better,i mean he's handsome, rich and all, just set him free." Angela finnaly finished rambling...as Mahreen called it.

"How dare you talk to me in such manner? Who are you to even know what's best for my husband.. Have you seen yourself in the mirror? I'm very sure you're not married that's why you expose your steched marked skin to seduce people's husband but let me tell you my husband belongs to me alone and I better warn you, I'm really dangerous and you don't want to cross me." Mahreen spat throwing a hard glare at Angela like she'll murder her any second. Angela stood there shocked not expecting Mahreen to talk back.

"Lis-" Angela was cut off by Alina's voice.

"Bhabi you're still here?" Alina asked holding a plate of diced fruits in her hands.

"Yeah I'm just telling your guest here, how dangerous i can be when crossed." Mahreen said in a joking way but the glare she throwed at Angela said otherwise.

"Let's go now Alina. I need to lie down." Mahreen said walking towards the direction of her room and nd Alina noded trailing behind with the plate of diced fruits.

Once in the room Alina placed the plate beside the night stand and help Mahreen to lie down.

"Bhabi i need to go now. I have to offer Asr namaz." Alina said.

"Okay. Thank you so much for the fruits." Mahreen said smiling widely at Alina who was already going out of the room.

"Anything for you bhabi." Alina yelled from outside the door. 

**
"Are you serious?" Iman asked while laughing.

"Yes I'm definitely serious. I swear that was the most embarrassing phase of my life. I shouldn't have worn that ball dress with a pencil hill." Fatima laughed along with Iman while reminiscing.

They've both become good friends in just 24hours.

"Well what's the big deal? You're just clumsy fatima. I wear ball gowns and pencil heels most of the time and I've never embarrassed myself." Angela scoffed while taking a seat beside Iman who mentally rolled her eyes.

"What's with you today?"  Fatima asked ."I  couldn't help but notice your strange behavior lately." Fatima said narrowing her eyes at Angela.

Angela looked uncomfortable and a hint of fear and discomfort covered her face which she instantly wiped off and replaced with a scowl.

"It's just that ugly woman Bilal married. She's just so rude and think she's miss universe,i don't know what he see's in her anyways." Angela grumbled.

"Don't tell me you're talking about Mahreen Bhabi? If you are then let me tell you, you're blind, cause Mahreen bhabi is really pretty and kind hearted unless you do something to get her angry, that's not something you want to see and besides Bilal bhai is the one who's lucky to have her." Fatima said and took a bite out of her apple while Iman just stared between the two ladies.

"Aghh whatever." Angela scoffed.

"Assalamualaikum ladies." Alina said walking in.

"Walaikumsalam." They all replied simultaneously.

"Umm Iman have you offered namaz?" Alina asked focusing her gaze on Iman.

"Yes i have?" Iman replied more like questioned.

"Okay then. Go change into something better than lounge pants and let's go." Alina said in a haisty tone.

"Wha- Iman's already booked, she's going with me." Fatima said.

"No she's not. Iman and i had plans to go to bahija's today, she's unwell." Alina explained.

"No Iman agreed to accompany me willing." Fatima explained.

"Who woah you guys calm down. Let just let Iman choose who she'll go with." Angela suggested with a hippocratic smile on her face.

"No way she'll do that cause she's coming with me." Alina said with determination.

" STOP." Iman yelled and they all froze for a second.

"How about we go see Bahija first and then we'll head to the mall like fatima wants, there's still time." Iman suggested.

" Umm that's an excellent idea." Fatima patted Iman's shoulder while Alina remained silent not liking the idea.

"Let's go then." Iman smiled.

"I think you should change first." Alina said in a mild tone.

" Why? She looks absolutely fine to me." Fatima said glancing at Iman.

" Yeah fatima is right. Let's get going Alina." Iman smiled at Alina which she didn't return.

"You guys are just going to leave me here?" Angela asked while laying lazily on the couch.

"Wanna come along?" Fatima asked.

"Nah I'm too lazy to get up." Angela groned.

They all laughed except Alina who had a frown etched on her face.