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BORNO EMIRATE COUNCIL.

Suhayr grumbled as she settled the clothes she removed in her laundry basket then move to change to one of her new pajamas set. She tied her hair in a low ponytail, clean her face off any makeup and made her way out of the room wearing some expensive looking flip-flops that surely belongs to her husband. He made her got dressed in such beautiful dress but he was only planning on sending her to jail for revenge. She is much more angry about crinkling her new clothes than the jail stuff, she hates when she gets dressed to have ruined plans. That is when you will see another side of Suhayr. She hates taking too much laundry but since there are so many maids, it's okay.

She wants to go and have early dinner before that man comes back and ruin her whole day with the mere sight of him. She really hopes he won't be back soon, she don't want to see him for the whole day till she sleeps. Maybe she can bear seeing his grotesque face in the morning, just not that moment. The guy seriously needs filter to his mouth. She knew she can be really hurtful too with her words but she just can't take it coming from someone who isn't her. She could take them all from Najaah but not him, he is not really like that.

Then again, whose fault is it?

Upon arriving at the dining table, she found him sitting on the chair he always sits on and from the looks of it, he just arrived there. Her eyes turn into slits, irritation and wrath filling her up. Swallowing up her anger, she snarled and made her way to sit opposite of where he is sitting, where she always sits too. She didn't utter a word neither did he which annoyed her the whole more, she will surely annoy him like she has planned on doing but how? She won't let him go unscathed after comparing her with a dog, she needs to do something to make them even.

"Bring my food." He announced to one of the maids standing beside them by the farther end of the dining table. His eyes are staring at his hands sitting quietly on the table like a kid getting scolded, she is not even doing anything.

"This is your dinner." Suhayr pointed at the smoked chicken pasta she bought earlier from the amazing restaurant, the logo calmly decorated on the paper bag while she eats the new food cooked in the palace, spaghetti bolognese.

"Reheat it!" He ordered one of the maids calmly and that isn't what Suhayr wanted to hear coming from him after what she's said. She really was looking forward to something entirely different from those two words.

She wanted him to throw tantrums and ask her not to interfere or even ignore her but he just accepted that they should reheat it for him? No, she don't like this obedient motherfucker at all, she wants the other one that will defiantly disobey her. Gosh, did someone take away her husband and brought another carbon copy of his? She can't imagine Sa'eed been this respectful to anyone talk less of her whom he hated more than anything. No scratch that, he won't respect her but this is the guilt of what he did about the whole kiss and it shall wear off soon.

She kept quite and ate her fresh made food which is his favorite but she won't let him eat it. She didn't want something heavy for the night but because of him, she has to. After she finished eating, she made her way to their room and lie down to sleep comfortably on his side of the bed just to look for his trouble again that night. Will he wake her up again and ask her to move away or is he going to hit her like she's done back in her home? If he really forgives her or is guilty about what happened between him and his ex wife, he would do none of it so she pretended to be asleep to see what happens.

"Gosh Suhayr, you are hopelessly in love with trouble." Her subconscious laughed evilly while patting her back, she could only agree.

Few minutes later, she felt him moving her body away from his side of the bed gently like she is some fragile glass. His hands are only touching her arm, and the side of her calf, making her shiver. He stopped his movement then continue to shift her again, after that was done, he took the duvet from the edge of the bed and close her body. Maybe he thought that shiver was because of cold, it was the effect his body is suddenly having on hers that annoys her to the deepest core. How can a mere touch from the tartar make her feel like that? It's illegal!

Whenever she thought about him in a good way, she will think about the kiss they'd shared hours ago. She didn't know she could act all dominant or he would possessively draw her to his body but he did, it was surprising seeing that. And the worst of it all is that she enjoyed every little bit piece of that kiss, she hates herself for that. She wants to do it again and again which is so very unlike Suhayr Imraan Khalid, she never likes what she's hates from the beginning. Is Sa'eed special or does he possess some evil power so suddenly?

"You've changed something in me today, I don't know what but I will find out what you did to me today." She heard him whisper atop her forehead, his breath fanning the baby hairs on her forehead. Though she didn't exactly make out his words with the sleep lulling her and the heat from his body emanating from his to hers, she felt really sleepy.

And then she feel asleep with a smile on her face for some peculiar reasons.

The next morning, Suhayr awoke feeling energized and happy for a reason unknown to her. She made her way to their bathroom and took a long bath, she woken up way early that even Sa'eed is lying calmly on their bed. And the day having being weekend, it means he won't leave the house early or even the whole day, not that it mattered to her. She came out and meandered to the walk in closet where she mar her body with lotion then thought about it again, she wants to go around the place which means lotion is not a good option.

She wants to go out and roam around the castle, also jog the morning away as it was beautiful with bright sun beaming in the sky. Normally when she does that in her hometown, she wears her gigantic sweater that swallow her whole and add yoga pants then she leaves for the day. She didn't bring the sweaters because they took up so much space in her trolley so she gave them out to the hobos outside her apartment building, she did something good the day she was about to leave. At least, some people will think she's changed before she left the country, aw.

An idea clicked to her head, she changed into a scoop neckline frost white singlet, a grease black yoga pants and made her way to Sa'eed's side where few of his clothes are. She found a sweater in his side, a very colossal one that swallowed her till her upper knee, whoa. She beamed, just the type of sweaters she loves which means Sa'eed's clothes are going to be her own very soon. The weather is a bit chilly, she added an eggplant coloured scarf around her neck, close her hair with a beanie then she is set to go for her jogging.

Leaving the chamber without waking up Sa'eed proved to be tricky but she did it anyways. She took in a deep breath and started making her way out of their chamber's gate to another wing she has never been to. She whistled as she walk around, seeing the maids working early in the morning, the gardeners giving water to the flowers around while some of the guards walk out from somewhere not even fully dressed in their uniform to start their days. Are they this tacky or is it that she just woke up too early?

Shortly, she found herself in another chamber, the doors are opened so she sneaked inside. It's not like she is going to be arrested for entering a chamber she isn't invited to, is she? Whatever, she is also part of the family now and she can go anywhere she wants to without the fear of getting caught and thrown into dungeon. Really, she even forgot about dungeons for a little while there since Sa'eed forgot to threaten her again. If that happens, she will make sure everyone knows Suhayr is not to be messed with, she avenge even the bite of a mosquito.

There are rows of doors in this chamber, those eyes bleeding paintings are also there, a red carpet closing every inch of the hallway like all the chambers she's been to. Taking a step further, she keeps walking till she gets to a door where some pink glitters are painted on the oak hickory door. This room belong to either a kid or a girl who wants to make sure her room is separated from all others, the place looks lifeless but the door gave the vibe that someone lives there and another side of Suhayr is very curious.

Without knocking, she entered, yeah, that was mannerless but she is curious to see who this person is. She blinked once, twice, thrice then adjusted to the shouty colour the room has, a room any teenage girl would love to have, Suhayr included since she is a fan of girlie colours too, which girl isn't?

Taffy pink and mauve, everywhere.

The wingback link bed is seasoned with mauve bedsheets encasing every inch of the mattress. By the sides of the bed are bedside drawers where two cute lamps are placed on with a digital alarm clock. Just beside the bedside drawers, there is a huge window that help the sun illuminate the room with natural light. A little after the window is an enormous bookcase that is filled with so many books, beside it is a bag hanger filled with many designer bags Suhayr never thought of buying her whole life till she got married to Sa'eed.

Then there is a pink wardrobe right beside the hanger too, it is huge with many doors, she counted six of them. Again by the side of the wardrobe is a shoe rack, so many rows of shoes filled in the place and it just explains just how girly the person in this room is. The walls are painted mauve, still with three of those eye bleeding paintings hung on the wall. Suhayr won't understand what they are seeing in those ugly paintings, really. I can't wake up to this each and every morning, not happening on her watch.

A white rug sat in front of the bed while on the other side of the room is a mauve chaise and coffee table. Whoa, Suhayr just fell in love with the room but she fell deeper upon sighting something she hasn't used and seen in ages. Something that makes her childhood perfect, brought out the happiness in her and took away all the troubles she's had with the orphanage. That thing is the only object that attached so many lovely memories to her childhood. Her foster mother made her home, every girl's dream and kept her safe in her arms with it.

A grand Steinway and son's piano!

Even though when she was younger, she could only use the spinet one in the teaching school as they don't have such expensive piece. The woman that taught her how to play the piano left the country just when she has perfected her practice and was about to start playing it to the public. Something she didn't get to do because she was heartbroken that the woman left her all alone. They had this connection, personal one that they alone understand but duty calls so she left like every other person does.

Since then, Suhayr never played piano as it brought back bittersweet memories from the past which she can't stomach. Her eyes glisten with tears but she move closer to the pricey object that is getting illuminated by the sun rays, a window sat right in front of it. Whoever it is that owns this room certainly has her heart in it, she loves playing piano but stopped just because she can't hold the pain of it. It brought this onslaught of anguish to her chest whenever she tried playing it.

She won't be able to hold back today though, she needs to play this or never forgive herself.

So she sat down on the hickory coloured piano bench, albeit slowly. Her hands moving to touch the fall board, music rack, the opened lid and lastly, the keyboard. This thing always manage to clam her down and bring the inner peace she never want to dwell on. This is where she feels connected to another earth all together, where her tranquil lives and she hasn't felt that in decades. This is her home, she wants to continue playing on and on to remember her times with her foster mother.

With a deep breath, she placed her hand on the keyboard, her chest expanding in felicity. She swallowed the thick lump that is trying to stop her from playing and then she press on the first key, just like that, she took off into her own world serene, her frith and heaven. This is also a place where her foster mother would always encourage her to go on, to move, to soar up, to let go, to smile, to cherish any loved one, to keep the bad past away, to shine bright, make the future amazing and to be happy.

She started playing 'Blues in the Night by Katie Melua' not knowing that she has an audience videotaping the whole thing.

When she was done, placing her finger on the last keyboard, she released a breath she didn't know she was holding and her face break into a breathtaking smile as she gaze outside the window at the sun. The sun hit her face, making her shine bright and the feel of sunbathing only bring her further into the world filled with flawlessness, impeccable and faultless. She could only remember her time with mother of fairy, her piano teacher, that is what she calls her.

And got startled with a loud applaud echoing throughout the room, she screeched and almost feel of the bench only to hold herself at the last minute. Meandering her head to where the voice is coming from, she came face to face with a girl, probably the same age as Thuraiya holding her latest iPhone that seems to be filming her some minutes ago. She has a wild smile etched across her lips showing her white pearls, her eyes bright with cheerfulness and zeal.

She looks familiar, then it clicked, she must be her sister in-law too!

Just how many are they? First it's Juwairiyah, then Adam, Shaheed and now this stranger no one told her about. Suhayr stared at her with accusation as if she is not the one that just trespassed into her room, she can't help it. She hates when she doesn't know something and she does not know about this girl staring at her like she is some goddess so just imagine the reaction she has on her face seeing the girl.

She also just got in her time with a piano. Whenever she finished playing, she likes to spend five minutes replaying the calming beats of her hands on the keyboard. The girl looks like she just came out of the bathroom since Suhayr didn't see her when she came in. There is also a door behind this said lady, so her assumptions need to be true, this girl is related to her husband.

"My name is Nafisa and you are in my room." The girl introduced, moving forward to stand where Suhayr is from the other end of the room in seconds. Could she be vampire?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Suhayr, Sa'eed's wife." She stuck her hand out to shake the girls but was surprised when the girl jumped on her in a hug.

"Oh, my God! You are the beautiful lady the maids kept gushing about who married my brother?" Nafisa cooed after pulling away to stare at Suhayr who got completely taken aback by the physical contact. She couldn't push her away even with her hate for physical contacts, she is a stranger and Suhayr is nice to nice strangers.

She don't like those things bit she didn't mind Nafisa's? Why? Is it because she's kissed her brother the day before and likes it?! Bad, bad, bad, Suhayr.

"I think so." Suhayr shrugged, examining the girl in front of her from head to toem

She seems to be around sixteen or seventeen, just growing up and hitting puberty. She is wearing a denim skinny jeans, fuscia pink cowl neckline and regular sleeves sweater, she has her dark hair parked classic bun atop her head with stud earrings. Her legs are enclosed in pink loafers, she looks beautiful and has a little darker skin than her other siblings but beautiful nonetheless. She is way finer than Juwairyah too, catching up to Sa'eed but hasn't reached there just.

She is really cute.

"Nah, you are really beautiful and more so in reality. Those photos did you no justice." Nafisa kept gushing while staring unmovingly at her face. Suhayr would've asked her to stop staring like her brother but she kept shut.

Two of them are rude while the other three are nice, at least the nicer ones are more.

"Thank you, you are pretty too." And the girl blushed, she really did blush then look away. Something Suhayr can't remember doing because of a compliment, she knows she is beautiful so it never mattered.

"Thanks." And then she started talking...