~ Just because that person didn't react, dosen't mean they didn't notice.

Amyrah

Rolling on my bed, my thoughts were clogged with aunt's words. With a sigh, I climbed out of bed. Looking at the time I found out that it was 2 pm. How come I was in bed for so long!?

I convinced myself that the clock had the wrong time. After a quick shower, I ran downstairs with my hair dripping wet.

As I was about to yell a greeting, I stopped in my tracks, my eyes finding a new visitor.

Mrs. Malik.

"Amyrah..." she whispered looking above at me. I descended down the stairs, a slow smile escaping my lips.

"Azreena aunty."

"Darling."

She came forward with her arms wide, her eyes watering. Going toward her I hugged her, not knowing what else to do.

"I am sorry," she whispered.

For? "It's okay."

"I love you, darling. After all these years... I finally found you. You've grown. Just like your mom and dad," saying that she kissed my cheeks and ruffled my hair.

Happy wasn't even a word I was feeling, I was elated. I grinned like a fool. I hugged her again, taking her by surprise. After all these years, there was someone to hold me. Love me. Just like a mother. "I love you too aunty," I whispered in my heart. I didn't even know her. Yet, I feel attached. Maybe it was a feeling I haven't faced. Or maybe I am over reacting.

Was this a motherly hug I never had?

It was then I realized that Mr. Malik was standing there too. I gave him greetings and a sweet smile. He nodded patting my head. "Don't hesitate to tell us if you ever need anything," he said.

I just nodded at him smiling. With one thought, I wish papa was there. A fatherly affection. How I wished I could earn it, but sometimes no matter how much we wish, some things aren't just meant to be ours.

My eyes clouded, but I kept on a straight face. All the while I could feel someone's eyes on me. Aunt. She stared at me without any emotion. I looked away. After her confession, I felt awkward, but at the same time I felt a bubble of happiness enveloping me. For her to do such things for me, meant alot.

Or maybe I was over reacting yet again?

Just before they leave, Mr Malik handed over to me a few papers, whispering, "Your father had left some letters for you." I looked at them with confusion. Then taking a double look, I gazed at the papers with love and clutched them safely in my hand.

Then Azreena aunty turned toward me and said lovingly, "I have to go now. I will come back another time. Here my number, you can call me anytime."

I nodded thanking her. With a nod at aunt, the two of them left, but not before turning back to me and saying, "If you wish, you can come live with me... just for a few days..."

I stared at her, wondering if I heard right. She then said, "Take your time and let me know." With a hug she left.

Live with her? Though she's my family, I just met her so how could I even think of living, least of all staying at their house? My brows furrowed with puzzlement and hesitation.

Looking at my hands, I saw the papers my father had left. Unknowingly my heart soared with happiness and pain.

Just as I was about to go back upstairs to read them, I heard a quiet voice, "Will you go?"

"Um... I don't know..." I muttered. I don't know why but I couldn't exactly face aunt.

"Don't go. I am sure you won't like it there, you'll come back running here again," she said arrogantly.

I frowned. "As if you can predict the future."

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you." With a, "Hmph!" she went to the kitchen. After a moment she shouted, "Come and eat now!"

I didn't know what to make out of her behaviour. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like though she cares, she acts tough and unbothered, but I had a feeling she's much more affectionate deep down.

Then suddenly turning to me she said, "Sorry."

"Huh? Whaaatt!?" Though I understood what she said, I just couldn't digest that she's actually saying that.

"Can't you hear!? I said sorry, child!" She said offended.

Huh? What a way to apologise! I giggled. This was her way of saying sorry.

I said in the same tone. "Hmm. You can't be forgiven that easily hun!"

"Hun!?"

"Yeah, hun! The school principal taught me that. It's probably used for someone who is stupid, I guess," I said shrugging.

Aunt's shoulders shook, it took me a while to realize that she's actually laughing. "So everyone knows you're stupid."

"Hah! So are you hun!" I frowned.

"Well, I am your aunt hun."

"Glad to know hun!"

And that's how we made up, thanks to this so called "hun".

***

Planning an exam for my students was such an amazing thing to do. I smiled gleefully looking at the tough paper. Clapping my hands once I was done, I left my room.

I hummed walking around the house like a ghost with my hair in a messy bun and an oversized dress, more like a pyjama, but not like it bothered me one bit.

I mean who in the world would wear make up, a cute dress, comb the hair neatly and walk around the house? Not me of course, but surely the actresses in all those dramas. They are called actress for a reason, because they act. Bingo!

When I walked past the dining room I heard a sound. Curious, I silently opened the door, but couldn't see anything as the place was engulfed by darkness. It was then I heard a voice.

"Ammar, let's go now. Someone will come."

Oh. Lord. Ammar!? Surely the voice had to be his wife. I didn't know why but my heart began beating twice the normal. I slowly stepped back, when I heard yet another voice.

"So?" I heard Ammar saying smugly.

I took another step back. I felt a tap on my shoulder, eyes widening I opened my mouth to scream, but before I could, the person aka ghost covered my mouth with it's hand pulling me away. The whole while I didn't try to shout because I knew well who this person was. Aunt.

"What are you doing!?" Aunt whisper yelled. "Don't you have shame! Evesdropping on their personal affairs."

"Oh c'mon aunt, I was doing nothing. You simply happened to come at the wrong time," I said frowning.

"Wallah girl, they are a married couple, you must not eavesdrop. It might cause them embarassment or even lead to arguments!" Aunt advised.

I just nodded not bothering to take heed of it. "But I wonder what they were doing sneakily!" After a sudden thought my mouth hung open in shock. I said loudly, "Oh Lord! They were doing some couple stuff!!"

Aunt silenced me saying, "Are you mad!?"

Not bothering to lower my voice I said frantically. "Oh my Lord! They were doing something... Oh Allah! Thank you for saving my eyesight from seeing haraam stuffs---!"

"What's happening!?"

The voice startled me. Ammar! As much as I felt a tint of embarassment, at the same time I couldn't help but feel a tiny bit curious.

"Hey, big bro!" I smirked. "What were you doing alone with your---"

Aunt grabbed my hand and pulled me away, with an astonished looking Ammar and a flustered Rayzah, while I burst out laughing.

Aunt glared at me saying, "After you marry you will feel sorry for doing that!"

"What did I do?" I asked innocently, before bursting out in laughter.

It was then I realized that I had to read the papers papa had left for me.

"Oh shoot! I gotta go, hun!"

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A/N

Hope you liked this chapter.

At first even I didn't know what was "hun", luckily I found it few days back. Btw what's "rn"? Ron? Run?😝