Bride For 7 Months (Halal Love Story) ( #Book 1 Of Brides Of Ozturks series)

Chapter 14__Trap

Kulsum's POV-

I hurriedly made my way to my room as soon as they left.

And I don't know why but I was feeling sick to my stomach as my brain was replaying the sight of Esra and Abdul Razzaq.

I took a shower and something distracted me.
I suddenly remembered the word Abdul Razzaq used to call me.
Melekim.

Out of curiosity I Googled it. And the translation shook me to the core.
Melekim means 'My Angel'.

My cheeks instantly heated as my tummy did a back flip.
And I didn't realised that I was blushing like crazy.

I quickly came to my senses and went downstairs to the dining hall.
I witnessed Abdul Razzaq and Esra beside each other.

And Abdul Razzaq was listening to her with sheer interest.
His whole attention was at her that he didn't even realised that I entered.

I mean why would he pay attention to me? My subconscious taunted.

I took a seat next to Aslinan and focused on my meal.
Esra kept glancing at me as she chatted and laughed with Abdul Razzaq.

And surprisingly she seemed way too sophisticated than usual and he seemed to be a lot more interested in her.

My instincts were screaming to just jab a fork in her eyes and choke her to death.
But I just took a deep breath and calmed down.

After the breakfast, everyone got up and left and there were only me Abdul Razzaq and Esra were present.

I was picking up dishes when they both got up.
Suddenly Esra's heels twisted and she fell to the ground.

I quickly rushed to help her but Abdul Razzaq did it before me.
"Oh my goodness, it looks like I sprained my ankle." Esra groaned.

"Here let me take you to the living hall." I offered to help her.
"Oh no it's okay I think I can handle myself." She gave a weak smile.

She tried to walk again but tripped. And then something unbelievable happened.

Abdul Razzaq held her hand and helped her reach the living room.
I clutched my fists tightly as anger boiled inside me.

But I shook all the thoughts away and headed towards the kitchen.
I was doing my work peacefully when Esra entered several while later.

"Esra...why are you here? Shouldn't you be resting?" I asked confusingly.
"Oh no I'm feeling completely fine thanks to Abdul Razzaq." She smiled evily.

Ugh! I swear I want to punch her in the face. Next time she mentions him again I'll crush her!

"Uhuh, I'm sure he did!" I just banged the plates on the table.
"Geez! Relax...oh my God are you jealous?" She smirked.

"What nonsense why would I be jealous?" I avoided meeting her eyes.
"I wouldn't blame you if you are honey, I'm just so perfect that he only has eyes for me." She flipped her hairs.

That's it! She has crossed all the limits.
I finally turned to her.
"What the hell do you mean huh?" I folded my arms.

"Oh please, everyone knows that you guys are in an arranged marriage, and he doesn't even like you. You know whom does he likes? Duh...me of course. I mean we've known each other since childhood and we're basically perfect for each other. And today it got proved." She scowled.

Okay I'm done! That's enough! Who does she thinks she is. My blood boiled with rage! I'm not staying quiet any longer.

Abdul Razzaq's POV-