My Twisted Mafia

Family

Days flew and they found themselves living as the family they were.

The girls found a way to occupy their days, Ilham taught Isqaar to cook various dishes ..
they re decorated the house except strictly not the Ahmed's room and the room next to Ahmed's .
Well they enjoyed the indoors chores it's not like they had a choice.
They were not allowed to go out and most of the time Jafar stayed back as their bodyguard no matter how much they enjoyed his company Ilham insisted they didn't need a babysitter

As for the men they were extra busy, they went back to the mafia but explained to the girls that they needed that to buy more time.
They understood but it bothered them that Naseer and Ahmed were always busy in the study..

sometimes they missed their meals, some days they never came back home.

As Ahmed thought Sabri did calm down.. after looking for Ilham for few days and noticed that she was missing he let it go for the time being.

Naseer was trying his best to avoid Ilham.. but that was just hard when they lived in the same house

" Are you avoiding me?"

Naseer turned and shut the book he was reading

" Ilham what the hell.. you are not allowed in the study" he glared at her

" Is that why you practically live in here.. because I'm not allowed" she glared back

He rolled his eyes " don't give yourself credit.. I'm working"

" Is your work that important that you can't get out to see me?" She asked

" Yes it's very important.. it's gonna get us outta here. And why the hell should I come to see you?" He snapped

" Well... I---

" Listen Ilham, you insisted I let you love me.. can you please do it quietly in a corner somewhere you irritate me.. I can't stand you'' he said coldly

There was a flicker of pain in her eyes

" You don't want to see me.. you could have just said that" she said her voice shaky

She placed a canned soda on the table he didn't even notice she was holding

" I thought you might be hungry" she said quietly before shutting the door

She quickly wiped the tears that forced their way down.

" He took it?" Isqaar asked her eyes on the board

"Hmm"  Ilham said

" Check mate " Jafar jumped up cheering " I win"

Isqaar threw her hands and glared at him..

" why are you even cheering don't you get tired you win every time" she complained

He laughed
Ilham rolled her eyes

" He said thanks" she said

" Let's play again" Isqaar said

" You guys..!!" Ilham shouted

" you've been playing chess for weeks.."

then she turned to Isqaar
" and you've always been loosing"

Jafar and Isqaar exchanged looks

" It's okay Ilham .. you can join us"  Jafar said

Ilham blinked twice ...

" Not the point"

But she sat down anyway

" What are we doing today?'' Isqaar asked