CHAPTER 32: His Muse

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~To be a muse is to be a wonder in someone else's eyes, flawless and all~

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Yasmeen

I do not know why Ahmad has been quiet and moody these days, but I do know that every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. If only he could free his mind and share his worries with me instead of being grumpy

"My aunt is in town, we are going to go see her later in the afternoon" Ahmad said, as soon as he saw me coming out of the bedroom

"Good morning love" I said softly

"What's good about the morning?" He asked

"Alright, by what time do you want us to leave the house?" I asked, ignoring his question because giving him an answer will definitely lead to a fight, as usual.

"By 2 pm and I swear I'll deal with you if you waste any time. I know you're bad at keeping to time" He replied

"I'll surprise you today, I'll be ready in no time" I said, with my eyes full of determination

"Whatever" he replied

"What time is it now?  He asked

"It's 9 o'clock" I answered

"Liar, I don't know when you'll stop this bad habit of yours. Now I will never be able to trust anything that comes out of your mouth" he said, with his eye red with anger.

"Hold on please, Which lie have I told? If something is bothering you, don't take it out on me. handle it like a man and stop bitching about it. I've done nothing wrong" I told him

"Then stop lying about everything, no matter how little it might be. when I ask you the time, I want you to tell me the exact hour, minute and second. but don't just tell me it's 9:00am when it's 9:03:06am"

"How petty" I thought

"Who is petty?" He asked, with his voice full of venom

I realized I was thinking out loud when I heard Ahmad's voice and saw his expression. That comment was suppose to stay in my head, but sometimes my mouth has a brain of its own.

"No one" I replied

"Liar! You're lying again" he said

I ignored him, I just can't waste my breath on his none sense.

I did all my house chores and got ready on time. Then we set out for our destination

When I got in the car, I heard a decade old song playing while Ahmad was adjusting his side mirror. I quickly changed it to one of our favourites, thinking that I have done both our ears a favor.

But the look on his face made me realize I have made a very big mistake, he looked at me with his eyes full of disgust and his lips ready to poor acid on my delicate skin

I quickly looked down, waiting for the acid rain he was about to shower down on me.

"This is the song my sister "habiba" listens to every morning, that's why I played it. It's the song I am going to be listening to from now on. How dare you change it? What sort of insanity is this?" He shouted

"Oh! Sorry, I don't know that" I said

I was scared to the bones, Because I know that Ahmad's Vengeance is an insatiable engine fueled by burning wrath generating a boundless galactic nightmare. I'm sure he will do something to get back at me for what I had done.

"Move to the back seat right now, I'm saving the front seat for somebody else" he suddenly said

I carried my purse and phone and quickly moved to the back seat while Ahmad drove with the front seat empty, fully satisfied that he is no longer being attacked by the sight of me.

A few seconds later, He pulled up at Ummy's gate and picked up his brother before we headed to our destination.

I realized I had done a terrible mistake when I remembered that habiba is Ahmad's "MUSE" and he does whatever she does.

She is his favorite sister, his role model, the most perfect being in his eyes, And one of the few women worthy of his praise

But unfortunately, Habiba is one of those people that would kill you and say you enjoyed it if you are silent about your pain

She is so proud of herself. She is always looking down on things she doesn't understand and people she don't really know. And of course, as long as you are looking down, you cannot see something that is above you.

She is the kind of girl that gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next person. It is the comparison that makes her proud, the pleasure of being above the rest. Once the element of competition is gone, her pride is gone.

She is always spending money to buy things she doesn't need or want, to impress people that she doesn't like or people who are clueless about her existence

She knows her way around Ahmad's heart, she knows his greatest weaknesses and she uses it to get what she wants from him. She makes him do whatever she wants without having to ask him openly, she indirectly says it and he acts on it blindly.

She is an opportunist. Sometimes she takes what she wants from Ahmad without him even realizing it, because she knows how to play with his intelligence. She also knows how to influence his decisions and actions and it never works in my favor.

She is the type of sister that never tells Ahmad the truth because she fears being on his bad side, She'd rather see him walk into an open fire than be honest with him. If he gets lucky to come out of the fire alive, she would tell him that he is a brave man and he would love her even more for that

The most embarrassing thing is, she gives him as much respect as you would give to an old, sick, hungry watch dog who is of no value and no longer useful

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