KANWAR MATATA BY FATEEMA S OMAR-1.txt Fatima S Umar Jajira

A young girl came out of the bedroom wearing a pink shirt and black trousers. Her appearance was captivating even though she wore no hat. She was very beautiful but not very fair-skinned. 

*MA'ISHA* is her name, a girl who wouldn't be older than 17 years.

She went straight to the kitchen, prepared tea, and came to the living room. She sat on the carpet and started using her phone while sipping her tea slowly. After finishing her tea, she got up and went back to the bedroom. 

Upon entering, she found *SAFNA* coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. *MA'ISHA* looked at her and said, "Sister, you haven't gotten ready yet? If *MA'IN* comes back, you know you won't be able to go out." 

*SAFNA* smiled and replied, "Hmm, don't mind me, *MA'ISHA*. I have to go out today because you know I spent last night with a fever. Also, you know pregnant women shouldn't have fevers."

"Hmm, I just want to see the day you will give birth, sister. Even now, the baby is small, and you're already so restless. I can't imagine the day you give birth, you will surely give us a headache," *MA'ISHA* said. 

Aunty Safna laughed and said, "Wait until that day, my dear. I also can't wait to have my baby. I will cry tears of joy." 

"May God bring us to that time," *MA'ISHA* replied.

They continued chatting until Aunty Safna finished getting ready and left for the hospital.

Shortly after she left, *MA'IN* came home. He sat in the living room and called Safna, who told him she hadn't returned yet. They had a love chat before saying goodbye.

He tried calling again, but there was no answer. He became irritated and called *MA'ISHA* softly, but she didn't respond. Frustrated, he got up and went to his bedroom, took a shower, changed his clothes, and came back to the living room. Still, there was no sign of anyone in the house.

He headed straight to Aunty Safna's room without thinking twice and found *MA'ISHA* lying on the bed, sound asleep.

He sighed in relief, went to the bed, and started calling her name softly, *MA'ISHA*. 

Half-asleep, she heard her name being called and opened her large white eyes, giving him a charming smile. He said, "Baby, you heard me calling you, but you didn't answer." She sighed deeply, got up, and started looking for a hijab to wear.

He quickly grabbed it, pinned her to him, and said, "Baby, why are you trying to cover yourself when you know every part of your body belongs to me? What are you trying to hide from me when everything about you is mine?"

She tried to push him away, but he held her tighter. With teary eyes, she looked at him and said, "What kind of person are you? You went to an Islamic school, but it seems ignorance is your problem. You are educated, yet you do something not even done in pre-Islamic times." 

He let her go, and she quickly got up from the bed. He sighed and said, "God has tested me with your love, *MA'ISHA*. It's not my fault. Even though you are *MY WIFE'S SISTER*, I am sure I will have you. And don't forget that my marriage to Safna was arranged, not out of love. You are the only one my heart desires. Please accept my love, and I promise to marry you."