We salam and entered the house. Mom was coming out from the kitchen when she spots us. I heard something drop in the door and when I turned around, I saw my sister widened her two eyes in fear. I don't know what to think but, seeing her reaction just now made me believe that it was certain about what Zuwairah had said about her.
"Zu... Zuwairah?" She shuttered. "What... What are you doing here?" She questioned her.
"I'm sorry Ma-" I cut her off before she could finish her sentence.
"Sister, that's not the issue for now..." I said.
"Farhan, what's this girl doing in my house?." My mom asked in not so welcoming tone.
I know non of them ever liked her. Right from the day I had brought her home to meet them, they never liked her. They all believe she is not the right girl for me but,
