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Yasmeen entered his house, close the door gently and turned around only to find Yamir sitting on the couch glaring at her. "Where the hell are you coming from?." He bursted angrily at her. She jerk up from shock. She wasn't expecting to see him now. "I went to my quarters and to help Umma from..." She corrected herself as she recalled what she just call Ummu Jalal in front of Yamir. "I mean, I helped Ummu Jalal at the main kitchen." She explained herself even though, his question some how sound stupid to her. Normally, she doesn't stay with him for 24 hours. It only started now that he is sick and, she could see that he is now fine. She just don't get why he is asking her such question when she is not even his wife or sister. She is just a maid and off course, he can't expect her to b

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