Jiddatul Khair Complete Writing by Khalisat Haidar .txt

<p>He pulled the blanket tighter around himself, a small smile playing on his lips before he continued his sleep.</p><p>I stood still, marveling at the beautifully arranged room. My eyes wandered to the large bed he lay on—an Italian-style bed in ash, black, and white colors. I turned to look at the wardrobe built into the wall, which matched the bed's colors. Even the shoe rack and the mirror, which was neatly arranged with expensive designer perfumes, shared the same color scheme. In summary, the room's furniture was a complete, coordinated set.</p><p>I looked around the walls and noticed the entire room was decorated with stylish wallpaper. On one side of the wall, a large plasma TV was mounted, with a sleek black stand below it, holding a DVD player and decoder. Turning again, I noticed luxurious curtains in ash, black, and white, tied neatly with elegant ribbons.</p><p>As I walked further, my foot sank into something soft. Looking down, I saw a small center carpet in the middle of the room, matching the color scheme. The cool breeze from the A.C. and the faint scent in the air left me in awe, making me think, Is this really a man’s room?</p><p>I glanced back at him, still sound asleep, before looking up at a shiny, glowing wall clock. It was already 9:30 a.m. I stepped out of the room, curious to explore the house.</p><p>Turning to one side, I saw a door labeled My Gym Room. Intrigued, I quickly stepped inside to take a look. The gym was well-equipped with a variety of workout machines, both electric and manual. After briefly admiring the gym setup, I stepped out and descended a staircase, realizing that the bedrooms were upstairs.</p><p>At the base of the stairs, I encountered what looked like a bar. It was stocked with an assortment of drinks and cups arranged neatly behind what resembled a glass showcase. I shrugged and continued exploring, moving into the parlor. Like the bedroom, it was furnished with ash, black, and white colors. The entire room radiated luxury and comfort, filled with amenities fit for a high-end lifestyle.</p><p>In my heart, I thought, This must be his favorite color scheme.</p><p>I kept wandering around, amazed by the elegance and design of the house, which resembled something out of Europe. Stepping outside, I stopped and gaped. Ma Shaa Allah, I whispered, admiring the well-landscaped yard adorned with colorful flowers and lamp posts that looked like they could light up like the moon at night.</p><p>I turned to see the parking lot, which held over ten cars, including Vibe, Benz, Infiniti, Discussion Continue, Camry, Highlander, Range Rover, CRV, and others I couldn’t even recognize. I walked further out and noticed how quiet the entire street was, confirming that this was indeed a GRA (Government Reserved Area).</p><p>Then I came across a massive golden-brown gate with Mr. Williams Albert’s House boldly written at the top. Shaking my head in admiration, I muttered to myself, What a mansion! It’s almost as if death doesn’t exist in this place.</p><p>Glancing at my wristwatch, I realized it was already 11:30 a.m. I returned to the house, where uniformed workers were bustling about, tending to their duties. Ignoring them, I headed back to the guy’s side to check if he had woken up.</p><p>I entered the room and looked around but couldn’t find him. Opening the bathroom door, I was greeted by a sight that left me momentarily stunned.</p><p>The bathroom was fully tiled, from the floor to the walls. Pristine white bathrobes and towels hung neatly on hooks. There was a washing machine tucked in one corner, and a short staircase led to the bathing area, which housed a glass-enclosed Jacuzzi. The entire bathroom was spotless and filled with a pleasant scent. It was clear that no expense had been spared in designing this space.</p><p>I stepped out to continue my search and heard movement coming from the gym. Peeking inside, I saw him engrossed in his workout, wiping sweat off his face. I tried to catch a glimpse of his face but couldn’t manage it. Resigned, I returned to wait for him.</p><p> </p><p> </p>