KWARTON MANYA BOOK 2 COMPLETE DOCUMENT BY Maman Teddy .txt

<p>She sat on the edge of the bed, scrolling through her phone. She picked up a chocolate bar, took a bite, and tossed the wrapper out the window. Her eyes caught sight of his iPad, which was lying nearby. Without thinking, she picked it up and started playing Subway Surf.</p><p>She got completely lost in the game, munching on chocolate as she played. She was so engrossed that she didn’t hear Bilal enter the room—not even when he walked right up to her.</p><p>Suddenly, he grabbed her ear, and only then did she realize he was standing in front of her.</p><p>"Argh! Please, I'm sorry!" she yelped.</p><p>Bilal sat on the drawer, still holding her ear tightly.</p><p>He pulled her ear again. “What did I tell you last time? You forgot already? What’s wrong with you? Mtswww! You’re still behaving like a child!”</p><p>He reached out to take the iPad, but at that moment, he caught the scent of her hair. Instead of taking the device, he grabbed a strand of her hair and asked, “Why do you always disrespect me? I’m talking to you! Why do you keep disrespecting me?”</p><p>Husna stammered, “T-the battery was low… so I thought… good, I mean—where are the clothes?”</p><p>She blinked rapidly, looking around nervously.</p><p>Bilal scoffed. “Liar. I don’t think you’ll ever be serious. You deserve double punishment!”</p><p>She panicked. “Please! I’ll correct myself! Give me a chance!”</p><p>"Fine," he said coldly. “Either you fix this mess in one hour, or you give me a massage.”</p><p>She quickly stood up, forgetting the iPad was on her lap. It fell to the ground with a crash.</p><p>His expression darkened immediately.</p><p>“Husna, I can’t take this nonsense anymore. I’m fed up with your endless ‘sorrys’!”</p><p>He held out his hand. “Give me your phone.”</p><p>She hesitated, remembering that the important documents were actually in the other iPad, not this one. He didn’t realize that, and she wasn’t about to remind him.</p><p>Bilal narrowed his eyes. “I said, give me your phone!”</p><p>She rubbed her eyes nervously, mumbling, “B-but…”</p><p>Before she could finish, he smacked her lightly.</p><p>"I’m giving you two minutes to bring it!" he ordered.</p><p>Pouting, she left the room and grabbed her phone from the other room. But instead of going back in immediately, she stood outside his door for nearly an hour, debating whether to enter.</p><p>Realizing she had no choice, she finally pushed the door open.</p><p>At that same moment, Bilal was about to open it from the inside. The sudden movement caused her to stumble forward—straight into his chest.</p><p>She struggled to pull away, but he held her tightly. They both tumbled onto the couch, staying in that awkward position for two whole minutes.</p><p>Bilal held onto her wrist, lost in thought. Then, as if snapping back to reality, he suddenly let go and shoved her away.</p><p>"Ugh. Useless," he muttered, getting up and storming out.</p><p>Husna was furious.</p><p>As she stood up, her eyes landed on a Family Card of his. A mischievous smile crept onto her lips. She picked it up and slipped it into a small zippered pocket inside his bag. Then, satisfied with herself, she left.</p><p>She met up with some of her friends in the U.S., and they sat together, chatting and laughing.</p><p>Ten minutes later, Captain Bilal returned.</p><p>The group greeted him politely.</p><p>Asmeey, still seated with her friends, smirked and said, “Well done, Brother.”</p><p>Because people were around, Bilal forced a smile. But as he passed her, he stomped on her foot and pulled her ear.</p><p>“Well done, Husna.”</p><p>Then he turned and walked inside.</p><p>—</p><p>Later that evening, as Asmeey returned from escorting her friends out, she accidentally bumped into Bilal.</p><p>His face twisted in irritation. “Where is my CARD?”</p><p>She blinked in surprise. “Who, me?”</p><p>He clicked his tongue. “Yes, YOU. Mtswww. Stubborn lady.”</p><p>He glared at her. “I’m talking to you! Give me my CARD, or else we’re staying here all night!”</p><p>She put on a pitiful face. “I swear, Sir, I didn’t see it!”</p><p>His patience snapped. He slapped her.</p><p>“You stupid girl! Do you think I’m your mate? You always take everything as a joke! Mtswww! Fool.”</p><p>Fuming, he walked back into his room.</p><p>Asmeey followed him, kneeling on the floor, crying.</p><p>He shot her a glare. “Get out. I don’t want to hear noise.”</p><p>She only cried louder.</p><p>Irritated, he yanked her up by the shoulders and shook her. “I SAID KEEP QUIET! Don’t make me repeat myself!”</p><p>But she kept crying.</p><p>Annoyed, he smacked her again.</p><p>She stuck out her tongue as she sobbed.</p><p>Bilal smirked darkly. Then, without warning, he grabbed her face and bit her tongue lightly with his teeth.</p><p>She yelped in pain and pushed him away, slipping to the ground as she caught her breath.</p><p>He laughed mockingly. “Do you want me to do it again?”</p><p>She shot him a glare.</p><p>He glared back. “Who do you think you’re staring at? Look at your eyes—like an owl’s eyes.”</p><p>She pouted. “Well, Allah gave them to me, not some useless big-headed man.”</p><p>The way she said it almost made him laugh, but he held it in.</p><p>Instead, he grabbed her chin. “Husna, I’ve never met—or even lived with—a cheeky girl like you! Why are you so rude?!”</p><p>He shook his head. “If you didn’t know how to do your job, I would’ve kicked you out a long time ago…”</p><p> </p><p> </p>