An Arranged Marriage - Episode 20

I got stuck with grocery shopping.

Once a week I and my sister conduct draws where we each pick whatever chores we are going to do that week.

Since it's Saturday we did a draw and I got stuck with grocery shopping, ugh.

They know I hate leaving the house but none of them were willing to switch places with me, you want to know why? Foolish me did all the work they were supposed to do during the week. Say, the laundry I did yesterday for instance.

Aroos the betrayer who drew laundry just squealed in happiness before commencing on the dramas she pulled out to watch.

She could not even accompany.

Wench.

Even though I sound angry right now I'm anything but, nothing can cloud the happy bubble that I have built around me right now.

It's not everyday I get flowers delivered to my doorstep, if that's the reward I get for doing groceries? Then please by all means I wanna go grocery shopping for a month straight.

I shake my head at my thoughts as I glance at the list and see that we need milk.

I look down the aisle and I spy the diary product at the end, I wheel the cart there slowly, my leg hindering me a little.

See? This is the main reason they should have accompanied me.

Dark thoughts shroud my happy bubble as I remember my confession to Kane last night, I shudder to think what my sisters will think when they find out that I forced myself into the condition that I am in now..

I grab the gallon of milk and place it in my cart, lifting my head because I feel eyes  on me my eyes collides with that of a woman with a baby, her eyes widen when she sees that my attention is on her.

She quickly looks away and I frown, what? I inconspicuously take a look at my face in my phone, do I have dirt on me?

I see nothing out of the ordinary, except my hair that's piled messily on my head. I look normal, like everyday me.

Weird, I wheel my cart and as I do I notice the wide eyed looks I'm getting, it's beginning to bug me because I hate being out in public in the first place so I quickly get everything we need and wheel to the checkout line.

I'm in a simple yellow tank top, gray sweatpants and blue flip flops, my hair in a messy pile because braiding it would have taken time, I can feel tendrils of it brushing my neck, I look down at my self as the check out clerk stares at me in something akin to awe.

Oh my God is it because I'm not wearing a bra? I didn't think it was that noticeable, I don't have big boobs so I go without a bra sometimes but then again my tank top is old, is it threadbare to the extent that they can see through it?

Horror fills my mind as he rings up my groceries, I pay as he bags them and I bolt as soon as the bag touches my hand, well, as fast as I can bolt in my condition.

The grocery store is just around the corner from my house so I slow down as soon as I get away from the store, my happy bubble coming back in full force to wrap around me.

I grin like a loon as I remember yesterday's events, if my foot would have allowed me to skip I would have.

I turn the corner of my house and I stop dead at the numerous vans sitting on the curb.

Did something happen? Why are there television crews on my street.

I go to grab my phone so I can call Anaya but I remember leaving it at home.

I march slowly, passing some photographers as they converse amongst themselves, they slowly turn to look at me and I look at them too.

Just two more houses before mine, I continue, in this type of situation its best to keep your questions to your self, I've dealt with the media before, it was ugly.

I get lost in my head as my happy bubble wrap around me, as soon as I turn to step off  the curb to my house they fall on me like hounds on prey.

They seemed to be have been waiting for some sort of signal, and me turning into the path to my house was sign enough that I am who they are looking for.

I freeze, stupefied as mics get shoved in my face and camera flashes go off.

"Are you Anadia Razaq?" 

"Are you the new woman of Kane King?" 

"Are you pregnant?" 

"Did you really spend the night at the lighthouse?". 

"What exactly is your relationship with him?" 

The questions pour in but before I can answer an arm wraps around my waist, pulling me from the fray and leading me directly to the house, I walk as fast as my foot can carry me. 

As soon as we clear the doorway he's slamming the door and walking to the window to look through.

A startled Aroofa and a nervous Aroos grab the bags from my hand, Anaya just looks stoic but I can see the worry in her eyes. 

"I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner" Cash smooths voice says and I see he's turned to me. 

I thought it was Kane who saved me but it is Cash, looking at him in day light it's obvious he's Kane's twin. 

"Kane is on his way, he turned his dubai flight back" He says. 

I blink, he travelled?. 

"He's a busy man, he apologizes that he's not here and that he caused you this trouble" Cash says again, his eyes sweeping me. 

"I don't understand" I say and his eyes take me in before sighing. 

I feel Anaya step up behind me and his eyes flick to her.

"We found out that pictures of your date last night was leaked, I found out first, when he touched down in dubai I alerted him and he told me to come straight here and take care of you if need be, by the presence of the paparazzi it's obvious there was need".

"Why? What do they want?" 

He looks at me in disbelief. 

"You are kidding" He asks and I shake my head. 

He looks to my siblings before saying. 

"Seems y'all understand what's going on, why don't you explain shit to her?" He says before turning towards the window and staring out.

I turn to my sisters, my expression must be as confused as I feel inside because Aroofa's face melts into an expression of pity. 

What is going on? 

AN

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