The Hopes and Triumphs of the Amir Sisters by Nadiya Hussain

Author:Nadiya Hussain
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2020-03-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve.

Fatti: I’m running out of ways to keep two teenagers occupied. Help me. xxxxxx

Mae: Lock em up in a cupboard!;)

Farah: Good practice for when our babies are older, though, isn’t it? xx

Bubblee: For God’s sake those kids. I’ll call you on my break X

Abdul-Raheem, as promised, had gone to see his dad. Because he never went back on a promise. Mae had asked to work on her days off but Barry said he’d be ‘done’ for worker exploitation.

‘That’s fine,’ said Mae. ‘Exploit me. I’m okay with it, really.’

It was no use. She’d have to spend her two days off with her family and so she tried to think where the lesser of two evils might be: with Farah and Bubblee, or Fatti and her new family. In the end she’d decided on Farah and Bubblee. Maybe Mae could get a bit more information from Bubs about this whole relationship thing because no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shake the feeling of things moving too fast with Abdul-Raheem. She had got too used to him being around – a welcome break from her family and thinking about things like uni and where her life was going – but it was getting a bit too intense with talk of meeting families. The very idea made her sick with anxiety and not just because he was black, but because she was so young and they’d only been dating a few weeks.

Perhaps this was Mae’s problem: she kept relying on people to distract her from her issues without considering what they were feeling. Is that what Ji Su was getting at when they’d kissed? The realisation dawned on her just as she was pulling up outside Farah and Bubblee’s place and she wondered what type of person this made her.

She’d have to put these thoughts on pause though as she knocked on the front door.

Unfortunately, not much had changed in their household and Mae found herself in the middle of a parenting-type tug-of-war.

‘You have to let her self-soothe,’ exclaimed Farah.

‘Just let her carry on crying her eyes out?’ replied Bubblee, already making her way up the stairs.

Farah grabbed the back of her jumper. ‘Who’s with her all day? I know what I’m talking about.’

‘So, why isn’t she self-soothing yet? Listen to her. She’s hysterical.’

Mae thought that actually, if it was a toss-up between her sisters and nine-month-old niece, her sisters won the hysteria contest.

‘Er, guys?’ said Mae.

‘She’s not hysterical,’ replied Farah. ‘That’s how babies cry.’

‘I have not heard Zoya cry like that before.’

‘You would if you were around more,’ Farah retorted.

‘Guys?’ repeated Mae.

‘Oh God, you’re like a broken record,’ said Bubblee.

‘The record would change if you changed.’

‘Guys,’ exclaimed Mae.

‘What?’ they both shouted, looking over their shoulders at Mae.

‘Oh,’ said Bubblee, noticing the pizza delivery man at the door.

‘Two thin crust vegetarians?’ he said, feebly.

‘Sorry,’ added Mae. ‘I don’t have any cash.’

‘Ugh,’ said Bubblee, stomping down the half-climbed staircase, grabbing her wallet and handing over the cash to the delivery man.

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