Christy stared at Jason and looked at him in the eyes as he spoke.
“But… why do I have to go to my room?” She asked.
“Because… You don’t know how to handle your high.” Jason said.
“Bae yes I do, I just wanna make you feel good…” She said as she got up from the couch and began to walk towards Jason.
Jason held his hand up and started to retreat. “STAY AWAWY FROM ME!”
“You come any closer I’m gonna walk out the door I swear!” He said.
Christy frowned. "Bae… I’m sorry.” She said as she was on the brink of tears.
Jason extended his hand and pointed upstairs.
“Go to your room please!” He said.
“Okay bae… But you’re not gonna leave right?” She said.
“If you go to your room I won’t.”
“Okay.” Christy said.
She then got up from the couch and slowly began to climb up the stairs. Jason looked at her as she ascended up.
“Don’t come back down until you sober up.” He said.
Christy turned around and frowned, then she nodded her head up and down. She then turned back around and went all the way up the stairs and into her room, then she shut the door behind her.
Once Jason heard the door closing he went and sat down on the couch in the middle of the living room and folded his legs. Arnold appeared on the couch next to him, he wasn’t hovering. He turned his head towards Jason and smiled.
“You did the right thing.” He said.
He turned his head towards Arnold and looked at him.
“But why does it… Feel wrong?” He said.
“Allah is pleased with you, that’s all that matters.” Said Arnold.
Jason nodded his head slowly up and down. Arnold then began to hover and went in front of Jason’s face. Jason was looking at him directly in the eyes but his mind was elsewhere. He was thinking about Christy. He could’ve easily just manipulated her mind and do to her whatever he wanted, but for some reason… He just couldn’t.
Arnold came closer to his face and placed his hands on his cheeks and looked at him in the eyes.
“Jason... In a hadith narrated by Abu Hurairah, Jibreel (peace be upon him) asked the Prophet (blessings and peace of Allah be upon him) about ihsaan. He said: ‘It is to worship Allah as if you can see Him, for although you cannot see Him, He can see you.’” He said.
Jason looked at the small hovering miniature figure in the eyes.
“I sense confusion in your eyes. Would you like me to elaborate?” Arnold asked.
Jason nodded his head up and down. Arnold stopped grabbing his cheek and he folded his legs.
“What this means is that: Even though Christy is your wife, and you have had intercourse with her many times. Right now she is not in her right state of mind, if you was to do anything to this girl or touch her in any way than you would be taking advantage of her, because right now she has a loose mind. Deep down inside you know what is the right thing to do.” Arnold said.
“And you did just that. And for that… Allah will reward you. Because even though you could’ve followed your hedonistic nature and do whatever you want with that girl, you abandoned it and chose to do the right thing.”
“So even though nobody is around to see me, Allah still sees me?” Jason asked.
“That’s correct, for He is the All-Seer.”
Jason was still confused. He still didn’t fully understand.
“But… How?” He asked.
Arnold stared at him and didn’t say anything. Jason then knew that he didn’t ask the question clear, so he decided to be more unambiguous with the question.
“How is He able to see all? How is He able to do all these things?” He asked Arnold as he hovered in front of his face.
“I don’t know.” Arnold said.
“Nobody knows. Not even the best of us Prophet Muhammad sallallahu alayhi wa sallam.” He said.
“Understanding the Religion Jason… Is understanding that you will never be able to answer as to how Allah is able to do all these things. Just know that He is Able to, don’t over-think it too much. Because that’s when you start becoming skeptical and will fall into a state of disbelief.” Arnold said.
“Tell me more…” Jason said.
“Allah is also Ar-Raqeeb, The Watchful. But some people have a misconception, they think that the way Allah watches is like when one is watching TV for example. This is not true, because let’s say you’re watching a movie that you have never seen before, you may not how that movie is gonna end up, which characters die and who lives, you may not know. But Allah, He watches, and He knows exactly what He is watching and how this is going to play out. He Knows what’s going to happen in the future. He is All-Knowing, His Knowledge encompasses all. There is absolutely nothing that Allah doesn’t know. May Allah raise the rank of Prophet Muhammad and protect his Muslim nation from that which he fears.” Arnold said.
Jason gave him a long stare. “Uhhhh… Okay.” He said.
“JASSOONN!” Christy’s voice bellowed from upstairs.
Immediately he got up from the chair. “Hold that thought.” He said to John.
He turned around and headed for the stairs and started to climb up it. Once he got up the stairs he walked straight down the corridor into Christy’s room. A shiver ran down his spine as he walked by Christy’s mother, Crystal Angela’s room. He wondered where she must be at? He wondered why she doesn’t like him. He wondered if…
“She don’t like you cause you stink.” John appeared and said.
Jason ignored him and continued to walk straight. Once he got to the outside of Christy’s room he lightly knocked on the door.
“Come in…” Christy said. Her voice was low and weak.
Jason slowly opened the door. The lights were off, the only light that was on was the bathroom light which was in her room. She was laid down on her side on the bed, a white blanket was covered over her body.
“Baee…” She weakly said.
“What?” Jason replied.
“Come here.” She said.
Jason stepped all the way in the room. “Yes?”
Christy lifted her arm and extended it to touch Jason’s naked chest. Once Jason saw what she was trying to do he backed up from her proximity.
“I wanna come down now.” She said.
“Did you come down yet?” Jason asked as he stared at her.
Christy looked back at him for a few seconds, then she erupted in laughter.
“I guess not…” Jason said as he turned around and began walking.
“Where you going?” Christy asked.
Jason didn’t respond, he continued walking.
When he placed his hand on the doorknob Christy held out her hand to him.
‘Bae I’m hungry.” She said.
Jason turned around and looked at her and didn’t say anything.
“Are you really?” He asked.
“Yess bae. I’m famished!” She said.
“What do you want me to cook for...”
“Can you order some Chinese.” Christy quickly said.
Jason nodded his head up and down. Then he turned around and continued to head for the door.
“Bae are you gonna order it?” She asked as he was walking out the door.
“Yeah.” He said. Then he closed the door behind him.
“Bae can you come back!?” Christy said as Jason began to walk down the corridor.
“Omg…” Said Jason underneath his breath.
He then gave a deep sigh then he turned around and walked back in the room.
“Yes?” Jason said as he stood at the doorway.
“Bae I’m sober now, can I come back downstairs?” She asked.
“No you’re not.” Jason said.
“Bae yes I am, I put it on Wallahi.” She said.
“So you’re trying tell me that you’re sober and you’re in your right frame of mind now?” Jason asked.
“Yeah bae…” Christy said.
Jason stared at her and raised up one eyebrow.
“Poop.” He said.
Christy immediately erupted in laughter. Jason then walked out the room and closed the door behind him.