Nouman's voice kept playing in Abdul's head as the hot water depressed on his dark skin.
"Make sure to pray Ish'a. Make sure to pray Ish'a."
"Why? Why do I have to keep doing this shit?" Another voice came. Where did that come from?
"Because you are a slave of Azzawajal. This is what you have to do to earn Jannah." Nouman's voice came again.
"How long do I have to keep doing this shit?" Abdul asked himself in his head.
"Until death befalls you!" Nouman's voice came again.
"Fuck that!" Abdul responded in his head.
After he was finished, Abdul stepped out the shower tub and grabbed Shay's black towel that was on top the toilet seat and dried his body off.
Abdul then sat on the toilet seat and held his hand out, he began supplicating in his head.
"O Allah. I call out to You my Lord. You are the Most Merciful of those who show mercy. You are Azzawajal (Almighty). You are Ar Raoof (The Most Clement). You are At Tawaab(The Acceptor of Repentance). I don't know! Ya Allah. You are The One Who Knows because nothing escapes your knowledge. Please guide me to the right path. For you are Rasheed(The Guide to the Right Path). There is no god but You. For You are Waahid (The One). You are Mussawir (The Shaper). Verily, You are Ar Rahman (The Most Compassionate). O' Allah! Verily, I have repented to You, and verily I am from amongst the Muslims."
Abdul then got up and threw his clothes on and stepped out the bathroom.
He walked back in the room and laid on the bed and looked at his phone. "8:52pm". It was still pretty early. Even though the Adhan for Ish'a had already came about a hour ago, he wanted to wait till the last third of the night before he prayed, as per the instructions of The Prophet SAWS. He began to do the math in his head.
"Okay so Fajr was at 6:33am, Maghrib was at 7:25pm. So the difference is about 13 hours. Two thirds deducted from that is... Umm..." He began to count his fingers.
"I forget." Abdul said with a frown.
Shay moved lightly on the bed. Her eyes opened slowly.
"What's wrong?" She asked in a low tone of voice.
"Shut your piehole woman! You don't know me and idk you. Ya hear me?"
Shay said nothing. She yawned and moved closer to Abdul.
"Go ask granny to cook you something to eat." She said.
Abdul continued to look forward. "I have to pray Ish'a first." He said.
"Oh." Shay said.
"Why didn't you pray earlier?" She asked.
Abdul sighed deeply. "I already told you shorty! It's a fixed time. Stop asking me questions before I knock you df out! Real rap!"
Shay said nothing. She moved closer to Abdul and laid her head on his lap, then she looked up at him. Abdul frowned and turned his head away. There was a long pause of silence as Shay glanced up at her husband.
"Put it in my ass." She said silently.
"Huh?" Abdul said.
"Fuck me in the ass." She said again.
There was another pause. "You outta pocket shorty. I just told you I'm bouta offer and you tawking bout 'fuck me in the ass' wtf type time you on? You freaked out."
Shay then got up from the bed and waltzed in the bathroom. She turned the light on and closed the bathroom door.
"What are you doing?" Abdul asked.
There was no response. Abdul then raised his voice.
"WTF ARE YOU DOING?"
Still no response. Abdul then got up and walked to the bathroom door. He tried to open it but it was locked. Abdul banged on the door.
"YOU GOT THREE SECONDS TO COME OUT OR ISTG I'MA KNOCK YOU DF OUT!" Abdul yelled out.
There was no response. Abdul then went and laid back in the bed and waited patiently. He crossed his arms across his chest and folded his legs.
After about ten minutes the bathroom door slowly swung open. Shay stepped out.
Abdul's jaws dropped as he stared at her.
Shay was dressed in black denim jeans with high heel boots. She had loosened her hair so that it was now hanging freely off her shoulders. She had on red lipsticks. She was wearing a small white tank top shirt which revealed her stomach. Abdul noticed that she had a belly button ring. On top of her shirt she wore a black leather jacket. She was carrying a handbag over her shoulders.
Abdul continued to stare at her and said nothing.
"What are you doing?" He finally said after a few seconds.
She did not respond. Quietly she walked over to the bed, placed her handbag on top of the mattress and laid her head on Abdul's lap.
"What are you doing you crazy btch?"
She said nothing. Abdul stared at her as she laid on his lap.
"You know I'm finna get up soon to pray Ish'a. I refuse to allow you to stand in the way of me and Azzawajal."
She said nothing. Silence enveloped the room. The only thing that was audible was the sound of Shay's soft breathing and Abdul's rapid heart beating.
"I see that you are adamant and refuse to be swayed." Abdul said.
Shay chuckled. An erection began to develop.
"Allah is my Protector." Abdul quietly said.
Nouman's voice came in his head again. "Make sure to pray Ish'a."
"Insha'llah!" Abdul said loudly.
Shay laughed out loudly. Then she turned her head around on his lap and stared at him.
Abdul caught her glance and quickly turned his head away.
"Allah is my Protector." He said again.
The erection now was fully developed. Shay slowly lifted her head off his lap and foraged her hand in his pants.
She pulled it out. Her eyes bulged open as she stared at it.
It grew in her hands and got longer as she held it.
Slowly she inserted it in her mouth.
Immediately as it touched her lips her mouth began to salivate. Her tongue stuck out like an anxious tortoise. She gobbled it up.
Abdul began to rub her head as she sucked and chewed.
"Allah is my Protector." He continued to say as drool dripped down the side of his lips.