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"Ehhh? I thought you were discharged just yesterday?" Luna's voice halts my walk towards the kitchen that I turn to her, didn't even realise she's right here at our parents' place.

I haven't seen her since we ate the food that caused us food poisoning, I thought I'd meet her up at her house perhaps in a few days since she's still recovering though wasn't admitted to the hospital.

"Where are you going?" She asks when I'm right in front of her.

"Huh? What do you mean?" What kinda question is that? It's 7am, and I'm still in my pyjama, what did she mean with where-am-I-going? Staying home, obviously.

"You're wearing hijab. Where are you going?"

"Ohhhh." Yeah. About that.

"Mama told me you're still resting when I wanted to come and visit. She said I'd be too noisy blah blah blah. So where are you going? It's still early."

"Exactly, why are you here? It's still early." I'm diverting the topic like an expert. There is no way I'm telling my sister I'm wearing hijab at home simply beca