Ibrahim Khan and the Mystery of the Roaring Lion. Farheen KhanЧитать онлайн книгу.

       A Lion in Your WHAT???

      Ibrahim was about to ring the doorbell when the front door flew open.

      “Took you guys long enough!”

      Ibrahim and Zayn looked up to see a rather annoyed-looking Yusuf standing in the doorway. “Well, don’t just stand there, get in!”

      “Right,” said Ibrahim.

      “Assalamu ‘Alaykum,” mumbled Zayn as he entered the house.

      As Yusuf led the boys up to his room, Ibrahim could tell that like him, Zayn was also feeling uncomfortable.

      “You have a nice house, Masha’Allah,” Ibrahim politely commented. Getting no reply the boys quietly followed Yusuf into his room. The room, a little bigger than Ibrahim’s, looked like a tornado had just swept through. The carpet, which looked like it was probably white at some time, could barely be seen under comic books, Transformers, cars and lots and lots of Lego. As the boys made room for themselves around the room, Ibrahim took out a notebook and pencil.

      “Listen guys,” Yusuf sighed. “I’m sorry if I seem uptight, it’s just that… well, this is really serious.”