SHATTERED HEARTS

Ch.1.Living and Loving for the sake of Allah!

Assalamualaikum my dear readers, so Alhamdulillah by Allah's grace I m starting the first chapter.I hope you guys will like it.:-)
Dedicated to Zarahfarooq for her immense support and love and for being an awesome friend;)I love you for Allah's sake.

             Darkness had made up its mind to retreat soon and was slowly sliding away it's arms  to part from the world only to embrace it again the next night.It was calm and serene as the slight breeze strolled around the quaint little town of Sundarnagar. The moonlight made its way into the slightly open window of a small house and crept in.The dark room lit up a little at the approach of the cold white light.

              There was not a single movement in the room.It was dark and quite.Just beside the bed in the middle of the room a prayer mat was spread facing the window where the Qibla was.A young girl in her early 20's was sitting on the mat staring down blankly.Her glassy eyes were focused on the ground unblinking as her broken heart was uttering cries of repentance. She remained still drowned in her own thoughts.As the cool wind entered the room through the narrow opening in the window, and swayed around her still form she slightly shivered and raised her hands for Dua. Her salah hijab that was covered around her head swayed a little as silent tears escaped her eyes.

         After murmuring her supplications to her Creator she gently moved her hands on her fair face and wiped away the tears.She then stood up and walked to the cupboard removing The Quran. Silently walking back she sat down on her prayer mat and began to Recite it.Her aching heart felt relaxed and a soothing feeling emerged in her soul.As the azaan for Fajr went off she stopped her recitation and prayed Fajr.Then completing all her supplications and zikr she went back to sleep on the bed and soon the familiar darkness consumed her.

           "Zuuppppii!" a tiny voice shrieked in her ears and soon enough small fingers grabbed her eyelids in an attempt to tear open them.She woke up with a start shoving away the small fingers and sitting up straight.As she saw her little neice sitting on her knees by her pillow, her heart leaped in joy."Asbah, my little pudding, my tiny tot, when did u come  my little monster?" A sheepish grin spread on little Asbah's face as she attacked her aunt with a bear hug both falling on the bed with a thud."Aww" her aunt groaned "Asbah you haven't changed a bit move away you naughty monster" .Asbah giggled holding her even tighter."Zaara, Zaara come out this instant.You have slept enough."a voice called from the hall."Coming Mamma just a minute" Zaara called back and grabbing her giggling neice she rushed to the hallway in her zombie state.

           "Assalamualaikum Arif bhaiya, Farheen bhabi m so glad to see you"Zaara said as she walked towards her brother and sister in law who had just arrived from Qatar."Waalaikumassalam" they both said in unison as Farheen stepped forward to embrace her."How are you habibati? " "Oh Alhamdulillah bhabijaan couldn't be better. How about you?" But before Farheen could reply Arif put an arm around his wife and smiled smugly at her sister " She has the best husband in the whole world so happy or fine would be an understatement. She is in the pinkest of her health."And just like that Farheen turned a shade of pink as she gently removed her husband's arm from around her "Get over yourself hubby in fact I m better when you are at work and I m by myself."Arif placed a hand on his heart feigning hurt"Ouch wifey! I think it just broke."Zaara giggled as Farheen rolled her eyes."Don't worry the mender of hearts will mend it soon" Zaara said smiling though her words carried a deeper meaning.Arif smiled back at his sister and hugged her tight.

          "Come on children, freshen up and then we shall have breakfast."Mrs.Zeenat Bakhtiyar emerged from the kitchen smiling at her children.She was a gentle, woman in her 50's yet more active and lively than her 22year old daughter."I thought we could eat first" Arif pouted. "Cleanliness is next to godliness" Farheen muttered walking behind her Mom in law towards the kitchen."Your wish is my command ladies" Arif said standing abruptly from the sofa and walking towards the bedroom. He halted in his way scrutinising his sister who was standing and staring blankly as Asbah was pulling her finger to grab her attention. "Zaara" Arif called."Hmm" she muttered glancing at him."You okay?" "Yeah bhaiya never been better".Her elder bro nodded yet didn't look convinced as he walked past her to the bathroom.