Tariq woke up from my lap, leaving his face printed in my skirt. It was only like 10mins of Nap. “Hey babe, you woke up?” He gave a smirk - the one that reminds me of him younger. “Let’s say, I am still dreaming..you look even more beautiful with the light in your face.” He is so indubitably charming. I suppress the urge to kiss those worthy pink lips of his. I smiled at him. “10 mins of sleeping..do you want to talk now hon?”
He put his arm around me. “Now, that you have given me your lap to lay on, I will give you my ear. Tell me whatever is on your mind babe.”
I laughed at his flirtatious mood. “You got fired and yet still you remain happy and content”
“All because of you.” He said sharply, and seriously. “And most of all the Qur’an - Allah’s guidance. When last have you listened to surahtul Rahman? The beautiful verses are so immensely powerful, that it makes you cry, makes you question your gratitude towards Allah. Whatever we have in life we can never be grateful for. But suratul Rahman reminds us that everything that we have is only as a mercy from Allah to us…how much times have we forgotten?
When are we going to learn how to say thank you, even if times are bad?Just listen, listen..” He grabbed his phone, went into the Audio Section, and selected a Chapter Rahman, and put one piece of headphones in my ear, and the other in his. Yes, I could marry this man - perfect for me.
We listened endlessly then he turned it off, with a pouted face. “Allow me to send you this recitation or a link to download the APP.” He suggested to me forcefully. “I want my future wife to be guided and reminded of Allah’s guidance wherever she goes. You can always turn this one and play it to your hearts
desire…better than music babe, wallahi.”
My heart couldn’t help but feel so much enthusiasm and happiness coming from how positive my future husband is - Tariq, a previous Advisor and Director. The perfect title for him. I have a strong feeling he will become the CEO of a Company - a Leader. I want to have all his children, and grow them up to be good muslims too, as well as fashionable In shaa Allah.
“Have you selected your wedding gown yet?”
I was shy to say. “ Still looking babe..”
“Choose the best one - the one that will make you look like the beautiful woman you are.” I immediately thought of the gold dress - the one i can order from Dubai. I think he won’t get upset at that - that it is so expensive especially him being fired from his Job. He took my hand and rubbed it in his. “Yes, I will. But what if circumstances came up?” His eyebrows knit in confusion. “Like me being fired?”
“Hmm..” i was speechless. He looks a bit upset. “I trust you anyways, so just choose the one that is best for you and would make you happy on your wedding day. It’s only in 2months.” I nodded.
He brushed his palms along my jawline and whispered that he loves me and that it was time to go. He has to pick up all the things from his Office.
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A few days later, I was upset that I still haven’t found the perfect wedding dress, so now I’ll need to fly to Dubai and see if there is any dress I may like. I have other friends there but Fathima said she will fly with me on the airplane to help me look for that wedding dress. my mother, and my sisters will be coming too. Oh, I missed Tariq so much, i can’t wait to surprise him on our wedding day.
We finally landed in the extreme heat. Already penetrating through me allowing me to sweat as we walk towards our taxi. The taxi man was wearing a thobe and the typically dubai cultural custom of mostly white and red. I received a text from my soon-to-be-husband. “Asalamu’Alaiykumare you okay?” I wanted to text back but if i did, the sim wouldn’t work so I need to change my sim for a Dubai and buy a calling card. That’s how it works or instead send him an email.
After reaching to the hotel, i immediately hopped on to my laptop and sent him an email.”Asalamu’Alaiykum wa rahmatuallah wa barakatu dear, Let’s email instead because my sim is not working.”
He didn’t respond back all this 5mins. I then went to the bathroom and did my hair, put on my hijab. Me and my family are going out to the mall tonight to do some shopping - something we love doing as a
family then eat out. After we laughed and came back, I got so tired already but we planned to watch this movie and we did. I end up falling asleep on the floor on my pillow.
I slept and then drifted off into this dream. In this dream, Tariq stood tall over me with a hot smirk across his face, “I choose you.” My heart sunk in so much happiness. I woke up in the middle of the night and everyone was still up.
My mom was on the phone with dad telling him how amazing it is down here in Dubai. My sisters gossiping about celebrities and how Rihanna made out of with that Titanic Actor, Leonardo Decaprio. I was a bit stunned myself, like wow. Thought Leonardo Decaprio liked that other girl. They seem to match, however a fling with Rihanna. What is that suppose to mean? Oh well, i said to my sisters, celebrities they are always looking for attention. I feel bad that some of them can’t find their soulmate.
Interestingly, i got a call from my Maid, Dana. She said my cat pouchy was sick. I needed to be there with her right now. i advise her to take her to the vet if anything. I told my sisters and i told Fathima and she too was a bit surprised. “You can’t trust that maid, Dana. Whenever you are away, something
bad happens. Remember last year, how she set your wardrobe on fire? Wickid woman. She wants to take away anything from you.”
I shook my head in disbelief. “Dana is a sweet person.”
“She appears sweet in front of you dear, but you don’t know what goes on in a person’s heart all the time.”
”Everyone makes mistakes, I am sure.” I had the last word.
“Just be careful.” My friend said. My sisters nodded then resumed back into their celebrity gossips. My mother still on the phone with my dad. How amazing how she found her soulmate. I checked my email and loe and behold, his response to my email.
“Wa alaiykum salam wa rahmatuallahi wa barakatu Mariam, my soon-to-be-wife. I was happy to replied back to me, and through an email? How revoluntarily romantic. I couldn’t help but smile to your email. But something is up, I don’t know if you haven’t heard. Your cat is sick..” I responded to him immediately. “How did you know dear?”
His replied went. “Dana told me.”
----------------AUTHOR'S COMMENTS/NOTES---------------------
Wow, I write this without planning so I am very curious as to what happened to Poochy. I shall post you the next chapter in shaa Allah
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