married at 16

episode five (5)

Jamila's POV

We finally got home from shopping.

Mom told us to rest and later test the outfits that we bought from the mall.

My little cousin and I were chatting inside the living room when I heard mom singing in the dinning, we had lots of fun today and I can assure you, today's the best day ever, yeah I mean ever!
I had the chance to know a lot about zahra, I know the type of dresses she loves,colour, length and literally everything! I am so happy because she's literally my everything, so getting to know things about her makes me feel excited.

She's my sister from a different mother.

"Zahra lets go upstairs," I proposed.
My head started mingling on whether to tell her about khalid or not but fortunately I chose to stay quiet because i thought it might bring fitnah between them.

"For what," she rolled her eyes while asking.

"We need to pray and test our outfits," I replied and without waiting for her respond, I rushed straight to my room, she got up and chased after me, I hurriedly sprinted to my room and locked the door.

I waited for some seconds before checking, but didn't hear her knocking. That feeling arises in me, the feeling of sadness mixed with worry. I love troubling her a lot but today she was in no mood to play at all and I am really bothered because we always do these silly things together.

Well I know I'm childish but you can't understand my love for zahra and my insecurities.

I opened the door and rushed to the tap, I prayed and made all necessary duas and matched outside.

I thought Zahra was in the living room alone so I wanted to give her space to settle whatever was in her mind.

"Mom,  i'm going outside to get some fresh air," I said, she agreed and I left.

I was walking down the road when I saw zahra sitting on the street chairs beside the main road. She was wearing the black abaya that I gave her admiring nature alone as if there's something bothering her.

I walked straight to her and sit beside her.

"Hey Pretty," I muttered, she didn't respond so I called her again but this time, louder. She looked at me and smirked, I glimpsed at her and shook my head.

"What are you up to baby sis," I asked.
"Thinking," she replied.

"What actually, I mean......"
"Some stuff," she cuts me short and replied gently.

I had a mix feeling about her voice but I continued the convo to make it realistic.

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Today is another beautiful day for both of us, yeah I mean zahra and I. We'll be going to the ceremony and the most amazing thing is, today is a public holiday.

I thought we'll skip school but alhamdullilah for the news.
I LOVE THE GOVERNMENT LOL.

Monday, one of the worst days in the week but today, I hoped it to be different. I hate Mondays for no reason as if I'm a C.E.O of a company, ready to have a phone call from morning to evening, sarcastically. I just don't like MONDAY and don't ask me why.

Zahra woke me up saying we'll be leaving in two minutes, LIKE SERIOUSLY? TWO MINUTES, who would believe that? As if i'm a child. I got up and checked my alarm and it reads 8:00 am, I rushed to the bathroom not noticing that zahra was standing just behind me. Yeah it's not my fault, she wears too much black.

I paused and turned. she was staring at me as if I had done something wrong.

I took a quick bath, wore my beautiful pink dress with a black veil and black shoes and sat on the bed waiting for zahra.

FINALLY SHE WAS DONE!

She wore a light blue abya with a black veil and black shoes. She looked like a princess.

"Jamila  dad's calling" Zahra informed.
"Ok lets go," I replied.
We both rechecked ourselves in the mirror and we both dolooked great. I held zahra's hand and we walked downstairs.

Khalid's POV

Saturday was a tiring yet an exciting day because I got to see my crush, I mean my future wifey in shaa Allah, my 3:00 am thoughts and my sweetest dream.

I got lost in nine clouds when I heard her voice in the mall earlier that day, I was actually very afraid of meeting her but deep down, I cherished every moment I spent their.

I spent almost all my time in the mall but alhamdullilah, I got home safe and sound. Also, alhamdullilah, the girls didn't see me either.

Facing her would be a big trouble for me and I don't want to look dumb infront of her.

"Knock knock," hasan knocked my door.
"Privacyyyy," I shouted.

"Ok," he muttered and I heard his foot steps fade away showing he was leaving.

Well I don't need to explain myself because hasan already understood everything. He understood what I meant by Privacy and that's what matters. He's a smart little boy.

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Today's the big day. Yaye!!!

I, the handsome of all handsomes was ready to face the crowd. I always run my hands through my hair to make it perfect. I wore my light blue attire that hasan chose for me with a black shoe and a black cap.
I looked in the mirror and I could see a real prince charming. So handsome and gentle.

Not bragging about being very handsome, it's a fact.

I was done adoring myself, I took my wallet and rushed downstairs.

"Asalamualaikum," I heard jamila's voice but I thought it was my imagination, so I didn't bother to turn back.
"Asalamualaikum khalid," she yelled, there was lot of noise so it didn't sound that much pitchy.

"Waalaikumsalam, jami....jamila," I started stuttering instantly but I composed myself quickly because I didn't want her to suspect anything, Changed my expression and called jamila's name properly.

"Oh zahra, you're here, how're you doing?" I asked gently but deep down I felt a striking feeling.
"I'm fine," she lowered her gaze and replied with a smile.

There's this saying that everyone has a weakness but I can assure you that, ZAHRA BINT ABDULLAH IS MY WEAKNESS.

This episode is dedicated to my counsin nabou kah, for your motivations, you really inspire me, thanks 😊 ly.

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