The Halal Way

Chapter 03

I was late again.

I don't know why I kept snoozing my alarm.

There were only fifteen minutes left till my class started and I hadn't even changed out of my pyjamas.

After quickly changing my clothes and grabbing my bag, I dashed into the car getting the daily dose of scolding on the way from my mom for being late again.

But she was right.

I knew I really needed to start working on my routine.

Perhaps, it would be better if I started working out again. It helped me be active and feel more motivated.

Today we were going to meet that young entrepreneur, something which I was really looking forward to.

Luckily, my university was only a five minutes drive from my home and I was able to make it before class.

I ran my way to the class to luckily find the a seat in the front row.

Gladly my best friend Rahila, had been kind enough to save a seat for me and that to in the front row.

"Woah Rahila, is it that I'm under dressed or is everyone else over dressed?" I asked, looking down at my boring everyday clothes and then glancing at the class.

"As much as I know, the entrepreneur that is coming today is supposedly someone very handsome so thats why everyone is dressed." She replied.

Oh.

Within minutes, the whole classroom filled up. Apparently, our principal himself was a huge admirer of the entrepreneur so he himself was escorting him to the classroom and planned to attend the speech himself.

Usually till the time our teacher didn't enter, our class used to be bustling with conversations and gossips but today it seemed like there was an anxiousness in the room.

I almost felt everyone glance at the room after some time.

My stomach also grumbled with excitement.

"Well do you know what's the name of this entrepreneur, perhaps I can search him up till that time?" I asked Rahila.

"What you don't know his name till now?" She asked.

"Uhh no."

"The girls practically visually screamed it in our WhatsApp group yesterday."

"Its the ever famous Zaraar Ahsan!" She said.

"What!?" I almost screamed.

"Uhh yeah." She replied, not expecting that crazy reaction from me.

But little did she know, that he was one of the only people I might not want to see again for the rest of my life.

I don't know there was something about him that made me want to think of him.

And trust me, I tried. I tried so hard.

I watched a murder mystery.

But all night that embarrassing story kept replaying in my mind.

I had thought that if we had to meet his family the next time, I will probably make some excuse.

"We have to move towards the back." I exclaimed, coming out of my thoughts and standing up.

"Are you kidding me? I save you a seat at the front row and now you are telling me to move at the back!" She exclaimed.

"Rahila..." I started but was cut off when the door opened.

"Assalamalaikum students, please take a seat." Our teacher announced.