Ayesha's Romantic Story (On Hold)

Chapter 6- OMG It's him!

Ayesha’s POV

“They’re here!” My mom said excitedly and headed downstairs to attend to the guests.

Ameena, Razia and Ruqaiyya squealed excitedly.

“We’re going to see him!” Ruqaiyya spoke up. “Stay here ok, we’ll be back in a jiffy with some juicy gossip!” Ruqaiyya winked and hurried downstairs with Ameena and Razia.

After a while, mom took Asma away too.

What the hell? What am I going to do here all alone! Uggh.

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15 minutes gone and still no sign of those 3 idiots. How could the leave me alone?! Should I go check? No I should wait. I can’t go downstairs now. Just then, the door creaked open and Ruqaiyya, Razia and Ameena came in with a disappointed expression on their face.

“What happened? Why do you’ll look like your cat just died?” I asked

“We couldn’t see your lover boy.” Razia said with a disappointed tone

“He’s not my lover boy! And why couldn’t you’ll see him?”

“Well, because his back was facing us and when we tried to see him, your lovely mom pulled our ears and gave us chores to do!” Ameena cried.

“You’ll deserve it! You can’t just creep on a guy like that. It’s super creepy and stalkerish.” I replied, amused.

“Well, don’t we have a right to see who our bestie is going to spend her life with?” Ruqaiyya retorted.

“You can but not like a spy ok.”

All three of them pouted sadly.

Just  then, the door flew open and my mom entered.

“Ayesha, they’re waiting for you. Let’s go. And you three,” my mom said pointing at Ameena, Raizia and Ruqaiyya. “You’ll can come too but you stay outside of the sitting room and no mischief and don’t do anything stupid.”

“Yes, ma’am!” They all said in unison.

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I stood outside of the sitting room with a tray of snacks in my hand. My hands were trembling, my mind making weird scenarios, my stomach churning and my heart beating rapidly. What if they don’t like me?

“Ayesha, relax ok. Everything’s going to be alright. I know you are nervous. Chill and take a deep breath” Razia spoke up from behind me.

My mom was standing next to me and my friends behind me. They tried to console me many times but to no avail. Why am I feeling so strange?

“Ayesha, don’t worry too much ok. Relax. Let’s go in now, shall we?” Mom asked

I nodded nervously. As I was going in, I turned around to look at my friends. They all gave me an encouraging smile and mouthed ‘good luck’. As I entered the room, I saw my dad, Hamza, Asma and two eldery people which I assumed were the suitor’s parents were sitting on the couch.

“Assalamu Alaykum Warah Matullahi wa Baraka tu” I greeted. After they replied to my salaam, my mom introduced me.

“This is my daughter, Ayesha.”

“Masha Allah! You indeed have a beautiful daughter.” My possible future mother-in-law replied giving me a sincere smile. I smiled back. You know what, I’ll just call her PFM (Possible Future Mother-in-law)