Chapter Eighteen

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LAIBA P.O.V

I was currently in the office alone as Rania told me she will not be coming in because her In-Laws are coming over to discuss the wedding dates. I was glad that I was alone. I wanted to forget about everything that happened yesterday and move on.

If I was at home my mother and aunt would eat my head about my answer so I decided to escape from home even before they all woke up. I honestly do not know how I felt about meeting this guy yesterday. He was good looking but somehow the conversion with him made me become indecisive.

I was feeling really bored only to remember about Farheen. I wondered how she was doing. That day after i talked to her a few days later i talked to my father so he bought a small apartment close to the gym which he told their family to move into and then he talked to some of his friends who have agreed to give a scholarship to Farheen and to the brother if he needs it. one of my dads friend has agreed to pay for every medication for the mother and the brother, then my dad's cousin who is very rich has taken the responsibility to raise funds for the brothers cancer treatment and he is also paying majorly.

I called Farheen into the office, really curious about how she is doing. When she knocked on the door I just looked up "come in" i said loudly, she walked in looking all bright and relaxed. She was okay Alhamdulillah "Come have a seat Farheen," I said pointing at the seat opposite me, smiling at her.

She sat down "How are you doing Farheen?" I asked her, leaning forward, she looked down a bit sad. "How could I ever repay you for what you have done for me?" she spoke, her voice cracking, only to look up with tears in her eyes. I shook my head "No, Farheen, you are like my small sister. And you needed help, and I did so for the sake of Allah, You do not need to repay me in any way."

I stood up to go and hug her. She hugged me back crying "look the only thing i would love is that never leave your Iman also you work hard, become someone, And always remember me in your duas'' she nodded not speaking "go drink water, wash your face and get back to work" i told her politely and she nodded leaving. 'Alhamdulillah' i whispered

I got a notification from Instagram only to realize i was a message, i opened it immediately knowing it was Zeeshan, i looked the message

_zeesh_ : Assalamu Alaikum, I just heard about your hand in marriage, are you going to say yes?

I was surprised to read it. I was angry at him, I did not know what to reply so I decided to ignore his message and get back to work. I could not stop thinking about it the whole time. 'Ya Allah please help me'

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I came home early today as i was not feeling well, my health seemed to be very down, i got home only to be asked many questions from my mom and aunt but they me go when they realized i was not well.

I walked into the balcony of my room, as i had not been coming out here as often as i liked. I opened the doors and looked around. I saw the dead flowers and plants that I had not taken care of the past month and decided to re- plant everything and make sure to take care of them.

I told one of the house girls to grab my tools and get me the things I need for it. As I was planting I heard a car drive into our driveway and decided to see who it was. Right before my eyes I saw Zeeshan and I felt anger within me. I whispered 'Audhubillah'

I decided to ignore him and get back to my planting and the sand. As I smelt and felt the familiar sand on my hands I felt a sense of calmness. It was surprising how this dirt can change my mood completely within a matter of minutes. Lost in my own world, Sadaf walked into the room looking for me.

"So I see we are back to playing with the dirt huh?" she questioned crossing her arms looking at me with disgust but i did not mind her as it is not the first time. "Well.... Sadaf, is there any particular reason you are here?" I asked nicely, completely ignoring her attitude.

I looked up to see her roll her eyes at me "well your mother is calling you down" she said as she walked out of the room in a rush, i frowned. 'what is up with this girl?' I thought, shaking my head. I sighed standing up. I walked towards my bed and grabbed the scarf that was there and covered my head without checking in the mirror how I looked and walked downstairs to see my mother and aunt talking.

"Maa did you call me?" I asked, grabbing everyone's attention, I noticed Zeeshan was not here and neither was Sadaf making me wonder "yes, look Laiba i will be gone today with Azra and your aunt. Sadaf had some important matters so she left. so, you are the only one that is at home now. I want you to prepare the dinner and make extra as Azra's whole family will be having dinner with us" my mother ordered as i just nodded my head. I could not refuse her despite feeling sick.

"Also please take that box to the car, also tell Zeeshan beta that we are coming out in a few minutes, the poor lad has been waiting for a while now" my mother said heading into the kitchen. I sighed again, taking the box outside.

I saw him looking down at his phone clearly not knowing i was there, i knocked on the window making him turn his head quickly, realizing it was my i noticed a change in his expression, clearly i was unfamiliar with this reaction. I looked away as he got out of the car.

"Assalamu Alaikum, i wanted to keep this box in the car" i said slightly struggling with the box, "Wa Alaikum Salam" he came to my side immediately taking the box from my hand, I gave him making sure that we do not touch each other. I turned to leave "Laiba..." he called and i turned to face him

"I am sorry about the other day" he looked away guiltily and i nodded not saying anything, he saw me nod my head "You did not respond to my message, Are you going to say yes to the guy?" he asked anxiously but it made me very angry

"What happens in my personal life does not concern you, you lost that privilege a long time ago" i said the last part through gritted teeth, realizing my mother and aunt were coming i sprinted past him angrily making my mother frown but i ignored everyone and went straight to back to the flowers and plants in my balcony. 

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A/N: Two chapters in one day! i hope you enjoy it. Once Ramadhan will start i will be posting a bit less than usual as this month is full of blessing and one should take full advantage of the ibadah. Enjoy! 

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