Once Upon A Lifetime

Chapter Four ~ I've been robbed!!

AN: SALAAM EVERYONE! This is going to be Misha's dress to be presented during the event (if she ever finds it!) Just imagine sleeves with it (I really loved this dress but was disappointed that it was very revealing). Use your imagination to add a higher neck and long sleeves!

Aasim's POV~

I laid down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. The meeting hadn't gone that well. Of course I was happy about it, I didn't like her and she didn't like me, we had made a decision with mutual feelings. But Mama didn't take it so well.

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Once we had gotten to their house, her mother opened the door and was delighted to meet me. But when her daughter came down, she frowned. She had pulled her mother aside and tried talking quietly but wasn't very good at it.

"Ma, I told you, I don't want to get married yet!" She exclaimed (I learned that her name was Aisha).
Aisha's mother kept protesting (just like Mama) to at least meet with me then make her decision. So Aisha agreed and came to the living room where Mama and I were waiting.

"Salaam." Aisha said.

"Wa Alaikum Asalam." I replied quietly. Her presence around me didn't feel right and I wanted to leave as soon as possible. Our mothers tried to make us talk to each other but we had both refused. It's not like Aisha was terrible, no. She was very nice and beautiful but she was just not the one for me and I knew that I wasn't the one for her.
After eating dinner, our mothers had separated us to ask us what we thought about each other. We both said no which pissed our mothers off which resulted in us leaving before Isha (which I was really grateful for).

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But now Mama was mad at me. Of course she would find someone else for me and of course I would say no. Even after discussing that I wanted to get married after my career was in full action, she was still pushing me into marriage. I decided to just let her cool off before I said anything.

I went to the washroom to do wudhu before heading to the Masjid for Maghrib namaz.

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One week later, I was getting ready to go to Taalia and Misha's university. It was their last day of third year and Misha was presenting one of the dresses she designed. I probably wouldn't have decided to go but Saqib was begging me to. He of course really wanted to go (you can probably guess why) and told me that if he went alone, he would have died of embarrassment. So I just decided to go.

But when I had arrived at the university with Saqib, I saw that everything was a disaster. I saw Misha and Taalia and we went over to them.

"Salaam guys." I said. Taalia and Misha looked up at us in surprise.

"Wa Alaikum Asalam." Taalia replied quietly, lowering her gaze and I did the same.

It was silent for a few minutes. I didn't know what to say.

"Ugh, why are you guys so quiet and awkward?! I NEED HELP AND I NEED IT NOW!" Misha cried.

"What happened?" I asked.

"This buffoon lost the dress she designed." Taalia said and Misha hit her arm.

"Buffoon?! You're the buffoon! And I didn't lose it, I was robbed!!" She said.

"Someone stole it?" Saqib asked, his eyes widening a bit.

"Well, I left it here at the school last night in a locked room after telling my professor that I did and when I came this morning, everyone else has their dresses except for me so yes it was stolen!" Misha cried.