LAIBA P.O.V
What happened yesterday really put me down, but what really bothered me is why?. Why should it matter, I was never going to go with it anyway so why did it bother me so much?
The guy who came to see me the other day had a change of heart, he liked Sadaf instead of me, he wanted someone who was not too religious. Subhan Allah it really fascinates me on how in the past few years being religious is seen as being uncool or somehow its not widely liked.
For me that is what bothered me, he did not reject me for my looks, nor for my status, nor for my wealth and nor for my character or not even for my body or health but he rejected me for being too religious and that hurt more than it would have if it were other than religious belief. Rejecting me for a weakness in me is completely fine but because of my belief it offended me.
My family thought i was hurt because of him rejecting me, no, in fact i was going to reject him anyway so if he rejected me first, it did not matter.
What my mother said yesterday is that this happened because I am not dressing up well, not like girls my age and that it's because I hide my actual potential. I do not want to follow other girls, I do not want to be known as cool nor do I want to be someone that is a catch. I am me and what anyone else has to say, it does not matter but coming from my own mother hurts me because she understands the society and what they have to say.
I came out of my office and went out to see everyone in their own world, i just observed before i decided to go home with uber. I walked into the house only to see Rania and her mother i smiled genuinely happy i greeted them and hugged them before sitting down next to Rania
"You did not tell me you were coming home today" i told Rania slowly she blushed "the Nikah dates have been fixed for after Ramadhan that is why" she blushed and i was so excited about it and hugged her so tight. After that we were more focused on what she wanted to wear and who to book for her makeup and hennah.
My dad told Ranias mother not to worry and that he will take up the responsibility of Ranias wedding as she is his daughter, Ranias mother refused but my family insisted and that made both Rania and her mother emotional and i shed few tears as well
Rania and i went up to my room because we wanted to talk i told her what happened and she was furious she kept talking about how Sadaf did this on purpose and that is not how you do when another guy is coming to see your sister, i just listened to her. My sister Halimah did not speak regarding this but i knew she thought the same.
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After a while we went down to eat but somehow everyone seemed quiet, my aunt and mother were not talking and i understood that they had an argument regarding this matter. Sadaf came down all proud and smiling i just looked at her and ignored it. I know taking her insults will only make me feel worse so i jus left it to Allah.
My brothers started making funny comment and joke which earned him a smack on the head from mom and i laughed at him, he looked at me and smiled i knew he was doing it to make me smile.
My mom and aunt started talking by asking to pass each other some food items, that is what they do even if they are upset and they want to start talking, they do so by asking to pass each other things or something else and then they talk.
Sadaf asked her mom the same question as last time to go to her dream college, her father agreed but only if she makes it home every weekend and only Muslim girls as roommates. She jumped excitedly and i saw the look Rania gave her and i wanted to smile at her disgust but nudged her before anyone else can see her expressions.
She looked at me like what?, i whispered "you can't hide your expressions so be careful" i giggled lightly and her eyes widened "Ya Allah! Please tell me no one saw that" i shook my head indicating no and she sighed
The house phone rang taking our attention and mom asked Me to go respond, i walked over to the phone "Hello?" i spoke on the phone "Hello... Assalamu Alaikum Laiba Beta, It is me Aunty Azra" she spoke with a soft voice " Wa Alaikum Salam jee (yes) Aunty Azra" i responded "i was just calling to say Ramadhan Chand Mubarak, and tomorrow your family has to open the fast at our house " and i smiled feeling so happy "Khayr Mubarak, Same to you and your family, Ramadhan Chand Mubarak, Yes of course i will inform everyone, Jazakillah'' after talking to her for a bit i returned to continue eating and told everyone the good news of the moon being sighted for Ramadhan and about our invitation
Due to the happiness the house atmosphere changed completely, no one was upset anymore and I made dua that it always stays this way. There was a lingering feeling in my stomach though, like something will happen tomorrow and i made dua that all goes well.
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