Sidratul Muntaha - Lote tree in the furthest boundary (ON HOLD)

Chapter 4

Her name..

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Meaning of the quote in pic/vid :

Your talks in my conversations,
My nights are your gifts,
Why has all of me become yours?
Wherever I go, I meet you..
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Third person's POV :-

"So its in diwali vacation?" Mr. Owais asked Imam Isaaq, chewing on dates.

"Yes baba, Rehman uncle asked me to tell you about it and he will come home tomorrow to give out the invitation of the wedding." Imam Isaaq said, taking a bite of dried fig.

"Hmm..How's everything going at the masjid construction?" Mr. owais inquired.

"Alhamdulillah it will be finished by the end of this year, everything is going accordingly." Imam Isaaq said, his eyes intrigued hamza's happy face busy with his phone.

"How was your trip hamza?" Imam Isaaq asked, hamza peered at his father looking out of his phone.

"It was good papa." Hamza replied, shortly.

"I hope so.." Imam Isaaq exhale with an expression that hamza understood.

"I have already told sidratul that she has to attend this wedding, so you may get to know her more." Imam Isaaq said, hamza's heart twist upon hearing Sidratul's name.

He inhaled sharply before nodding and walking out of the scene towards his room. Plopping down on the bouncy mattress of the bed, his eyes closed as he tried to understand his feelings.

'What do you want hamza? Why can't you just stand for yourself? or....' His eyes snapped as he got hit by the new gen. 

'No hamza get yourself together! You can't think of anything like that! You had promised nishaal..' He tried to reasoned himself.

~1 month later~

~London, UK~

"This project is on high Mr. Mir." Mr. Ellen, The construction dealer complimented Mahadi.

Mahadi nodded before gazing at the half done construction site with a proud heart. He took out his phone and captured the view than send it to Sidratul while captioning it 'Almost there..'. His heart unknowingly skipped its beat when he saw the message has seen, he gulped knowing she won't reply. But he can't refrain himself from sending her every detail of his day.

"Your girlfriend?" Mr. Ellen asked.

"No, just a friend." He replied.
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Mahadi walked in his forlorn apartment, flopping on the sofa with exhaustion. He looked at the while ceiling, thinking why sidratul don't reply to his messages. After that trip to lonavala, he can't seem to take off her thoughts from his mind. She didn't gave him her number but fahd being his bestfriend took out sidratul's information and also send mahadi her number without even him asking for it. When mahadi texted her first with 'Hi..how are you doing?' She replied with only 'Who?' So he replied saying 'Your new friend mahadi.' After that she didn't replied, he thought she doesn't like it when he messaged her without thinking of her comfort zone so he refrained himself from messaging her but he can't do it for long than started messaging her every now and than. Later, Mahadi had to come back to london to check upon the progress of his new project.

His messages always leaved on seen mode, Even that also gives unknown satisfaction to his heart. Atleast she doesn't block him. Emitting a sharp breath, he took out his phone and messaged sidratul 'I know you are there, why don't you reply me sidratul? I want to be friends with you, I am asking for nothing more.' and send it. Again the message is seen zoned but even after waiting of ten minutes, gawking at the screen with the big eyes like a mad man, Mahadi dropped his head back on the sofa rest.