Khwabeeda-e-Ishq

Chapter 7|Little Talk

🖤"Aur Jab Pasand Ki Cheez Hi Naa Mile, Phir Jo Marzi Mile Kya Farq Padta Hai!"🖤

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In the realm of nature's artistry,
Spring unveils its tender symphony.
Blossoms dance in vibrant array,
As fragrant whispers fill the day.

•||"Little Talks: Trepidation and Tenderness"||•

The event is over, but they're still here. The reason? Januba wants them to stay for dinner. So now, us youngsters are chilling in the lawn, counting the Hulk too.

"Guys, are we just gonna sit here doing nothing?" Daneen's face says it all, she's feeling exactly like me. Everyone's busy with their own stuff, some on their phones, others talking business. And you know who's to blame? My fiancé, ugh! He's so boring, dragging everyone into his talks. Poor souls!

"Then go clean the backyard. It'll keep you busy and help lessen others' workload." Shahmir, who loves getting on her nerves, never seems to stop. But I can't help snickering when I see her irritated expressions.

"I didn't ask for your sweet opinion, so no need to give one." Ah, she's quite sassy, isn't she? Now all eyes are on these two wild bulls, staring each other down like a bull with a red flag.

"Alright, if you've had enough of your goofiness, it's time to head inside." Everyone agreed with Humaira Aapi's suggestion.

I got up! When Daneen approached me with that bunny smile, which I absolutely love on her. She has the most adorable smile, postscript honest review!

While we were heading inside, a voice caught our attention, especially mine. When I turned around, I saw Zain strutting towards us in such a stylish manner. He looked so intimidating with his hands in his pockets and the top buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his collarbone. It's pretty obvious that he hits the gym regularly. well, that can be said without eyeing him inwardly.

I was just openly admiring him. Astaghfirulla, Astaghfirulla! I chanted as soon as I snapped back to reality.

"Daneen, you go. We'll be there in a minute or so," he said, his eyes probably on me. But now, he's speaking in a really soft way. I have to say, his vibe changes depending on who he's talking to. "Ahaa... enjoy then, I'm heading out," Daneen walked away, but not without that cheeky smile that says so much without words.

"Are you happy? Um, that__ I cut him off. Seriously, am I happy, dude? You're too early to ask this. Gosh! "Does it matter if I am happy or not?" I asked him something I now think I shouldn't have, but for some reason, I'm feeling angry now.

"Of course it's important! But why are you asking though?" Ugh... Is he really that innocent or just pretending? "Seriously dude! Why didn't you mention earlier that today's the engagement day too?" I said in a spooky voice, but it ended up sounding funny instead.

"Because I didn't know either," he said in a super chill tone, like he just had a refreshing minty blast with Center Fresh. That's why he's acting like it's no big deal. Ugh, why does this always happen to me? Am I the only one surrounded by people like this?

"Very good, so let's go in." I don't have anything to say um_ maybe I don't have the right words. "Haya, ahh! I can call you that, right?" Oh my goodness! Why does it sound so good? Okay, I might be overreacting, but nobody has ever called me that. Maybe that's why? "You wish?" Of course, I don't have any problem. Hoor or Haya, both are my names.

"When I make any commitments, I don't back out, so you don't have to worry. I don't know about love, but yes, I will always respect you and your decisions, In'sha'Allah," Zain said with a serious yet calm face.