Next morning
In the morning, Irha reluctantly opened her eyes, feeling the remnants of a pounding headache. She gingerly touched her lower lip, which was still swollen from the incident the day before. She asked Maliha who had brought her home last night, and Maliha revealed that Saad had dropped her off. Irha felt embarrassed and wondered how she could have slept in that condition. She was worried about facing Saad now. Manha asked what had happened the previous day and how Irha had gotten injured. Irha explained everything, leaving everyone shocked.
Aqsa pointed out that they had been getting into a lot of trouble lately and suggested that they should be more careful. In class, Irha was trying to focus on the lecture when a guy entered, causing a disturbance. The teacher got angry and scolded him for being late, refusing to give him attendance. Saad, ignoring the teacher's reprimand, sat beside Irha and gave a thumbs up to the teacher. Irha felt even more embarrassed and hid her face in her textbook, not wanting to face Saad. Hoping to disappear Saad, undeterred by the teacher's disapproval, leaned closer to Irha's ear and whispered, "We need to talk, Irha. Let's go outside." Caught off guard, However, Irha declined, stating that she would talk after class. Saad, being stubborn, warned her "If you don't come with me willingly, I might just have to pick you up and carry you out." Feeling trapped, Irha reluctantly agreed, to talk after class. She stood up to ask the teacher for permission to use the restroom as an excuse, but the teacher refused. Undeterred, Saad took matters into his own hands and held Irha's hand, pulling her out of the classroom.
Irha, feeling frustrated, pulls her hand away from Saad's grip and confronts him"what did you want to talk about? *pulls hand away*" Saad, trying to diffuse the situation, hands her phone back to her *hands phone to Irha* Here's your phone. Irha;" Can't you just give it to me in class? You made a big scene!"Irha, still annoyed, decides to head back into the classroom, but Saad stops her, reminding her "If you go back now, the teacher will scold you. Better attend the next class." Irha;*frustrated* Fine! *sits on a bench in the campus* .
Saad joins her, Curious, Irha asks "Anything left to say? "
Saad, feeling a bit defensive, mentions that he has the right to sit anywhere since it's college property. This annoys Irha even more, Saad; You were the one who wanted to be friends with me. What happened now?Irha;*pretending* I wanted to be your friend, but I don't need someone who can't respect a girl.
Saad;*defensive* I didn't mean it that way. Let's talk it out.
Let it out, Irha said, saad; It's just like no one ever in my whole life talked with me without their benefit it in , so it was kinda hard for me to trust anyone, I thought about it even now before coming to you , let's give a try.
Irha; Ok if you insist*Internally happy*
But I have 2 conditions, saad said
Oh! Come on, don't be dramatic dude I should be one putting condition, Irha said looking at Saad with disbelief
Saad looked at opposite direction avoiding Irha's statement
Aghh! Fine what are your so called condition Irha said taunting Saad, First of all talk nicely with me
You know "A EXACT MATCH" says GIVE RESPECT AND TAKE RESPECT let's follow that okay, says Irha.
Saad; Are you for real you have tit for tat on everything
Irha; Yes I do have, be quick and tell me your conditions I have class in 15 minutes
Saad; Okay so,
CONDITION NO.1 :Never fall in love with me
CONDITION NO.2 : Never ask me about my past and about my profession. That's it,
Irha felt bad listening to Saad's condition but she don't want to lose the opportunity so she agrees with his condition, Irha said even I have conditions, like you have to spend time with me and never refuse If I ask you to come with me somewhere, Is that okay?, saad nodded his headIrha: Saad, I can't help but feel sad about your condition, but I don't want to miss this opportunity. I have my own conditions too, though. You have to spend time with me and never refuse if I ask you to come somewhere. Is that okay? *standing up and extending her hand* Great! Let's seal this deal, Hold my hand and I'll prove that not everyone comes in your life to leave , says Irha Saad smilesand taking Irha's hand *Thinks*
Am I really going to trust her, lets see whatever happens
Irha, okay then I will meet you in break give me your number
Dialing some number on his phone, Irha's phone rings
Saad, that's my number, *pointing towards Irha's phone*
You are very fast Irha teases saad he ignored her and started walking Irha shouted loudly AND ONE MORE THING YOU SHOULD NEVER IGNORE ME..~Maliha's pov~
Maliha, engrossed in her work at the cafe, stepped outside to dispose the waste. To her surprise, she saw familiar faces lingering outside. Confusion washed over her as she tried to recall where she had seen them before. Just then, a sleek car pulled up, and a guy emerged from it, causing Maliha's heart to skip a beat. It was him! The same person she had encountered at that unforgettable party. Startled, Maliha swiftly retreated back into the safety of the cafe, where Jessica awaited her. Wide-eyed, Jessica peered through the glass, her voice trembling with fear as she uttered, "Shit, why are they here?" Maliha, trying to make sense of the situation, whispered to herself, "I think he needs his T-shirt back." Jessica, taken aback, questioned the plausibility of such a scenario. "Seriously? Why would he go through all this trouble just for a T-shirt when he could easily buy the entire shop?" Maliha explained, "You know how stingy rich people can be." As they continued their conversation, the door swung open, revealing the uniformed individuals who had accompanied the familiar faces. Fear gripped Jessica as the uniformed group ordered all the customers to leave, leaving Maliha and Jessica alone in the empty cafe. Maliha and Jessica stood frozen as they remained silent, intensifying their fear. The suspense was unbearable until Sulaiman entered the cafe. He confidently placed a chair in the center and crossed his legs, commanding attention. Sulaiman; Will you just stare or someone here will take order? Jessica, determined to break the tension, approached Sulaiman with her notebook in hand, ready to take his order. "What will you have, sir?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Sulaiman, with a mischievous smile, glanced towards Maliha and said, "Actually, I'd prefer her to take my order." Maliha, feeling a mix of annoyance and curiosity, stepped forward and repeated the question, "What will you have?" Sulaiman, teasingly, replied, "I'm sorry, I couldn't quite hear you. Could you come a little closer?" Maliha, reluctantly, took two steps forward, her annoyance growing. Sulaiman, satisfied with her compliance, finally placed his order, "I'll have one Americano, no sugar, please."
Maliha, feeling uncomfortable under Sulaiman's continuous gaze, decided to retreat to the kitchen and prepare his order. As she worked, her frustration grew with each passing moment. Finally, the Americano was ready, and she called out to Jessica to deliver it. Jessica, her hands trembling, nervously approached Sulaiman with the drink. However, Sulaiman refused to accept it, insisting that Maliha personally deliver it to him. This infuriated Maliha even more. She stormed out of the kitchen, holding the Americano in her hand, and confronted Sulaiman. With a hint of sarcasm in her voice, she asked, "Shall I help you with drinking it, or can you manage on your own, sir?" Sulaiman chuckled at her boldness and replied, "No, I'm good. Please, have a seat. I have something to discuss." The tension in the air was palpable as Maliha reluctantly took a seat, As Sulaiman took a sip of his Americano, he began explaining his request to Maliha. "Actually, I have a big meeting tomorrow, and I need you to arrange snacks and everything else we'll need. No shortage of anything, understand?" Maliha nodded, sulaiman; And one more thing, Sulaiman turned his attention to a man who nodded and handed him a bag. Curiosity piqued, Maliha watched as Sulaiman revealed a set of clothes. With a mischievous smile, he said, "Here are your clothes, and it wasn't me who helped you change that night. It was my female worker." Sulaiman nonchalantly stood up and said, "Alright then, see you tomorrow, Rose." Maliha, frustrated, corrected him, "My name is Maliha, mind that." Sulaiman chuckled, brushing off her statement, "I don't care what your name is, I'll call you Rose." As Sulaiman and his bodyguard left the cafe, Jessica came out and confronted Maliha. "What was that? Where did you get the guts to talk back?" she exclaimed. Maliha shrugged, feeling a mix of defiance and determination. "I don't know, but we have limited time left for the arrangements," she replied, turning towards Jessica. They both knew they had to get to work immediately. With focused determination, they started preparing everything for the next day. Six hours of hard work passed, and Maliha received a call from Manha. "I'm coming to pick you up. Be ready," Manha said. "Okay," Maliha replied before ending the call. "Alright then, we'll finish the remaining tasks tomorrow. Let's come in early," Maliha said to Jessica. "You can go now, and I'll close the cafe. It's already 12 o'clock now," she added with a hint of exhaustion. Jessica nodded and went home. After a while, Manha arrived, and they left together. "Done, let's go. I'm starving," Manha exclaimed. "Yeah, let's go." They called Irha and picked her up from the academy. All three of them arrived at the dorm and sat down to eat dinner together. As they were enjoying their meal, Aqsa noticed a bag and asked Maliha what was inside. Maliha proceeded to explain the events of the day at the cafe. Irha, with a mischievous grin, said, "So, you're doing it? Don't worry, if something happens there or if he stares at you, call me. I'll show you how to kick him." Maliha laughed and replied, "Sure, after dinner, teach me how to kick him if he dares to stare again." Everyone laughed, everyone went to sleep Irha took her phone to text saadIrha : Hey! Where were you I said to meet me during lunch hour right?
Lets go out somewhere tomorrow If you are free, what you say?
Saad : 👍🏻
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It Was Destined
Teen Fiction"It Was Destined" It is an epic tale of friendship, adventure, and the power of destiny. Join four extraordinary friends as they navigate through a world filled with challenges, surprises, and unexpected twists. As they journey together, they disco...