Fragrance Of My Paradise|| KTH🖤

part-4

Aadil approached Manal with a grin. "Manal, come with me, I have a surprise for you."

Manal smiled, curious. "A surprise for me? What is it?"

"You'll see. Come on," Aadil replied, leading the way.

Taehyung watched as Manal and Aadil walked away together. He couldn't explain the frustration bubbling inside him. Every time he was near Manal, he just wanted to be closer, to be the one she smiled at like that.

Jungkook, noticing Taehyung's distraction, asked, "You're not eating?"

"Eat with your mouth shut," Taehyung snapped, standing up abruptly and leaving the cafeteria.

In the Empty Room

Manal followed Aadil into an empty room. The aroma of freshly cooked food greeted her.

Aadil beamed, unveiling the dishes. "Your favorite: Karahi Makhani, naan, and biryani."

Manal's face lit up. "Thank you so much, Aadil! This looks amazing."

"Anything for you," Aadil said warmly.

They sat down to eat, and Manal, eager and hungry, began eating quickly. As she did, a bit of food smeared on her lips. Aadil noticed and, without touching her, gently wiped it off with a tissue.

Outside the door, Taehyung saw this small act of care and felt an unexpected pang of jealousy. He turned away, fists clenched, trying to understand why it bothered him so much.

After finishing their lunch, Manal stood up. "I'm heading back now. Allah Hafiz, Aadil."

"Allah Hafiz, Manal," Aadil replied with a smile.

After University

The day ended, and students began leaving for home. Taehyung saw Manal getting into her car. He quickly got on his bike, deciding to follow her. As he rode up beside her car, he caught her attention and gave her a playful wink.

Manal's eyes widened in shock. "Astagfirullah, la hawla wa la quwwata illa billah," she muttered under her breath, shaking her head at him. She quickly changed her route, trying to lose him.

Taehyung chuckled to himself, amused by her reaction, but as she drove away, his thoughts turned serious again. He couldn't stop thinking about her the whole way home.

At Manal's House

Manal arrived home, greeting her family with a cheerful, "Assalamu alaikum, everyone!"

Zayn came out of his room, grinning. "Wa alaikumusalam, lizard. "Where's eomma and appa?"

"They went to visit relatives," Zayn answered.

"Oh, I'm going to freshen up. Please make something for me to eat," Manal said, heading upstairs.

Zayn called out after her, "Yeah, lizard, but you'll have to help me cook!"

"Okay, give me five minutes," Manal responded from the stairs.

After freshening up, Manal joined Zayn in the kitchen, where he was clumsily chopping vegetables. "Help me with this," Zayn said, handing her a knife.

Neither of them was skilled in the kitchen, and before long, the kitchen was a mess.

"Ahh, forget it! Let's just order something," Manal said, frustrated.

"Why didn't you say that earlier?" Zayn groaned, tossing the knife aside.

They quickly ordered food, and when it arrived, Zayn threw a pillow at Manal. "Go get the food!"

Manal tossed the pillow back, laughing. "I'm going!" She brought the food in, and they recited their dua before eating.

"Bismillah"(In the Name of Allah), they said in unison before digging into their meal.

Meanwhile, at Taehyung's House

Taehyung lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind full of thoughts about Manal. His phone rang, and he saw it was Jungkook.

"Hey, buddy, come to the club," Jungkook said.

"I don't feel like it," Taehyung replied, his voice lacking its usual enthusiasm.

Jungkook was surprised. "What? You never say that. Come on, what's going on?"

"Don't overreact. I'm coming," Taehyung muttered, giving in.

"That's my boy," Jungkook said with a chuckle before hanging up.

Taehyung grabbed his bike keys and headed downstairs. As he reached the door, his father's voice stopped him.

"Where are you going?" his father asked sternly.

"Irritated, Taehyung shot back, "None of your business."

His father stood up from the couch, anger flaring in his eyes. "You're not going anywhere."

"Who are you to me?" Taehyung retorted, his voice dripping with defiance.

His father slapped him hard across the face. Taehyung stared at him, stunned, as his mother rushed in, concerned. "What's happening?"

His father turned to her, frustration evident. "This boy is spoiled because of you!" he shouted.

Taehyung didn't wait to hear more. He stormed out of the house, riding his bike recklessly toward the club, trying to drown out his emotions.

At Manal's House

After finishing dinner, Manal performed her Isha prayer. Once she completed her prayer, she raised her hands in dua, her heart heavy with confusion.

"Ya Allah, you are the Most Merciful. I seek your forgiveness. Rehman Rahim, Ya Allah, why does my heart race when I'm near him? I can't handle this feeling. Ya Allah, please guide him. I don't know why, but I want his guidance too. He is your servant, please give him Hidayah."

Feeling a bit more at peace, Manal got up from her prayer mat and picked up the Quran, finding comfort in its words. She eventually fell asleep with the Quran beside her.

At the Club

Taehyung arrived at the club and immediately started drinking with Jungkook, trying to push Manal out of his mind. But no matter how much he drank, thoughts of her wouldn't leave him alone. He spent the whole night awake, lost in thoughts of her.

The Next Morning

Manal finished her breakfast and turned to Zayn. "Oppa, can you drop me at university today?"

"Why? Where's your car?" Zayn asked, surprised.

"It broke down," Manal explained.

"Okay, let's go," Zayn said, grabbing his bike keys.

As they rode to the university, Zayn said over his shoulder, "Hold on tight!"

Manal tightened her grip, and they sped off to the university. When they arrived, Manal got off the bike and said, "Allah Hafiz, oppa."

"Yeah, my princess. I'll make dua for you," Zayn said, closing his eyes dramatically. He opened them and blew air at her face, making her laugh.

"Now go!" he said, gently pushing her toward the entrance.

Manal started walking toward her class when suddenly, a bike came speeding up behind her, nearly touching her.

Manal looked back, startled, and saw...

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The power of
Simple moments is such that
They can make you live
An entire life in a minute.

To be continue......

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