Patience|| halal KTH/JKff

●𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑 # 11

"And how long are you going to stare at me like this, bunny?" said Elif.

"Until my heart wants to," Ibrahim replied.

"Ibrahim, you will be ashamed of the day. The day when you won't bother me," Elif teased.

"Even when we have babies, shame will not come near me," Ibrahim winked at her.

"Babies? Whose baby?" Elif asked in confusion.

"Tell me when you're getting married to me."

"Come on, let's do it. Your life is passing by; hurry," Elif said, thinking about it.

"I will do it. Let's get married soon. I'll talk to Eomma today," Ibrahim said as he drove the car.

"Huhhh... Ibrahim, I was just kidding..."

"But I am not. I want to make you my mahram. So, why not now?"

"I am a Muslim, you are a Muslim, so what's the problem? Let's get married soon."

"But it's too soon. What about sis?"

"Leave her for now. She'll get upset." Then they both talked until they reached home.

Ibrahim went inside the house, followed by Elif.

"My child!" Ibrahim's father saw him and said lovingly.

"Appa, I want to say something to you," Ibrahim said.

"Yes, my champ. Tell me."

"I want to get married," Ibrahim said, looking into Elif’s eyes.

"What? Married?" Miss Amna and Mr. Ahsan said in shock.

"Yeah, married."

"But with whom?"

"I want to marry Elif. I’ve loved her since our third year at uni, but now I can't survive a day without her. So, please."

"Elif, do you like Ibrahim?" Miss Amna asked Elif.

"Eomma, she does. Islam tells us to marry by choice."

"I'm not asking you, son. I'm asking Elif—does she like you?"

"Auntie, I like Ibrahim," Elif said, scared.

"Really? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" Ibrahim quickly spoke.

"Because I didn’t want to get into any haram relationship. I didn’t want to anger Allah by having a relationship with a non-mahram."

"I am becoming your mahram. Tell me the feelings you've hidden."

"You are Ibrahim, the prayer I make after every salah," she said, looking into his eyes.

"Children, we are still here," Miss Amna coughed.

"Hmm, sorry, Eomma. So, about the marriage?"

"Talha will come, then after talking to him, I will tell both of you."

"Hmm, okay." Elif and Ibrahim went to their respective rooms.

On the other hand, Ezzah was sitting in her room, looking at her torn abaya.

"This world doesn't even leave girls like us. Allah, this world of Yours is very cruel."

"But, boss... he’s a good man," she said to herself with a smile, thinking about Talha.

"I think I’ve fallen in love with him, but how did this happen? I don’t know."

"Does he like me? I don’t know, but I have trust in my Rabb. He will make everything better for me."