ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 39.

I groaned in my sleep and opened my eyes slowly. It landed on the clock and I sat straight abruptly. 12:30? Ammi will kill me. As I looked at my surroundings I got confused for a few seconds looking at the unfamiliar surroundings. Where am I? 

Everything about yesterday started crashing down and my eyes widened. How am I even here? Wasn't I with Aaban talking with him then how did I come here with the soft duvet tucked to me? The one and only answer would be Aaban.

My heart did a somersault and my cheeks started heating up but a sharp pain in my lower abdomen made me wince. Oh no no no the worst of the worse timing my body has. I immediately stood up and ran to the washroom and I was right it was a blast. Bloody blast. 

I think yesterday's stress made its entry before the due date. I was about to look for the necessities but it again came crashing down and a gasp left my mouth.

I am not prepared. Oh my Allah. What on earth to do now? Who should I ask? Who is gonna help me on this 14th floor. I ran a hand in my hair and started thinking hard.

My one and only option left is aunty. Slowly walking out of the washroom, I walked towards the room door and opened it making sure not to make a little noise.

Tip toing myself I walked towards the living room and to my relief he wasn't there. Now how should I even call her? I looked around and my eyes landed on a sticky note on the coffee table.

My dear qalbi,

I'm out for a few hours don't worry and the breakfast is on the dining table, eat on time. On your left corner there will be a land line phone and the first drawer has a small diary in which numbers are written so once you wake up call me.

With love,
Your handsome husband.

I re-read it again with a smile on my face. How such a simple thing has the greatest impact? Qalbi? Doesn't it mean heart? I shook away my thoughts before my entire body lit up in fire.

I walked towards the corner and looked in the drawer. It had a mini diary inside it, taking it out I looked for the numbers. Baba/Usman. There was a number underneath it then the next was Boss/Ammi. I chuckled looking at it and then the last one was Me/irresistible charming person.

This guy is so full of himself. Stopping my smile and focusing on the main things first I dialled aunty's number. Lord this is gonna be one of the most awkward talks in the history. Ya rab help me.

It kept ringing and with it my heart beats were also drumming. "Hello." Her voice came through the phone and my body started turning ice. Calm down just a little awkward talk then cut it.

"Assalam ul alikum aunty." I whispered and heard her greetings back with little surprise in her voice.

"How are you doing Amyrah?" She asked.

"Alhamdulillah fine. Uh aunty actually I needed a little favour." I finally managed to whisper.

"Amyrah don't be this nervous tell me what it is?" 

"Well the blast happened..I mean the girl's problem and I'm not prepared." Huff!!! Finally. There was a complete silence but soon heard her chuckling from the other end. Okay now this is embarrassing.

"Oh my lord Amyrah." She laughed and I want to dig up my own grave and get in it. "Go to my room, there is everything which you need."