The Ignescent

Chapter 2

NAILAH'S POV

Today was my last exam, and I was waiting for my brother outside the campus to pick me up. It has been 10 minutes and he has not arrived. I took out my phone to call my brother and ask where he was.

"Assalamualaikum, Bhaiya. Where are you, and why haven't you arrived until now?" I asked.

"Walaikum Assalam, Nailah. I am sorry because I was so busy with back-to-back patients. Just wait 10 minutes, and I'll be there. He replied"

"Okay Bhaiya." Saying this and ended the call.

My brother is a psychiatrist, and he can get too busy at times, but he always makes time for me. He always fulfills my demands. He loves me effectively but does not show it.

After ten minutes, I saw my brother's car coming. I started walking towards it when I noticed Shehzad bhai getting out of the car.

I was confused seeing him here. I just got a message from my brother saying that he couldn't come and had sent Shehzad bhai to pick me.

I approached Shehzad bhai and greeted him.

"Assalamualaikum, Shehzad Bhai. How are you?" I asked with a small smile.

"Walaikum Assalam, Nailah. Alhamdulillah I am fine. How are you? How did your exam go?" He asked with a straight face.

"Alhamdulillah I am fine too, bhai. Alhamdulillah My exam also went well". I replied while sitting in the backseat of the car.

"Did Zayan inform you about me coming to pick you" He then again asked.

"Yes bhai, bhaiya informed me through a message saying that you will come to pick me up and he couldn't come due to some emergency". I replied while using my phone

"Hmm", said he and started driving the car.

I was feeling somewhat sleepy because I hadn't got enough sleep in a month due to exam stress.

I started using my phone. I opened Instagram and started chatting with my online bestie, Inaya.

She and I began chatting two years ago when she mistook me for another friend. After that, we became very close. She treats me like i am her boyfriend. We share many similar interests.

She is an extrovert person who can't sit quietly even for a minute and I'm an introvert and I can't talk for more than 2 minutes. Sometimes I wonder how did we became so close.

My day doesn't start without talking to her and her day doesn't end without talking to me.

As soon as I opened Instagram, her messages started coming continuously.

"Hello, baby girl. How are you?"
"How did your exam go? "
"Why aren't you replying to my messages, baby?"
"Hello, love....."
"Where are you now? "
"If your exam is over by now, why aren't you replying to messages? "
"Are you waiting for your brother? "

I chuckled when I saw her messages. She always calls me such names. And I, the one who would used to cringe at these words, have started using them because of her. I just use it for her, not anyone else. I thought with a smile.