Love, Law and Crime

Chapter 3

Flashback continues.....(AMINAH'S P.O.V)

I remember how they used to fight continuously after my dadi (paternal grandmother) and dada's( paternal grandfather) death and all of a sudden daddy decided that he can't pretend to be happy in this forced marriage anymore and decided to take divorce leaving me, mummy and Amir bhai devastated and my mummy like the woman she is always thinking about others first complied with him without thinking about me and Amir bhai...I was 13 years old for Allah's sake and Amir bhai was 19 years old...and when she decided I should go with her and bhai's always in the hostel so it won't be a problem for him as he can visit both of 'em whenever he feels like but no...daddy had to say no...he said that I'm his daughter and it is his duty to protect me and provide for me and he's the sole reason I hate Rushda Auntie....but I can't hate him, he's my daddy he has always loved me unconditionally...I'm an extremely bad person...I hate Rushda Auntie but I can't bring myself to hate my father...I'm a hypocrite for sure.
"Amy?....Amy?..." a familiar voice interrupted my thoughts. "Yes, daddy?" I questioned him..."we are at the uni beta(child).."he said. "Oh, ok....Allahafizz".... I replied as I hurried out of the car quickly without waiting for his reply. "Run Aminah, run, if you don't want to be standing outside the class for the next hour then run fast..."I said to my self. "Yes! I made it to the class...Alhamdulilah".
"Assalamaleikum Zainab and hii diya and Alia...what's up girls?" I greeted and asked my squad...hmm all four of us are present on time for our optional class...that's rare...I thought. My squad; the four of us are inseparable since our freshman year of graduation and look now...Alhamdulilah we've made it to the final year of our masters...masha'allah....however our streams are different As Diya and I pursue masters in English literature, Alia is pursuing a masters in mass communication....Yes! She wants to be a reporter amd for Zainab, she's our miss beauty queen, she's so beautiful masha'allah and she's pursuing a masters in psychology. "Waleikumassalam Amy....hi Amy" replied my three friends simultaneously pulling me out of my thoughts. "You are late Amy" said Zainab. "What?!, No! Look miss Khanna isn't here yet." I replied. "Yes, Amy miss Khanna isn't here because today's class has been cancelled...only if you had checked your phone."said Alia. "What?! And I ran like a maniac for no reason." I whined. "Yup! You definitely did."said Diya and Alia in unison while all three of them were giggling like school girls. "Why didn't you guys called me, if that's the case?" I questioned slightly annoyed. "Because we thought you are sane like us but who are we kidding girls?"Said my superbly annoying Diya darling...yup! We call her Diya darling...it was my idea...it actually rhymes. "Ok, then I should go to...." but I was cut off mid sentence by none other than miss reporter....Alia " what, why and where?....you just came here like a minute or two ago."said Alia in a reporter like tone. "For my project, duh!!....lemme check whether or not Minal, Ayeza, Nabeel and Zain are present." I informed my friends. "But spend some time with us" said Zainab in a baby like voice. "Girls I would love to but you know na this project is so hectic and my teammates...they all re sloth except for Minal...come on Diya help me darling please.." I said giving her my best puppy dog eyes, she's the softest one in our group only she can help me or else these two won't let me go. Yeah we are on the same course but it's a group project and unfortunately we are in different teams...it sucks because we make an awesome team. "Amy is right, Zainab and Alia, let her be because this project is really important and not much time is left."said Zainab hopefully convincing them I wish. "Ok.." said both of 'em in unison. "Thanks girls, I'll see y'all later....bye...Allahafizz." and I take my leave from the hall.

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Let's call Minal..she'll definitely gather all the group as all my group members are from the opposite section..Yes, Prof. Akash Tripathi is very cruel, he had made team from both sections...and unlucky me that I ended up in a team of all the opposite sections students. "Hello, Assalamaleikum Minal....so I was wondering whether we all can meet in the empty lecture hall(2) in order to complete our assignment?" I asked Minal on the call. "Waleikumassalam. Ok.....no problem Amy".