fated hearts

chapter 11

Ya Farha and Ya Mariya had moved in with their husbands, and the Walima celebration had been a grand affair filled with the warmth of family and friends. Asiya felt a mix of pride and happiness for her sisters as she watched them embark on their new journeys.

Back at home, the house seemed quieter without her sisters, but Asiya soon found herself caught up in the excitement of her own life. Her final exams were over, and the grand graduation party was fast approaching. The preparations for the party were elaborate, with decorations transforming their school into a festive haven.

Asiya was busy getting ready, choosing a stunning emerald green dress that highlighted her elegance. She knew the party would be filled with friends, family, and teachers, and she wanted to look her best. As she applied the final touches to her makeup, her phone buzzed with a message from Ibrahim.

"I can't wait to see you tonight. I know you'll look breathtaking, Sia'm."

Asiya's heart fluttered as she replied, "Thank you, Aşkım. See you soon."

The graduation ceremony took place in the school hall, which had been decorated beautifully for the occasion. Asiya's parents and Ibrahim's mom were present, their faces beaming with pride. They sat together, chatting and exchanging pleasantries, unaware of the deeper bond between their children.

Asiya received her certificate, her heart swelling with pride as she saw her parents' delighted faces. After the ceremony, she approached them, her heart racing.

"Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet my friends Rukayya, Khadija, Ibrahim, and Ahmad," Asiya said, her voice steady but filled with emotion.

Her parents turned, and they all greeted Asiya's parents. Her mother, who was already familiar with Rukayya and Khadija, received their greeting with a warm smile. Ibrahim stepped forward, looking handsome in his tailored suit. "Assalamu Alaikum, ina yini," he said respectfully.

"Wa Alaikum Assalam," Asiya's father replied, shaking Ibrahim's hand warmly.

"This is Ibrahim," Asiya said, smiling.

"Sannu, Ibrahim. Asiya speaks very highly of you. Duk shike koya mata karatu inda bata gane ba," Asiya's mom said with a smile on her face.

Ibrahim smiled, his eyes flickering to Asiya briefly. "I'm honored, Mama, but muna taimakawa juna ne. Asiya is very smart."

Asiya's mother smiled warmly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ibrahim. We hope to see more of you."

"In Sha Allah, Mama," Ibrahim replied, his voice sincere.

Asiya's parents nodded approvingly, clearly pleased with Ibrahim. They chatted for a few more minutes before Ibrahim's mom joined them.

"Ibrahim, my dear, you did wonderfully," she said, her voice filled with pride. She then turned to Asiya's parents. "Mun zauna kusa ai bamusan juna ba, mamansu Asiya ne ashe? Asiya an qare school Allah yasa albarka."

"Amin ya rahman Allah ya basu sa'a baki daya," Asiya's mother replied.

"It's lovely to meet you," said Ibrahim's mom.

"The pleasure is ours," Asiya's mother replied graciously.

After the ceremony, the graduation party kicked off, with music and laughter. Asiya greeted guests, her radiant smile reflecting her happiness. Ibrahim arrived shortly after, his eyes immediately seeking out Asiya. When he found her, his face lit up with admiration.

"You look stunning, Sia'm," he whispered as he approached her.

"Thank you, Aşkım," Asiya replied, her heart racing. He looks so amazing, she thought.