AMYRAH.
I was in the class trying to concentrate on the lecture going on but my mind kept roaming back to our morning heated session. Lord!! Just thinking about it is fluttering my body. Why does he always do that? And why is he so irresistible?
Now I know why it is extremely hard to study further after marriage. My entire mind is occupied by him now how can I concentrate on other things. Every time I try to do something, my thoughts go back to his touch and it makes my heart flutter.
The bell rang and I sighed leaning on the bench. Again I zoned throughout the class. What is wrong with me? I already missed so much and now on top of it, I'm not even concentrating. Parizay is absent today and it's getting so boring.
It's been more than a month and Alhamdulillah Aaban is back to normal. I don't even want to remember those dreadful days. He again started working and on top of that he started riding the car.
After pleading Baba and maama and after that emotional blackmail and telling them it wasn't his fault and he was following all the rules, he finally got what he wanted but I'm against it.
If there is a driver then why does he want to drive it himself. He can sit back and enjoy the ride but no, he has to be stubborn like always and get his work done by hook or crook.
I tried to give him the silent treatment this morning but he melted me within minutes and now I'm angry at myself. Why can't I fight with him or why can't I be angry at him for a long time? Ughh!!! This guy always does something which will back fire me and I'll straight away fall for that idiot smirk of his or his closeness or his KISS. That will be fatal and his last card.
The professor entered the class and I shook my head and tapped my cheeks to come back from my Jinn's thoughts. You can't fail this year after topping the previous one. How will you face Baba and maama, that would be so damn embarrassing so focus woman focus.
The class started and I was actually focusing on it. He talked about the upcoming project which has to be done in pairs and he started pairing the students randomly. Ya Allah!! Why does this girl have to be absent today.
What if I get paired up with one of Sariya's friends. I still don't like them and neither do they. Feelings are mutual churails (witches) and they show so much attitude that as if I care a percent.
Half of the class was paired up. "Amyrah Siddique and Zeeshan Ahmed." He announced. A boy? Ya Allah! How can I even talk with him now? He is the new admissioner who came this year with Pari.
I'm not at all comfortable but I don't have any other choice. Just a matter of 2 weeks then the project will be done. What can go wrong right? Everything. My consciousness replied.
The professor discussed a few things and gave an idea about how to do it. Well I have an idea, I'll do the entire work and just write his name, that way we don't have to interact much. I hope he agrees with it.
The bell rang and the students started getting up from their places, roaming and talking with their friends. I was checking my phone when a voice disturbed me. "Hey." I craned up my neck to see who it is.
I just mumbled a small 'hi' feeling really awkward. "Zeeshan Ahmed." He said with a grin and I just gave a slight nod looking away from him.
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ENAMOUR LOVE
Roman d'amourLiving in a conservative and strict middle class family, of Siddique's, AMYRAH SIDDIQUE has to struggle a lot for the bare minimum as being the middle child of the family. Being at a young age, she lacked the care, love and importance which are the...
