JOURNEY OF LOVE - Ishq or junnon ki Dastan

♡PART~2♡

Author pov ✨

"I love you Jishan, now this is our last year in this college, please don't
reject my proposal like you rejected every time, please accept my
proposal now and be my lover, I can do anything for you."

Suddenly, Eliza appeared in front of Jishan and poured out her feelings. The students in the hallway paused their conversations, their curious eyes locking onto Eliza and Jishan.

When Eliza first saw Jishan, she was instantly attracted to his good looks, sparking a crush. Upon discovering
he was a billionaire, she saw potential beyond just physical attraction and decided to pursue a relationship with him. This motivated her to put effort into gaining Jishan's attention and affection.

Jishan pov✨

I was taken aback by the unexpected proposal. Eliza stood before me, holding a bouquet of flowers, her expression hopeful.

I quickly averted my gaze and after a brief pause, I said,
"Ava, I've told you so many times, please don't do this. I don't want to hurt you , but I don't have any feelings for you . so please stop this
"And no, I don't want a girl who will do anything for me. I want a girl for whom I can do anything to make her happy."

Eliza felt upset upon hearing Jishan's response. She struggled to understand why he consistently turned her down every time she tried to get closer to him. Trying to mask her disappointed, she managed a faint chuckle and said,
"Jishan, I sense you might still be upset about when I confessed my feelings in front of everyone at college. Can we go somewhere private to talk?"

I am Feeling disappointed by Eliza's words, I gently shook my head and replied, "Eliza, I want you to know I'm not angry, but I don't have any romantic feelings for you. I hope you understand." My tone was serious yet composed as I spoke to her.

I just paused for a moment, took a sigh, and try again to convince Eliza of my perspective and what I think about her.

"Eliza, I want you to know that you're not permissible for me according to Islamic principles. If you were someone I could marry, no one could stop me from loving you. However, you're not halal for me, and I avoid engaging in haram activities. It's not beneficial for my well-being, faith, or trust in Allah. So, respectfully, please stay away from me. Consider this my final, sincere request."

Anas listened quietly for a moment before gently placing his hand on Jishan's shoulder.
"Bro, we're late for lectures. Let's go," he said softly. "Don't spend time on unnecessary things."

I agreed with Anas and said, "Let's go."
Then, we both headed towards our classes, leaving Eliza behind.

Eliza POV ✨

I gritted my teeth in anger because my attempts to make Jishan my boyfriend were always being ruined. I stood silently in my spot, bearing the insult, but I couldn't calm myself. Finally, in a sharp tone, I shouted,

"Huh, what do you think of yourself, Jishan? You're so pathetic religious bi**h."

"They both stopped in their tracks, Jishan visibly shocked by Eliza's curse, while Anas simmered with anger."

Anas became very angry upon hearing Eliza curse at Jishan. He turned around and said sternly,
"Don't you dare curse or say anything about my brother. I promise you'll regret the consequences if you don't stay within your limits."

Jishan placed his hand on Anas's shoulder and spoke in a gentle, caring tone, "Anas, my brother, don't be angry. Calm yourself down.
You know anger is forbidden in Islam, and it's not good for your health or peace of mind. Don't let anger take control of you.