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It was morning soon and last night's events had taken a toll on Noor's Health as she laid on her bed asleep soundly.
Whereas Zayd as usual woke up early,
He sat on the bed, His shirtless form,all muscular and defined, with broad shoulders, a toned chest, and abs that reveal his disciplined lifestyle.
Zayd wasn't used to the comfort that this family offered him.He usually begins his day with a rigorous workout, alternating between strength training, boxing, and running. Exercise not only keeps him strong but also helps release any tension. Zayd’s gym is private, located in his penthouse, with a panoramic view of Dubai’s skyline, symbolizing his success and power. It's not like he didn't enjoy it, He loved training to be a step-ahead of his enemies.
He stood up brushing his smooth, wavy but slightly tousled hair back. He went to the bathroom, freshened up, and stood up to perform ablution(wudhu). After completing it, he returned to the room and prayed the Fajr prayer.Zayd isn't very religious, but he makes an effort to never miss his prayers.The moments he spends in prayer serve as a refuge, providing him with clarity and peace amidst the chaos of his life.
In a quiet moment after completing his Fajr prayer, Zayd sits on the prayer mat, his heart heavy with thoughts. He raises his hands in supplication, the early morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room.
"Ya Allah!!" he begins, his voice barely above a whisper. "Tu toh Sab janne wala hai ya rabb, Main khudko Uski taraf mazeed kichta Hua feel Kar Raha hu,Uski masoomiyat aur husn ne mere dil ko qabz Kar Liya hai, Mujhe in ehsaasat ko samajhne mai madat Ata farma"
("O God, you know everything. I am feeling myself being drawn more towards Her; Her innocence and beauty have captured my heart. Please help me understand these feelings.)
Zayd concluded his prayer and stood up to get changed into his Timeless Armani's. He walked out of the room neatly dressed with hair perfectly gelled back enhancing his sharp and handsome features.
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Besides Noor and Zayd ,Everybody sat on the dining table, since it was Sunday Mr.firoz was also at home.
"Sufiyan aap Zayd ko naashte ki pooch lijiye, hum Zara Noor ko utha Kar aate hai, Esa lag raha hai jaise ye Kal event tak chalkar gayin thi aur chalkar ghar aayin hai jo itna thak gayi" Naziya begum savegely added on Noor's Irresponsible act.
(Sufiyan, please ask Zayd about breakfast. I'll go wake up Noor. It feels like she walked all the way to the event yesterday and then back home, that's why she's so tired.)
Sufiyan was just about to get up when, at that very moment, Zayd entered the dining room and greeted everyone.
He sat on the vacant seat, With sufiyan on his right side and left side chair still
Void.Naziya left the room to Wake her daughter up.
"Badi Daadi, Mai aaj Dubai laut raha hu"
(Grandma, I'm returning back to Dubai tonight)
Zayd announced to the people present in the room.
"Beta aap pehli baar humare yahan aaye hai toh thoda wakht aur guzaar lijiye humare saath ,waise bhi hamari zindagi ka bharosa nahi Kab Allah ko pyare ho jaye" Hamna begum couldn't administer her emotions, She loved Zayd as much as she loved her own grandchildren.
(Son, you’ve come to visit us for the first time, so please stay a little longer with us. After all, there’s no telling how long I have in this life; We never know when Allah may call me to Him.)
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